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Kagome struggled to lift her head. Her blurry vision cleared and she took in her surroundings. At first glance she thought she was back in school. Bodies of her fellow student's were slumped over the desks and chairs scattered around the room. The bags containing the overnight gear were littered around the room. Kagome slid off her seat and crawled over to Hojo sleeping form. She shook him gently to see if he was alive. "Hojo?" Hojo groaned and wearily opened his lids. His eyes were glazed with confusion. "Kagome, where are we? What happened?" Kagome looked around trying to figure things out, "Honestly, Hojo, I don't know, I think the bus was filled with sleeping gas, and somehow we ended up here." Others were stirring now. "where are we?" "Did you fall asleep too?" "What time is it?" "Was everyone asleep?" "Damn I don't have a watch!" "Do you remember getting off the bus, coming here?" "I don't remember a thing." "This is terrible, I'm scared." "I guess we'll find out soon enough why we are here," Kagome said in a hushed tone. As if on cue the door slid open with a bang and a man strode in, "All right, everyone awake? I hope you all slept well!" The whispers stopped. no one spoke, even the class clowns Yutaka Seto, and Yuka Nakagawa, were speechless.
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Wearing a broad grin the man continued, "All right, all right. Then I shall proceed with the introduction. First of all, I am your new instructor, Kinpatsu Sakamochi." Turning towards the chalkboard he wrote his name in tall vertical letters. 'Is this kind of sick joke?' Kagome thought. Suddenly the class representative, Yukie Utsumi, stood up and said "I don't understand what's going on here." Everyone looked over at Yukie. She continued, "What's going on? We were all in the middle of our study trip? What is going on?" 'Leave it to Yukie to ask what is on everyone's mind.' Kagome said silently. Sakamochi silently considered her questions, Kagome swore she saw a grin flash across his face, "it's simple really, your class has been selected for this year's 'Program'." Someone shrieked.
42 students remaining Every school student in the Republic of greater Asia knew what the program was. It was even covered in school textbooks from the 4th grade on. Here we will list a quote from the more detailed Republic of Greater East Asia Comcast Encyclopedia: "Program n 1.a listing of the order of events and other information (...) 4. A battle simulation program conducted by our nation's ground defense forces, instituted for security reasons. Officially known as Battle Experiment No. 68 Program. The first program was held in 1947. fifty third- year classes are selected annually to conduct the Program for research purposes. Classmates in each class are forced to fight until only one survivor is left. The final survivor of each class (the winner) is provided with a lifetime pension and a card autographed by the great Dictator."
Kagome almost fainted when she heard Sakamochi said they had been chosen. Kagome had seen last years winner on TV. And felt pity for them, but she had never even considered the possibility of her class being chosen. "your class will be mentioned on the morning news. Of course because the program must be conducted in secret, details will remain disclosed until the end of the game. Now, let's see, ah yes, your parents have been notified." Everyone still seemed lost in a daze. Classmates slaughtering each other? Impossible. Kyoichi Motobuchi, the male class representative, stood up abruptly "T-this can't be true, how could this have happened?" his voice shook and his usually pale face paled even more turning a sickly gray. The man who called himself Sakamochi grinned and shook his head, his long hair swinging in the air. "You seem to have a hard time believing me, well here is something to show you how very real this is." He turned his head towards the door, "I need you guys to come in now!" In response the door slid open and three men came in. they were all wearing camo fatigues and combat boots and tucked under their arms were steel helmets. It was immediately obvious that they were special defense soldiers. They had assault rifles strapped over their shoulders, and Kagome could see automatic pistols tucked in their belts. They were carrying a large, thick nylon sack, resembling a sleeping bag. With a stinging sensation in her throat Kagome thought of her sleeping bag in the feudal era, of how many times she had slept in it, and how she dearly missed her adventures their. Various parts of the bag poked up as if it were stuffed with pineapples. Sakamochi stood by the window as the three men hung the bag on the lectern. Both sides of the bag protruded over the lectern, particularly the side facing the window, and dangled down. 