A REALLY WEIRD STORY
Disclaimer: I, hopefully, do not own Gakuen Alice. Because if I do, there will be no fanfics for it, as it will be the WORST in history.
WARNING: The next 3300 words are the most BORING ones in the history, except in history books. Proceed with caution. If you are not patient enough, please close this fic and review as harsh as possible to me.
Chapter 4
Kirin
Alright, after that all-mushy stuff at the end of Chapter 3, along with the horrific news on it, Natsume has tried to form many forms of flames all in one time. He was terribly failed. His training in three days before does not yield him enough power to do it.
And the search of Yuu Tobita and Ruka Nogi has proven something useful after all. Out of the fourteen Kikannouryouku-kei students, they found, three seems fit to be in one group with the holder of memory Alice.
"So those three's Alices has been seen by you before?" Ask Natsume as he pointed into the three pictures show the figure of a bald man (and yet he's 14 years old…) with a knee-long tie (such weird accessories), the figure of a man in black hat that covers his eye, and the figure of a man you guys would call bishoujo.
"Yes, if I remember correctly," Answer Shiroinu, "This bald guy has breathtaking gas Alice, this man in black hat has black cat Alice, and this bishoujo has bomb Alice. Why are the 'bishoujo' words are italicized, anyway?"
That's none of your business. It's what I want. Anyway, you might wonder what happen after the last scene after chapter 3, right? Well, here's what happen.
Scenes after Chapter 3 and Chapter 4 (Call it chapter 3.5 if you want)
"What do you meant, 'Mikan will gone soon'?" Ask Natsume, readying himself to the worst of the worst news.
"You see Mikan right?" Answer Shiroinu, looks as serious as he can.
"Yes. And contrary to what you say, she can speak! She can even cry. What do you looking at? It's not me that make her cry!"
"Well, that just it. My host Alice will eject the 'hosted' and let it wander on its own if the hosted develop enough weakness so they almost die. In this case, Mikan use my body memories, so she can speak and cry."
"And that's mean…?"
"Mikan's memories have gone to the lowest limit. Unbeknownst to me, the memory Alice is infectious. It swallows Mikan's memories slowly and slowly, until…"
"Until what?"
"Until Mikan doesn't even remember her own existence. The memories of our existence are the strongest soul memories of all, so it will take much more time than that."
"Then, we can relax?"
"No. Not at all. Before her memory of existence disappeared, her body memory of breathing will gone much faster. And if she doesn't even remember how to breathe, she will die. Moreover, if the 'hosted' die, her body would not be able to get out from the host, and she will be gone. Forever."
Alright, too many serious stuff. I would rather bungee down to volcano rather than continue so…
Natsume's POV
What the heck, I become the author right now. Well, be prepared to read this humorless fic.
The memories from few days ago (Chapter 3) still on my mind. That annoying girl will be gone soon, and now we don't even have anymore clue than that the name of the memory Alice is Kirin, and he is somehow connected to the bishoujo on the photo.
"It's not like we can force information from a Kikannouryouku-kei student. What other attempt can we use?" Asked Yuu, that class rep with glasses.
"We should ask Kokoroyome. He can read minds, right?" Asked Ruka, remind me of that annoying person with an emotionless face.
"The question is, whether or not will he help us, right? We're facing a dangerous group of Alices here." Reminded that annoying girl's best friend. That black-haired girl with equally emotionless face as Kokoroyome, except that it was not a smile.
Note: If you were paying attention so far, you would notice that I have not spoken of their real names. Their names are unworthy of my attempt.
After few minutes of talking about something which I identify as 'blackmailing', 'threaten', and 'kidnapping'. Those guys are finally made a move.
"Bah, he identifies those words wrong. They only say 'asking', 'asking even more', and about the 'kidnapping' was true. But I hate waiting! Just threaten them!" Said Wrath, while Pride is having fun drinking tea inside Natsume's heart.
Weird, I can 'hear' my anger rising up. Well, it's should not be discussed. It's gotten real.
"Ruka, with your animals, find the guy with dream Alice, that guy with lie detector Alice, and Kokoroyome." Order the class rep to my best friend. Whom does he think he is to give orders?
