I.IV Lord of Darkness, "Kai-kun-sama"
I'm not afraid of you.
The hustling world went on by as the two stood with thier backs facing the other's.
Really, now? That's a good laugh.
You don't control my life. I control my life.
Come on, you've been out of control since then...
One, a boy with stick-straight blue hair and cold eyes, was equipped with a gun in their shaking hand. He wore a white uniform, symbolizing that of which one could call "good". His head was pointed at the ground, away from his opponent.
Leave me alone.
People walked on by, past the opposers and the erupting, inner war.
Why? Its immensely fun to watch you suffer...
The other, another boy but with spiked blue hair, had a spear in his hands, a smug look on his face. The story has already introduced this character: the one by the name of the Kaiser, "Kai-kun". He wore a different uniform this time, that of a blackened colour.
They faced eachother swiftly, their eyes flaring with ferocity.
I am real.
He stated.
I AM REAL!
One shouted.
I AM REAL!
Both of them shouted.
I AM REAL!
The sounds echoed throughout the universe, the world, and in their "hearts". The people that brushed on past them turned to attempt the origin of the voices, but no avail.
The two had begun the battle. The unseen battle, the hopeless battle.
Quickly, "Kai-kun" threw his arms out with the spear as he dashed to his opponent. The other, dressed in white, readied his own weapon to attack.
You won't win. Because I AM REAL.
And with that, they collided...
"Gahh..." Alex sighed as she woke up at the after-lunch bell. "I'm so tired..." She picked up her backpack from the table with her tray as she strode over to the garbage. The backpack held the egg within. She had been carrying it around for about a week everywhere she went. Nothing really seemed to be happening in the Dejitaru, or otherwise for that matter. CHAO-Fi had ceased it's projects, so it seemed to the ever-knowledgable Chiisu, temporarily. Alex figured it was a sort of break, although they hadn't really done anything to upset the CHAO-Fi in the first place...
"Wait a sec..." she muttered to herself. "Shirubi probably has a connection with them..."
She recalled the moment when she'd encountered the strange, strange girl known aptly as "Shirubi". Shirubi was a "freelance demon hunter", so she claimed, with short brown hair and large, lively green eyes. She never seemed to take anything seriously, not even the Sentry Fighter (as Alex had heard him be called), the Kaiser, whom she dubbed "Kai-kun".
"I don't trust that gal," Alex sighed as she trudged off to class. "Not one...single...bit..."
Alex was as tired as ever as she waddled into the classroom when the bell rang. She was all on her pitiful lonesome in the class, no Melissa, Carl, or Chiisu. She didn't feel quite alone, however, for the egg still pulsated in her backpack. People chatted excitedly about God-knows-what before class started. Alex put her head in her arms with her eyes closed.
"Gah," she grunted, "make this day end already..."
Her eyes were closed when she put her elbows on her desk. Another exhausted groan came from her when suddenly..
ka-fwish
She suddenly opened her eyes wide. "Huh, what...?"
A boy, about her age and of strangely small build, stood ahead of her, leaning on her desk. Everybody, the chatting students, the teacher, everyone, was gone but them.
"I..." the boy stated with a whisper, as if he were unsure or afraid, "I...I'm not the bad guy."
Alex replied with nothing but a confused stare when she blinked and she found herself on the floor of the classroom with everybody's eyes on her.
"What the..."
"Kasuragi-san," the teacher cried, "are you alright?! Must you go to the health office?"
She decided to take this to her advantage...
"Y-Yes...I think I've got that...uur, salmonela or something...damn that school food..." she moaned fakely as she walked "sickly" out the door.
"She's SO faking it..." a girl muttered.
Alex found her way to the health office, where she was immediately rejected and sent back to class.
"But I don't wanna..." she whined as she dragged her feet to the door of the office. She then heard some excited talking from outside the door. "What the...?"