'Perhaps the contents inside are soft.' Kagome said softly. "NO WHISPERING!" Sakamochi screamed. Kagome flinched, "Y-yes sir," she said shakily. Hojo put a reassuring arm around Kagome's shoulders, and soon enough her trembling ceased. "Open the bag!" Sakamochi snapped at one of the soldiers. One approached the lectern from the side of the hall, placed his hand on the zipper, and pulled the bag open. Something drenched in red liquid slid from the partially opened bag. "AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Before if was fully open, one of the girls in the front row screamed and was immediately followed by the others. Kagome held her breath. She could see the body of her teacher, or now her former teacher, Mr. Hayashida. His glassed were cracked. Only half of his head remained. A gray matter drooped put the exposed skull and was clinging to his remaining hair. Screams erupted from all over the room. Sakamochi called for silence, but the panic was beyond his control. "This is real, this is real this is real," Kagome repeated this over and over, her mind gone completely numb. A single tear ran down her cheek and she squeezed her eyes shut, clenching her fists. 'WHY?' The silent question echoed in Kagome's head, remaining unanswered. Hojo held Kagome tighter. The soldier holding the bag grasped Hayashida's collar and dragged him upward. Instead of warning shots and the floor, the soldier took his gun and blasted two shots at his head, the remaining skull, skin, and brains, flew off splattering the faces and chests of those is the front row. There was hardly any trace of his head. The echoes of the gunfire subsided. The soldier tossed Hayashida's body to the side of the lectern. No one was screaming.
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Most of the students timidly returned to their seats, Sakamochi returned to his place by the lectern. Once again the room was silent. Kagome desperately tried to think clearly. The unreal situation had put her in a daze. Her mind was spinning from the horrible sight of Hayashida's corpse and the role it played in this horror show. 'I wish Inuyasha was here, wait, no I don't, he loves Kikyou , I am going to get over him.' Kagome's eyes remained shut but snapped open when she heard the voice of here lifelong friend, Yoshitoki Kuniobu. He half rose from his seat and glared at Sakamochi. "How could you? HOW COULD YOU?" Kagome was shocked; she had never seen Nobu this angry before. Where was the nice calm happy person she used to know? She stared at him, watched the pain, sorrow, and fury flicker in his eyes. Sakamochi just grinned. "I'LL KILL YOU!" Nobu's screams had no effect on Sakamochi. "My dear Yoshitoki, do you really mean that, tsk, tsk, now we can't have you misbehaving now can we?" Sakamochi's smile grew. "If you haven't already noticed, we have placed silver collars around each of your little necks," Kagome reached up to touch the cold metal, 'why didn't I notice this earlier?' she thought. "You see," Sakamochi continued "these state of the art collars are the latest technology, it is 100% waterproof, anti-shock, and, uh-oh, if you try to pull it off, it'll explode," The students that had been fingering their collars immediately dropped their hands. "The collars also have tracking devices so I can monitor your position. The collars also monitor your pulse so we know if you are dead or alive. Misbehave and we will set off the little bomb in your collar so it explodes." Sakamochi grinned wickedly. "Now as you already know, dear Yoshitoki here has been misbehaving before the game has begun, so I think it is time for a demonstration. "NO!" Yukie shouted. "He didn't do anything! DON'T!" Sakamochi took a small remote out of his pocket and pointed it at Nobu's collar, he clicked it. A shrill beeping sound pierced the air. "Better run kids!" Sakamochi laughed. The beeping got faster and faster until it suddenly stopped. Kagome ran forward "NOBU!" she screamed reaching for his hand. BOOM! The collar around Nobu's neck exploded and blood sprayed onto Kagome's face, Nobu's body fell limply to the ground. "Nobu," Kagome whispered softly, dropping to her knees, "Why?" she buried her face in his jacket sobs racking her shoulders, "WHY?" the gaping hole in his neck stopped squirting blood so the only sound in the room was Kagome's sobs. Most of the class looked on silently, pitying Kagome for her lose, but Fumiyo Fujiyoshi ran at Sakamochi. "YOU BASTARD!" she screamed. Before she could take 3 steps, the soldiers whipped out their guns and pumped bullet after bullet into her frail figure. Her body arched as she was sent flying backward by the high powered bullets. She landed two feet away from Nobu corpse. The room reeked of blood. There was no doubt in anyone's mind now, this game was definitely real.