"Cool down, flame master." Said that dumb cow. Why should I follow his orders? With a single thought, a flame burned that dumb cow's hair a bit. I would like to burn the rest of them, when suddenly I drop down on the floor. This dumb cow's borrowed Alice. I hate it.
"So, what's our move now?"
"Nogi-kun will search high and low for people who could detect what's going on one's head. Tobita-san is going to search for more of Kikannoryouku-kei students. Imai-san is giving every one of us one of her inventions that going to help us. I don't know what it is."
I have gone when he ended speak 'could detect…' I do not like long explanations. Especially with that guy. I do not even realize when that black-haired girl handed me a 'thing' I cannot even describe by words. What the hell is this? Ah, the guidebook!
Okay, so this 'thing' is a tool I could use to solidify my flame. Therefore, I could throw hardened flame balls, swing hardened flame swords, and such stuff. While this stuff might appear useful, it possesses one big flaw; with the hardened flame forms, it could not burn.
Well, as I don't have enough patience to hear what that dumb cow said about my part of work, so I just take the 'hardening' tool and walked out. Oh great, just the view I want to see. A jerk wearing white mask. Persona.
"Have you heard? A group of students has searched our class students?" Ask him. With the coolness that keeps annoy me. Somehow, he could say something stupid. Why doesn't he know that one of the students on the group is Ruka, and whenever there is Ruka, there is always me? Then, if I'm on the group, why can't I KNOW about their objections? He's always has something for me to loathe. I like that part of him.
"Have you any words to spoke?"
"No. I don't"
"Well then, what I'm saying is that when you have spotted ANY information about them, tell me. ANY kind of information." Said him before leaving. Ah, the real author. Have you done bungee into the volcano?
End Natsume's POV
So, is Natsume's style of writing impressing you? IS it? Cool. Well, unbeknownst (the only long words I like to type) to Natsume and even Persona, a person, has standing for a long time, observing the group carefully (two long words…or was it three?) with three other friends.
The three other have the same face as the three that I have described on the third paragraph of this chapter. The remaining one is not.
He is tall, more than 200 cm, just the height of a basketball player, but he did not like sports. He has a knee-long tie (this accessory never fails to entertain me…and go away, long words…) just like the bald guy. His hair is, for god's sake, is knee-long. I wonder how he can wash those…
This person's name is Kirin.
Bah, I want that word to be placed at the end of this chapter, so it will looks like a cool ending…well, it could not happen now.
"So, those are the lower-classmen who searches for us?" Asked Kirin. He recognizes one of them, who have used his Alice to prevent some girl from his absolute memory delete. He do that by absorbing the girl.
"Couldn't you just, like, break their memories?" Ask the bishoujo.
"I can't, and come on, we don't have fun for awhile, right?" Asked Kirin to his fellow classmates.
"But, the flame master is really dangerous…" Said the man in black hat.
"Indeed he is…" Thought Kirin, before continuing, "Should we pay him a visit?"
All four of them made an evil grin. They DO try to look cool…
Their plans succeeded faster that anyone could have thought. Soon, Natsume would have wished to follow their friends. Without any caution, the bld guy's hand were placed on his chin, completely shocking him.
"Hello, Natsume-kun…" Said the bald guy. Unbeknownst (I like this long word!) to him, three more people show up.
"What do you guys want?"
"Isn't it pretty obvious already?" Answered the bald guy (Or would you guys call him BG?)
"We want you to stop your friends, like, from searching us, of course!" Suggested the bishoujo, "And you, the author, couldn't you, like, stop typing my names in italicized manner?"
"I will not stop my friends, unless you recover my friend." Answered Natsume shortly.
After thinking for a while, Kirin replied, "Okay. Which friend?"
This reply shock Natsume. If this person fulfill his wish just like that, why should they, well, actually, his friends, bent high and low to search for him? Just as that thought passed his brain into somewhere else, (I am not good at science) a 'thing' which looks like a black ball with equally black wings, appear from nowhere and stuck at Natsume's hand. The thing exploded afterwards. Luckily, or rather, strangely, no bleeding.
"What the…? How could it be?" Blurted Natsume. Kirin and his friends laughing really hard afterwards for three minutes, before get back to their usual, cool attitude.
