The Watch Television Till We Die Alliance, finally abandoning their house in the woods, slowly approached the base of Coach Ryuuzaki and the soldiers, wielding their shotguns. Without the collars to hinder them, they became extra brave and all would have run headlong into the base if Ootori had not sensibly stopped them.
"We'd better check the place out first," Ootori warned the others cautiously. He wondered inside why he and Ryoma seemed to be the only two careful people in the group while all the senpai had no common sense.
"It seems pretty safe to me," Bane remarked, getting a close look of the base for the first time. It had been dark when they first left the place hours ago, and they weren't really in the mood of studying the base anyway. Now that he finally got to look at it, he was very glad to find that there were no moats or spikes or anything especially dangerous-looking around the place—it was basically a normal building.
"Yeah, it looks safe, so let's go!" Yuuta, who had become fairly good friends with Bane in the past few hours, was ready to agree with everything Bane said.
Ootori frowned, worried. "Don't we need a plan or something?"
"Come on, we have so many guns. We don't need one," Momo told him with a grin.
"But they have a lot of guns too," Ootori pointed out.
"Well, you have a point. But what kind of plan do you have?" Momo asked, putting down his guns.
"I think—" Ootori began, but before he could get any further, Fuji (the older one) interrupted him by firing a shot at one of the windows of the base. And Fuji was quite a good shot too—he hit the target right on. Others couldn't help wondering whether he spent all his time shooting things when he wasn't playing tennis.
"Fuji, that was just wonderful!" Eiji, always ready to compliment others, exclaimed in honest admiration.
"Nah, I'm just good because I practice with Wii Shooting a lot," Fuji told him with feigned modesty.
"Aniki, you have a Wii? Why didn't you tell me?" Yuuta cried.
"It's not my fault that you transferred schools," Fuji said innocently. "If you stayed at home, we could play Wii together. Think about it—why don't you move home, Yuuta?"
Yuuta thought about it. He was afraid of his brother, that much was a given, but then there was the Wii. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to move home.
While Yuuta was still making what probably was the most difficult decision in his thirteen years of life, Saeki shouted "DOWN!" suddenly and everyone ducked. Luckily they played tennis and had good reflexes, or else some of them would have been hit by the bullets ricocheting off the windows.
"They are attacking us too," Ryoma muttered angrily, gritting his teeth and staying low.
"They can see us, but we can't see them. This is not good. What should we do?" Bane asked desperately.
"We can't fire at the windows. That would be pointless," Saeki commented thoughtfully. "We'd better just go in through the front door like brave people do."
"What if they locked the door?" Ryoma put in. "Besides, we are still kind of far from the front door. How can we get there without being hit? If Fuji-senpai had not shot at the window we could have kept this a secret attack, but now—"
"Geez, since Fuji is such a good shot we might as well just let him cover us while we make a dash to the doors," Marui said with a nonchalant shrug. "If the door is locked, I can open it anyway—Niou taught me how."
"Good idea! No wonder people call you the genius of Rikkai!" Everyone except Ryoma and Ootori (who were busily pointing out all the flaws in Marui's suggestion) said happily, and picked up their guns with enthusiasm. You have to wonder that if it is true that the older people are, the stupider they get.
"On the count of three, we run in," Momo declared hotheadedly. "Fuji-senpai, I have confidence in your kickass shooting skills."
"Thank you," Fuji said with an enigmatic smile.
"But aniki, what if you run out of bullets and have to change the magazine? Should we leave another person to help you out?" Yuuta asked.
"If the other person can't shoot, he may very well kill us," Marui argued.
"Saeki can stay with Fuji," Eiji suggested. "He's so good at blowguns."
"Hey, wait, blowguns and guns are very different." Saeki, like all Rokkaku people, was hotheaded and would never live down being left behind.
"It's all right, Yuuta. I can do it alone. I'm that good," Fuji said complacently.
"But aniki—"
"Yuuta, do you want to play Wii or not?" Fuji asked, smiling.
"Er... yes," Yuuta said.
"Good. Then it's settled. I'll cover you guys alone," Fuji concluded, still smiling. Yuuta shivered.
"All right, here goes! Three, two, one!" Momo yelled, and the hotheaded group of teenagers charged towards the front door of the base, screaming pointless slogans like "for the future of the world!" "Peace on Earth!" and "Save the trees", completely disregarding the fact that this would actually make them easier targets.
The door was not locked. Bane, who somehow got there first, kicked it open and they all rushed in. Their enemies in the base sent a shower of bullets at them, and they all dropped to the floor.
"We can't admit defeat now," Momo shouted. "We have guns too. Follow me, we'll crush them!" He knew that this was their best chance to get home safely. All the other unfortunate contestants in other Battle Royales never had this kind of luck—so how could he let such an opportunity slip away?
"We can't admit defeat now," a voice came from around the corner. "We have guns too. Follow ore-sama, we'll crush them!"
"They want to crush us, huh? I won't let that hap—" Momo announced, when Ootori broke in, his voice quivering: "Um, I think that was our captain who just spoke."
"Your captain?" Momo asked in surprise. "But how could he get in here? Even if he's got enough money to buy Coach Ryuuzaki off, I still think—and didn't they say in the last broadcast that he died?"
"Hey, our captain's here too. Tezuka! I thought you were dead!" Eiji cried, almost glomping a stern-looking Tezuka before he remembered that this was Tezuka in question and Tezuka shalt not be glomped.
It turned out that the enemy who fired at them from the base were the group who had gotten there via the Majority Rules path underground and taken over control. They thought that there were other soldiers out there attacking them when Fuji fired at the window, and quickly reacted by shooting back. Luckily they found each other out so soon, or else they could very well killed their teammates—not that it wasn't the point of Battle Royales.
"Now that you guys have taken over the base, what are we fighting for, nfu?" Mizuki asked.
"We don't need to fight anymore. We've already made them deactivate everyone's collars. The game is over," Tachibana explained.
"You guys should have said so by broadcast or something!" Ryoma shouted. He wondered, yet again, why all senpai were idiots.
TBC. The next chapter will be the last:) Thanks for reading! Reviews will always be welcome.