"..andthenitwaslikeBOOMAndthenitwasalllikeWOWAndthenohGawditwassoawesome!AndthenthebikewentSHOOMSHOOMSHOOMIremembersomethingcalled bananaphoneandthenIhita rockit didn'treallyhurtatallnotreallynotatallheyheheyBANANAPHONEIneedtogetpaidgahhhhhAndIknowthaShirubi girlis HOT-----...." There was a sudden silence.
"What the ever loving hell is..." Alex quickly opened the door to reveal the boy she'd seen earlier, stick-straight blue hair and small build. He looked as if he had been shouting (which he had...) and his face immediately turned red. He said nothing. "Ummm... excuse me, what were you talking about?" He, again, said nothing in reply. He closed his eyes and shifted his body weight on each of his feet uneasily. "Are you okay?" Alex asked quietly. He replied as he had before and he began to walk out of the office.
"H-hey!" Alex whined. "I--I'm talking to you!"
Two cold, merciless blue eyes soon stared deep into her. He leered, then returned to walking.
"Geezz..." she shivered as soon as he was gone. "What's his problem...?"
ba-diiiiiiiiiiiing.....
ba-diiiiiiiiiiiing....
There was a groan that came from Mummymon, the accomplice to the Fighter "Kai-kun" (fomally known as the Kaiser), as he sat up from the table. He'd had his head in his arms, sleeping, as he waited for his comrades to arrive. Their meeting spot was a local dance club-turned-cafe, and he sat there, alone.
"Gaaaahhhhh," he whined, taking a sip from a nearby beverage. "Where the bloo'y hell are they?!"
"I guess I'm late, then?" The other Fighter, by the name of Arachnimon (but called Arachni), with trailing ice blue hair and red dress. "I figure I beat him here, then, right?"
He nodded in reply,
"Yeah. I don't know where the hell he is."
"Keep in mind," she noted as she sat down and beckoned to the waiter, "he is going on vacation. I swear, the boy needs it. I see it in his eyes, that something...something..."
"Eh?"
"...there's something stirring... in those eyes of his. Something... horrifying..."
ba-diiiiiing....
ba-diiiiiiing...!
"Ara?" She gasped quietly as she reached for the handheld computer device on the table. "Why's it ringing?"
"I dunno."
She glared at him as she picked it up. After clicking a few buttons, she saw what was on the screen.
"G-..." she stammered. "G---good God...! It's them!"
Alex heard the bell ring when the school day was finally over.
"I thought it'd never end..." she moaned, walking to her locker. As she fiddled with the combination, she noticed a small note under the red metal. "Eh?"
Alex-
Went to Dejiatru. Join us if you wish. Don't forget a toothbrush.
-Chiisu
"Toothbrush?" she nearly shouted. "What the hell...? Are..." the thought hit her, very, very hard, "...are...are they staying there?! What the hell are they thinking!?" She grasped the egg from her backpack and knelt down to the floor. "God..." she prayed, "keep them safe, okay?"
The darkened hallways were silent.
"Uhh..." she glanced around nervously, still with the backpack in her arms, "oh, crap... I didn't know how late it was..." she looked to the nearest clock, which read a loud 2:15. "It's... only two..." she muttered. "It hasn't even ended yet..."
A sudden shiver was sent up her spine. She squeaked, then looked into the omnipresent darkness in the hallways. "Hello?" She whispered with her backpack clutched tightly against her. She stepped cautiously as the sweat dripped down her spine. There was absolute silence but for the heavy breathing of the girl. Her eyes were wide with fear, her mouth inhaling and exhaling loudly. Vapor formed around the lockers, in the darkness. It was white, blinding. She couldn't move. Her feet were rooted to the spot. The vapor encircled. Her breath was visible as it assimilated with the surroundings. She was alone. Chiisu, Melissa, Carl... nobody was there for her...
She let out a loud screech with all the remaining air in her lungs as the beast of the forming vapors grabbed her and took her away...
A shiver came around her the moment Alex regained consciousness. She had been taken to the gym, now dark and covered with ice. She held her arms inward with her backpack. Her feet were, literally, frozen to the floor with ice. Her breath was again visible. She was cold, almost literally freezing. Her captor was nowhere to be seen, but she hoped she wouldn't lay her eyes upon it, or maybe even them... Her mind concocted scary, horrifying things, mostly about how she was about to die...