"Seriously, who are you to give orders?" Asked the bald guy before patting Natsume's head and leaving. The same words are spoken when the man in black hat and the bishoujo after patting once, mockingly, on Natsume's head. Kirin also doing the same, but before leaving, he's whispering one small word,
"You're weak."
Such words snapped Natsume's consciousness (one long word I always do wrong on its typing) open, and with a single thought, sending an invisible blast of flame towards the whisperer. The flame struck head-on, but Kirin appears harmless.
"My memory Alice can create memories, you know that? I could create memories on your head of you attacking me, while in reality, you never did such thing. Can you differentiate (long words…) the memory I create with the memory of the real?" Challenged Kirin. But that is all Natsume care. Kirin challenged, and there is no way he could back it down.
With the tool ready on his hand, he forms a wavy-form of flame, and hardened it. He throws the hardened flame forward, and shatters it with a burst of flame. The hard flame pieces flew easily to Kirin, but just as easy, Kirin dodges it all. Bringing up a little smirk, the hard flame pieces around Kirin goes back into normal, hot flame (if you can find a cold flame, tell me!). This time, the hot flame bits are too many and too small to dodge, and soon Kirin caught on fire.
"How's THAT?"
"Please! You were going to defeat me with THOSE?" Mocked Kirin, as those superheated speck of dust start to hurt him. Unbeknownst (I only like this long word) to Natsume, this time, his attack IS real, but the 'Kirin' is not.
Within a single second, the 'Kirin' figure swayed and faded into nothingness, while the real Kirin appear, behind the defenseless Natsume, knife pointed into his throat.
"Didn't I tell you before that you are weak? I mean it."
Then, everything faded. The knife on Natsume's throat, gone. His fears, gone. The bald guy, the man in black, and the bishoujo…
"All right, another italicized name! What wrong with, like, your BRAIN, author?"
Now I wonder…
Oh well. Anyway, the scene back to where Kirin and his friends, I am just too lazy to repeat those three repeatedly, meet Natsume. All of the scenes afterward, including the weird-looking bomb, superheated speck of dust, and everything else, is gone. But, hopefully not my likings to a long word of unbeknownst.
"Well, you would see what would happen to YOU if you don't stop your friends."
Now Natsume get the idea. Sure, he is strong, and only few people like him were brought to this world with such amazing raw power, but there are millions of people out there, who could overpower him, whether by raw power or by other means. For his 14 years of life, or actually, about six years of Alice using, Natsume was never this frightened.
Well, the paragraph above is not funny. I hate it. Better put a lighter setting…
"Well, if I were you, I would, like, back off right now and tell my friends to stop their activity." Said the bishou… alright, bishoujo.
"Finally! A non-italicized name!" Said the bishou…jo… oops.
As much as Natsume don't like to run, he has no other choice. Backed off slightly, he turn around and trying to run. But alas, his pride is not letting him do so. Turn around again just as fast as the previous turn-around; he blasts a linear blast of fire. If Kirin or any of his friends were prepared against the linear blast, they were not prepared for what Natsume has in mind.
With a simple concentration, the blast divided into two. Another simple concentration, into four, with another simple one, it divided into hundreds of superheated small lasers. The barrage of superheated small lasers (is SSL a cool name for an attack?) were unsuspected, and it hits its target successfully and without delay. (Delayless. Should I use this word?)
The scene quickly tuned from a peaceful (you call this peaceful?) scene of a prairie, into the tense (it was tense from the beginning, I know) and burning scene of fields of fire. Kirin and his friends stood with burn marks on their clothes and flesh. They were not harmless, but not defeated either.
"You have asked for the worst, flame master…" Mumbled the man in black hat. He lifts his finger as a signal to the bald guy, and the bald guy began concentrating.
Soon, a thick fog blocks the view. It was so thick that Natsume couldn't see anything. Moreover, Natsume soon suffocated himself, desperate for oxygen.
In the surprising turn of events, Natsume try to remember what he has learned today (or actually, in this chapter) from his friends. He remembers one simple thing; Shiroinu says something about breathtaking gas. This definition of 'breathtaking' is not that the gas was cool enough that people will be breathless as of exciting-ness, but just a pure means of 'breath-taking', it takes your breath.