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Kagome struggled to lift her head. Her blurry vision cleared and she took in her surroundings. At first glance she thought she was back in school. Bodies of her fellow student's were slumped over the desks and chairs scattered around the room. The bags containing the overnight gear were littered around the room. Kagome slid off her seat and crawled over to Hojo sleeping form. She shook him gently to see if he was alive. "Hojo?" Hojo groaned and wearily opened his lids. His eyes were glazed with confusion. "Kagome, where are we? What happened?" Kagome looked around trying to figure things out, "Honestly, Hojo, I don't know, I think the bus was filled with sleeping gas, and somehow we ended up here." Others were stirring now. "where are we?" "Did you fall asleep too?" "What time is it?" "Was everyone asleep?" "Damn I don't have a watch!" "Do you remember getting off the bus, coming here?" "I don't remember a thing." "This is terrible, I'm scared." "I guess we'll find out soon enough why we are here," Kagome said in a hushed tone. As if on cue the door slid open with a bang and a man strode in, "All right, everyone awake? I hope you all slept well!" The whispers stopped. no one spoke, even the class clowns Yutaka Seto, and Yuka Nakagawa, were speechless.
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Wearing a broad grin the man continued, "All right, all right. Then I shall proceed with the introduction. First of all, I am your new instructor, Kinpatsu Sakamochi." Turning towards the chalkboard he wrote his name in tall vertical letters. 'Is this kind of sick joke?' Kagome thought. Suddenly the class representative, Yukie Utsumi, stood up and said "I don't understand what's going on here." Everyone looked over at Yukie. She continued, "What's going on? We were all in the middle of our study trip? What is going on?" 'Leave it to Yukie to ask what is on everyone's mind.' Kagome said silently. Sakamochi silently considered her questions, Kagome swore she saw a grin flash across his face, "it's simple really, your class has been selected for this year's 'Program'." Someone shrieked.
42 students remaining Every school student in the Republic of greater Asia knew what the program was. It was even covered in school textbooks from the 4th grade on. Here we will list a quote from the more detailed Republic of Greater East Asia Comcast Encyclopedia: "Program n 1.a listing of the order of events and other information (...) 4. A battle simulation program conducted by our nation's ground defense forces, instituted for security reasons. Officially known as Battle Experiment No. 68 Program. The first program was held in 1947. fifty third- year classes are selected annually to conduct the Program for research purposes. Classmates in each class are forced to fight until only one survivor is left. The final survivor of each class (the winner) is provided with a lifetime pension and a card autographed by the great Dictator."
Kagome almost fainted when she heard Sakamochi said they had been chosen. Kagome had seen last years winner on TV. And felt pity for them, but she had never even considered the possibility of her class being chosen. "your class will be mentioned on the morning news. Of course because the program must be conducted in secret, details will remain disclosed until the end of the game. Now, let's see, ah yes, your parents have been notified." Everyone still seemed lost in a daze. Classmates slaughtering each other? Impossible. Kyoichi Motobuchi, the male class representative, stood up abruptly "T-this can't be true, how could this have happened?" his voice shook and his usually pale face paled even more turning a sickly gray. The man who called himself Sakamochi grinned and shook his head, his long hair swinging in the air. "You seem to have a hard time believing me, well here is something to show you how very real this is." He turned his head towards the door, "I need you guys to come in now!" In response the door slid open and three men came in. they were all wearing camo fatigues and combat boots and tucked under their arms were steel helmets. It was immediately obvious that they were special defense soldiers. They had assault rifles strapped over their shoulders, and Kagome could see automatic pistols tucked in their belts. They were carrying a large, thick nylon sack, resembling a sleeping bag. With a stinging sensation in her throat Kagome thought of her sleeping bag in the feudal era, of how many times she had slept in it, and how she dearly missed her adventures their. Various parts of the bag poked up as if it were stuffed with pineapples. Sakamochi stood by the window as the three men hung the bag on the lectern. Both sides of the bag protruded over the lectern, particularly the side facing the window, and dangled down. 