"Uhhh...excuse me..." A quiet voice came from beside her.
"AAIAGIGHAH!" Alex shrieked. "DON'T KILL ME! PLEASE! DON'T KILL ME! I BEG OF YOU...!"
"Umm...okay..."
Alex opened her shaking eyes to reveal the boy from earlier, obviously captured in the same way. His feet were frozen to the floor of the gymnasium, as was his trenchcoat-jacket. He had short, stick-straight blue hair and warm, gentle eyes. His skin was pale, but Alex figured it was on account of the surroundings. He was, as she observed, immensely thin, looking as if he hadn't eaten in months. He had an atmosphere of mystery and scruffiness about him, though a strange formality seemed to shine through.
"Y...You're..." she stammered. He smiled kindly,
"So, I guess we're stuck here," he remarked, resting his head on the white brick wall. "How did they bring you here?"
"I..." she stammered again, unaware of how to react to the boy's presence, "...I...uh..."
"It's alright," he noted, "tough to explain?"
She nodded.
"I see..." he said.
"Hey," Alex muttered quietly, fearfully, "...what're they gonna do to us?"
He laughed in reply,
"Well, first they'll torture us...get whatever information we have...and then kill us. Yeah, that sounds about right."
Alex was frozen, and this time a little more than literally.
"What...?!" she squeaked quietly.
He laughed again,
"Yeah, but that probably won't happen. Don't worry about it."
"Uhh..." Alex prepared to ask a question, but instead babbled, "...my name is Alex Kasuragi, what's yours?"
The boy was suddenly motionless and deprived of blinking his eyes. He obviously looked nervous, or scared...
"My name," he replied in turn with a smile after his breif "panic attack", "is Ken Ichijouji."
Chiisu, Melissa, Carl, Tailmon, Hawkmon and Armadimon were in a peaceful little town in the Dejitaru known as Primary Village at the time. It was a bright, sunny place, where baby Digimon hopped about and learned for their lives ahead. The ground was bouncy, as was the atmosphere. Chiisu, however, being ever-worried and thoughtful, was lost inside his mind while tending to the infants. The "team" had been called there for some rennovational work, but really it was just babysitting. They had to watch over and play with and entertain the baby Digimon whilest the normal caretakers were off on business.
"Or something like that..." the director muttered as she typed the words.
"You aren't supposed to be here!" Melissa hissed. "Stereo, just write, dammit!"
"Okay, okay...sheesh...!"
Chiisu was lost in thought.
"Maybe we should have taken Alex with us..." He sighed.
"She would just be whining, anyway," Melissa huffed. "Not like she'd be able to do anything. She'd just sit around and complain, complain, complaiinn!"
"Shut up, okay?" Carl shouted. "St-Stop being so mean!"
"I'm..." Melissa cowered with the boys' eyes on her, "...I'm not being mean...I'm just..."
Carl continued to glare--ignoring the cries of the Digimon he had been tending to--while Chiisu returned to his job.
"I just...have a bad feeling, that's all..."
"Do you know who brought us here?" Alex asked, still frozen--literally--within the gymnasium with the boy known as Ken. He closed his eyes a moment, and then replied,
"You've been to the Dejitaru, haven't you?"
"What?! How---no--I---uhh....!"
He pointed to her backpack, clutched in her arms, revealing the egg.
"Oh," she sighed sheepishly, "...that...well, I, uhh..."
"That's probably what they're after," he stated clearly. "Its weird...and tough to explain, so..."
"No, no!" She cried. "Tell me, who captured us and why?!"
Alex made a mental note of how he looked, this boy named Ken Ichijouji.
He looked kinda like... he'd been doing drugs or something. He was really, really pale, it made me think he was sick. It was cold in there, I'll give it that, but still. His eyes probably made the room colder than it was, though there was a certain kind of warmth within them. He was weird, its like you were afraid of him and happy to be with him at the same time. Its tough to explain, really.
After he introduced himself, I told him about my life. How my mother always ignored me, studying for her degree, how my friends abandoned me...
"You said you just met them, though," Ken smirked with a reply, "so...how do you know that they consider you as their friend? Why do you consider them to be your friends?"
"Uhh..." Alex was caught with the question.
"And about your mother ignoring you," he sighed tiredly, looking down at his arms, "sometimes you just got to deal with it. Its really not all that bad. People have a lot more problems than that. Consider yourself lucky."
"Lu---Lu...!" Alex huffed hysterically, about to break down and cry. "Lucky?!? My mother hates me! My friends hate me! And I've been pulled into another world's damned problems and am expected to -freaking- solve them!"
She began to cry, but he looked indifferent to her sobs.
"Again, people have it a lot worse than you..." he said, implying someone in particular. "...people..." he said the word with a strange tone, a different tone than that Alex had ever heard a "person" mutter, "...can have very, very bad... problems..."
As he spoke, two demonic figures glided into the frost-covered gymnasium. Alex looked upon them in horror:
One was a stark white demon, tall and equipped with knife-like claws on each hand. His eyes were blood-red, and wings of icy darkness spread out wide. Alex knew he was a monster, or a Digimon, but he looked really more like a fallen angel, a demon.
The other was similar in appearance. Dark, black wings were unfolded behind her, and blood-red eyes saw through metal armour around her face. She wore a patchwork leather bodysuit, strange as it was, with demonic claws that glistened in the cold room.
"Well, well, Diable," the white demon stated, "we caught something good today, didn't we?"
The demoness, whom Alex gathered was called "Diable", stood above her and Ken with a smile of vampiric teeth.
"Yes, Icey," she stated with glee, bringing a sharp claw to Alex's face and holding her nearer to her, "we sure did." Alex cringed in fear and closed her eyes, far too afraid to gaze upon her fears.
"A-ahem..." Ken coughed, attempting to get their attention.
"And who's this?" Diable, the demonic woman, questioned her comrade.
"Some kid," the white demon replied with a laugh, "he put up no fight whatsoever."
"Ah, ha..." she remarked, gazing upon Ken's small build. "A weakling, I see...IceDevimon," she beckoned to her white comrade, "take the girl with us. She'll make a good meal."
"M--Me--Mea....!!" Alex quivered and nearly screeched as the white demon approached her. When his icy claws reached out to her and attempted to pull her away, Ken's arm pushed her back to the wall, as if he were refusing to let them take her.
He's...
Alex felt an immense pressure on her shoulder, pushing her to the wall...
He's...really...really strong...?
"Ara? So you want to be first?" Diable scoffed. "Fine, Icey, bring him along..."
"K...K-en-kun!" Alex coughed.
"Alex, just remember," he muttered as they led him through the gymnasium, on the way to the doors, "...I'm not the bad guy."
"Wh...What?!"
Ken suddenly thrust his arm away from the demons' grip. He shouted over to Alex, twisting around,
"ALEX!" He pointed swiftly to a cart full of Lacrosse sticks nearby. Alex, letting adrenaline and fear run her body's functions, dashed over to the cart as fast as she could. Snatching a metal stick, she tossed it over to Ken, who caught it in his hands. "Be a cold day in hell when you eat me," he laughed quietly.
Alex clutched the wall readily. What the hell...?
Ken quickly dashed to the nearest wall. In some strange feat of impossibility being broken, he propped himself to the wall with the Lacrosse stick and lunged towards the two demons.
"Ah, I love a good fight," Diable bleated.
"As do I," Ken replied with a smile.
He landed with the stick driven into the white demon's abdomen. Again with impossibility destroyed, he twisted himself around with the stick still lodged in his enemy and tossed him up into the air. His opponent easily unfolded his wings before he hit the ceiling of the gymnasium. He felt his stomach tenderly, replying with a scowl,
"That almost hurt, boy."