'Perhaps the contents inside are soft.' Kagome said softly. "NO WHISPERING!" Sakamochi screamed. Kagome flinched, "Y-yes sir," she said shakily. Hojo put a reassuring arm around Kagome's shoulders, and soon enough her trembling ceased. "Open the bag!" Sakamochi snapped at one of the soldiers. One approached the lectern from the side of the hall, placed his hand on the zipper, and pulled the bag open. Something drenched in red liquid slid from the partially opened bag. "AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Before if was fully open, one of the girls in the front row screamed and was immediately followed by the others. Kagome held her breath. She could see the body of her teacher, or now her former teacher, Mr. Hayashida. His glassed were cracked. Only half of his head remained. A gray matter drooped put the exposed skull and was clinging to his remaining hair. Screams erupted from all over the room. Sakamochi called for silence, but the panic was beyond his control. "This is real, this is real this is real," Kagome repeated this over and over, her mind gone completely numb. A single tear ran down her cheek and she squeezed her eyes shut, clenching her fists. 'WHY?' The silent question echoed in Kagome's head, remaining unanswered. Hojo held Kagome tighter. The soldier holding the bag grasped Hayashida's collar and dragged him upward. Instead of warning shots and the floor, the soldier took his gun and blasted two shots at his head, the remaining skull, skin, and brains, flew off splattering the faces and chests of those is the front row. There was hardly any trace of his head. The echoes of the gunfire subsided. The soldier tossed Hayashida's body to the side of the lectern. No one was screaming.
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Most of the students timidly returned to their seats, Sakamochi returned to his place by the lectern. Once again the room was silent. Kagome desperately tried to think clearly. The unreal situation had put her in a daze. Her mind was spinning from the horrible sight of Hayashida's corpse and the role it played in this horror show. 'I wish Inuyasha was here, wait, no I don't, he loves Kikyou , I am going to get over him.' Kagome's eyes remained shut but snapped open when she heard the voice of here lifelong friend, Yoshitoki Kuniobu. He half rose from his seat and glared at Sakamochi. "How could you? HOW COULD YOU?" Kagome was shocked; she had never seen Nobu this angry before. Where was the nice calm happy person she used to know? She stared at him, watched the pain, sorrow, and fury flicker in his eyes. Sakamochi just grinned. "I'LL KILL YOU!" Nobu's screams had no effect on Sakamochi. "My dear Yoshitoki, do you really mean that, tsk, tsk, now we can't have you misbehaving now can we?" Sakamochi's smile grew. "If you haven't already noticed, we have placed silver collars around each of your little necks," Kagome reached up to touch the cold metal, 'why didn't I notice this earlier?' she thought. "You see," Sakamochi continued "these state of the art collars are the latest technology, it is 100% waterproof, anti-shock, and, uh-oh, if you try to pull it off, it'll explode," The students that had been fingering their collars immediately dropped their hands. "The collars also have tracking devices so I can monitor your position. The collars also monitor your pulse so we know if you are dead or alive. Misbehave and we will set off the little bomb in your collar so it explodes." Sakamochi grinned wickedly. "Now as you already know, dear Yoshitoki here has been misbehaving before the game has begun, so I think it is time for a demonstration. "NO!" Yukie shouted. "He didn't do anything! DON'T!" Sakamochi took a small remote out of his pocket and pointed it at Nobu's collar, he clicked it. A shrill beeping sound pierced the air. "Better run kids!" Sakamochi laughed. The beeping got faster and faster until it suddenly stopped. Kagome ran forward "NOBU!" she screamed reaching for his hand. BOOM! The collar around Nobu's neck exploded and blood sprayed onto Kagome's face, Nobu's body fell limply to the ground. "Nobu," Kagome whispered softly, dropping to her knees, "Why?" she buried her face in his jacket sobs racking her shoulders, "WHY?" the gaping hole in his neck stopped squirting blood so the only sound in the room was Kagome's sobs. Most of the class looked on silently, pitying Kagome for her lose, but Fumiyo Fujiyoshi ran at Sakamochi. "YOU BASTARD!" she screamed. Before she could take 3 steps, the soldiers whipped out their guns and pumped bullet after bullet into her frail figure. Her body arched as she was sent flying backward by the high powered bullets. She landed two feet away from Nobu corpse. The room reeked of blood. There was no doubt in anyone's mind now, this game was definitely real.
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PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW! PLEASE? MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT! (it will be even better if you review!)