Ken smiled with his teeth and faced the other demon. Deprived of grace and nearly any kind of humanity, he dashed up to the demoness Diable and smashed the netted end of the stick in her face. She recoiled in pain, trying to stop the pain in her skull any way she could. Twisting around once more, he slammed the stick's end in her neck, cutting off her oxygen.
"Madame Diable!" The white demon shrieked, coming down to attack Ken in attempts of saving his comrade. Ken didn't even look up. Alex screamed,
"KEN, LOOK OUT!"
"Noisy idiot..." the boy sighed. At an instant, the stick was thrust into the descending demon's face... into it. The stick was in his face... the stick was thrust into his face and sticking out on the other side...Alex gazed in horror once more as the blood and stringy remains of a skull and brain dripped pathetically into the floor. Ken flinched in no way. He still looked tired, cold, and strangely kind. His eyes were focused, though, as Alex noticed. She could almost see...
No...it couldn't be...
Ken looked up at his opponent's decapitated head above him with that kind, gentle smile.
"Seems he failed, eh?"
"Y...You...!" Diable scowled, holding a claw to her face. She looked scared, as Alex noticed, for she knew that look well. Both her and Diable were quivering with fear as Ken smiled wide.
"I'll give you to the count of ten, Diable," he spoke with a gleeful formality as he put his hand to the fallen demon's neck and tore the stick out of it's head, "to get your demon ass out of here before I kill you and all you hold remotely dear."
"Ahh...I...I..."
"Keep the Devimon Coucil out of our matters, now...the countdown..." he walked up to Diable, the Lacrosse stick in his hands. "First number...TEN!" Alex stared in shock and horror as he whipped the stick into her face again. "NINE!" He shouted with that formality, whipping the stick into the other side of her face.
"St-St...!" Alex tried to say, stammering.
"EIGHT!" He screamed again, this time he slammed the stick on the top of her head. Alex saw the blood drip out of her ears each time he hit.
"St---Stop!" Alex choked.
"SEVEN!" Ken shouted with a rageful glee, continuing to beat at her head until it bled profusely. He kept on shouting, hitting, and shouting some more while laughing with rage and happiness. Remains of her brain clung to the Lacrosse stick, parts of her skull were clear across the gymnasium floor, blood stained Ken's hands, shoes and most of his clothes.
"ONE!" He shouted again with the same ferocity of the first. "Z..." he whispered softly, "...zero."
There was an awkward silence that fell upon the two and the corpses' remains all about the gymnasium floor. "Strange, they usually die around five..." he laughed quietly as he wiped the stick off with his black coat. The ends of his blue hair dripped with blood. His eyes, cold and focused, suddenly shifted to Alex, crouched in a corner with the backpack in her arms. She held it nearer as he walked toward her.
"D..." she stammered, "Don't kill me! DON'T KILL ME!!"
She looked up at him, begging for mercy from him. Instead, his reply was his cold, shadowed eyes, shrouded in darkness, no light inside them. He said nothing as he retreated from the bloodbath that was the gymnasium, Lacrosse stick dropped into the red paint that soaked the floors and walls.
"Ken..." Alex muttered to herself and herself alone, "...Ken...Ken...Ken..."
Another day, another night, another fight, another life.
The swords clashed together. Chiisu struggled against the Kaiser's immense strength behind his blade, which he tried so hard to defend against.
"You really have a thing for this 'honour' crap, don't you?" the Kaiser mocked as he stood confidently against the strained Chiisu. The darkness of the forest stood around them as the moon shone through the clearing.
"I'm not going to give up," Chiisu shouted irritably, "until I defeat you!"
The Kaiser rolled his eyes behind his glasses, stretched his arm, and twisted the blade around mockingly,
"I'll try not to hurt ya, alright?"
"Shut up," Chiisu scowled, readying his own sword.
The two dashed at each other, clashed, and flew backwards, Chiisu mostly for that last part.
"Dammit..." the boy scowled, "...this guy's strong..."
"Can we stop this yet?" His opponent, the tyrant, sighed scathingly. "I'm bored!"
"Do you EVER shut up?!" Chiisu shouted as he slashed blindly. Why he felt such rage against the Sentry Fighter, not even he understood. He'd explained to Armadimon the night before:
I don't know. Something about him makes me really, deeply want to hate him. I don't hate people...what's wrong with me?!
As the two nearly clashed together once more, an invisible force prevented them from doing so.
"What the hell was that?!" Chiisu shouted with rage that someone interrupted the fight.
"Heyhihi," an innocent, feminine voice called softly from the edge of the clearing. There, standing amidst the trees was Shirubi, sword and all. She waved her hand in greeting, but seeing the two with their swords unsheathed and fighting, she hesitated, "Uh... did I come at a bad time."
"Geez," Chiisu scoffed under his breath, "ya think?!"
"Anyways," Shirubi remarked, "I'd like to talk to you, Kai-kun."
"Heheh," Chiisu laughed, "...Kai-kun..."
"Shut up," he scowled in turn. "And just what the hell makes you so sure that I'd want to talk to you?!"
Shirubi put her arms behind her back and kicked her feet innocently on the dirt.
"Oh, nothin'. Its just..." she titled her face to the earth beneath, "...there's lots of scary things in the world, especially here. And for a poor, defenseless woman like me to go out into the darkness---all alone..."
"F-Fine, fine!" Kai-kun sighed nervously. "...this had better be important..."
Chiisu had seen right through her scheme: she had just manipulated him, no effort whatsoever. He noted it, the fact that it seemed Shirubi could make up a complex story on the spot, or manipulate people into doing whatever she wished. It raised questions, but he quelled them, deciding to return home.
"Dammit..." he sighed, "Alex is gonna be so mad at me..."
"Hey, tell me the truth," Kai-kun uttered as he and Shirubi walked, "you didn't need me here with you, right?"
Shirubi giggled softly as they trudged down the pathway through the deep, dark woods,
"Kinda. I needed to talk to you about something."
"Eh, what is it?" He asked, as the two of them stopped, reaching an illuminated pond. Shirubi sat herself down in the grass and held her knees.
"What's it like, to you?" She asked quietly. "To live the lifestyle of a Fighter...?"
His eyes opened wide behind his glasses.
"What... ah..."
"It must be a drag," she said, as if in a daze, "to fight all the time, to not have any emotion to call your own, to do everything someone tells you to, to not even have a mind of your own..." She returned to her normal, bubbling tone, "Does it suck?"
"Not really," Kai-kun scoffed, "...when I think about it, I just remember that it beats living the 'normal' life, doesn't it?"
"Kai-kun," she stated, "you sound very, very stupid. Are you saying that its okay to live in your own little bubble and have no will of your own, your God-given free will to go to waste, and completely sell your very soul out to the demons that extinguished the flares of humanity, the very strive for knowledge, power and grace..."
"SHUT UP!" He screamed, letting his voice carry in the nightly breeze. "Just shut up! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!"
Shirubi looked indifferent to his outburst,
"You ever read the book '1984'?"
"Get back on topic," he stated sternly, snatching Shirubi's hand, "you're going somwhere with this. You know something. Tell me. Tell me or..." he stopped dead mid-sentence.
"Or..?" Shirubi questioned, then looked to her hand. "You're crushing my hand... not much of a surprise, is it." She smiled deviously, which motivated him to grab her shoulders.
"What are you talking about?! Stop talking in damned riddles!"
"Kai-kun..." she remarked, "...there is time."
"Time...time...?!" He shouted with a laugh of fury. "What the hell do you mean time?! Damn time! Damn the world! Damn it..." he stood up, releasing his grip on her, "DAMN THE ENTIRE HUMAN RACE FOR ALL I CARE!"
Shirubi shook her head, still with a smile on her face to Kai-kun's insanity.
"Why can't you just deal with it?" She sighed lightly.
"Deal--with--it...?!" he suddenly grabbed her and tossed her to the ground. He had one hand on her throat, the other on her hand. "IF YOU DON'T STOP TALKING, I'LL KILL YOU!"
Again, the silence followed. Shirubi still had a smile on her face, which reflected the shimmering water. Her eyes were half open, which let the vivid green shine through. He felt his grip tighten around her throat, but she didn't seem to care. She just kept on smiling.
"You're nowhere near as good as she was, not even with all the new advances..."
"Sh--" he felt himself losing it. Everything was spiralling out of control. He tried to put his other hand around her neck, but found he just couldn't do it. "Shu...." he stammered. He felt silly, awkward and low. Shirubi opened her eyes completely, still with a smile.
"Kai-kun," she muttered, taking one of his shaking hands in hers. He let her off the ground, and the two of them sat on their knees, facing the other. She held his hand, which she put to her cheek. "Can..." she spoke softly, as if she were to awaken something that had been sleeping for an eternity, a lifetime, "...can you feel that...?"
"Sh..." he still found himself stammering. He decided to say nothing in reply. He was immensely confused, maybe even a little scared.
Gently, she placed his hand on her chest, "Do you feel it...? It's strange, that the heart symbolizes life, and at the same time..." she closed her eyes, ignoring Kai-kun's face turning a bright red. She put her hand to his face. Her eyes were wide and alert, reflecting the white light of the moon above. "I can feel it," she stated quietly after a long while. "Something inside you is alive. You are a human, and therefore a creature of God Himself. Constructed piece by piece, not of man but of God Himself, chosen for a certain task in the great human race, to fulfill something, many things, that will, that free-will given to you, personally..." she closed her eyes and whispered her final statement, "...by God Himself."
The two sat in silence, not an awkward one, but a silent silence. Nothing went through either of their minds, and the rest of the world didn't exist. It was just Shirubi and Kai-kun.
"Gahhhh..." Alex sighed over the phone with Chiisu. "You coulda brought me along..."
"Melissa figured you'd hated it..." he reasoned, "and I thought..."
Alex paced about her room and then sat on her bed,
"Chiisu, but still! You could have at least asked!"
"...but tell me, Alex," Chiisu sounded odd... "...would you have wanted to come anyway?"
There was a silence, and then a dial tone.
Alex had hung up on him.
fin
Chiisu: Hello, boys and girls, to our "Next Episode Corner".
Shirubi: To celebrate the finishment of our fourth episode...
Kai-kun: Wait a bleeping second, "finishment" isn't a---
-KA-TWONK!-
Shirubi: Anyways, we've decided to commemorate this occasion with a special segment, Frequently Asked Questions Corner!
Armadimon: Known as "FAQ"s
Shirubi: Thank you, Armadimon.
Kai-kun: When the hell did we decide on this...?
KA-TWONK!
Chiisu: Our first question...(long silence)
Shirubi/Kai-kun/Armadi: What is it?
Chiisu:...uhh...it says... (all read...all react accordingly)
Shirubi: (crumples up paper) ummmmmm....okay...next question...!
Chiisu: Hey, waitaminnute! This just says..."You will die tomorrow...?"
(all solemnly glare)
Stereo(director-chan): Heheh, yeah...that's for me...
Chiisu: ooooookayyy... next... "Why does this story suck"...?
Shirubi: Easy answer, "SHUT THE F--- UP!"
Chiisu: -gasp!- you can't say the F-word on TV!
Shirubi/Kai-kun: who cares! (all don Nazi-esque outfits) MUAHAHAAHA!
Chiisu: Now you REALLY can't do that!
Shirubi/Kai-kun: Oooookayy...
(turn into sock puppets.)
Chiisu: WTF...?
Armadimon: AAAH! Chiisu said it!
Chiisu: No..No...I didn't! I meant WTC!! WTC!!!
All: GET HIM!
Chiisu: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
Satoru Ibata:.......
"Howitzer": Hey, we get a part now...anyways...uhh... the next episode of DC02,
"With that of a Mission"!
So...don't miss it! Because I have a British accent! "
Satoru Ibata: ....
OO w00t!
(I'm not dead yet!)
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