Natsume tries to summon his flames, but his attempt found to be fruitless. In the field where a gas taking your breath, both the oxygen and carbon dioxide (all right, bear with my poor scientific terms) were none, no kind of flame could be made. Flame needs oxygen.
Natsume is in the last drop of his breath. As his consciousness fade, the gas disappear and fade into the scene. Behind the gas, Kirin and his friends were trapped in a black net. Close to the tired Natsume, Shiroinu, Yuu, Hotaru, and Ruka were standing. Shiroinu raise his thumb to Natsume.
"Nice work"
"What?"
"Well? Your work is to face them alone, make them mad enough so the bald guy cast his gas. With the gas, no one could see, and with my nullification Alice and Imai-san's special nullification net, we would be able to catch them. Weren't that what I explained to you on the twenty ninth paragraph of this chapter?"
Natsume could not answer. It was his pride all along. It was his pride that stops him from hearing what Shiroinu has to say. It was his pride that makes him walk away while his friends are working hard. It was thanks to his pride that he is not running away at the first time. By not hearing Shiroinu's plans, by leaving his friends, by boldly facing his more powerful upper-classmen, he was unconsciously doing his work. It was a good turns of coincidental (this is one long word I hate) events, isn't it?
Now that was quick. All good authors would do something more interesting, and maybe longer if they has such scene on their hands. As I was not a good author. I make it short. Well, the time for questioning has come. The one who asks (the asker) and the one who's being asked (the…uumm…asked…) is decided. Natsume and Kokoroyome will ask Kirin, while Hotaru and a guy with dream Alice will ask the bald guy. Shiroinu and Ruka are making sure the man in black hat and the bishoujo in place.
"So, what is you question, oh noble one?" Asked Kirin, mockingly.
"I have no questions. Return that annoying girl's memories."
"Oh? Well, which girl in this academy who has not proved you a single bit of annoyance? I cannot return someone's memories I have never erased in the first place."
Forcing his lips, "Alright, return Mikan's memories. Mikan is that girl with a smiley face and the pigtails"
"Pigtails? I thought 'Mikan' is a girl? How come 'Mikan' has the tails of a pig?"
"Lame joke. Just like what this author like." Answer Shiroinu, while glaring at me. What do you looking at? I made you! You are supposed to be on my side!"
Flames start to rose in four directions.
"I am afraid this is going to hurt"
"It is simple, indeed…"
"No words! Return Mikan's memories now, you ugly giraffe!"
"Referring to harsh words now, do you? Such an impatient kid…"
"You're start to make me mad…"
"Then let's think some logic!"
"What?"
"Think, think, think, you impatient boy! How in the world do you think we, who has been in missions three years ahead of you, giving ourselves to a guy whom we know has friends?"
"What?"
"We have more allies than you, you impatient, silly, stupid kid! How many times must I tell you? You're academically smart, but when it comes to things such as logic, you're a donkey!"
Just as those words were spoken, a bright light erupted in the room from the walls.
"And to tell you one more thing. My 'normal' Alice is not memory Alice. Let your dumb mind solve this simple secret by logic."
Amidst the light, Natsume could see a horrible thing. Kirin's face turns into a green liquid. Behind the liquid was his real face. The slime reformed back, form a completely new face.
"It was not…his real face?"
It was not only his face that turns into green liquid. His body turns into mist, combined into the air, and floated into the air vent. The nullifying net were no use. He could nullify a nullifying.
Their works, from the first paragraph of this chapter into this paragraph (if you still has the patience, count it. How many paragraphs has I made so far?) has been proven to be failed.
They had been outwitted.
Isn't it uncool?
Author's Note: Congratulate yourself if you're reading this. You have suffered 3335 boring words, more than 5 lame fighting scenes, turn of events that is too quick to be true, and these useless notes. Now stand up and run away. Just do something interesting, quick! Meanwhile, congratulation, you has proven yourself a patient people that other people would like to share their boring tales to. This is the longest of my WORST, LEAST ORIGINAL works. Don't read any further!
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"So, it was Natsume all along?"
"Yes, he was foolish, isn't he?"
"Should we…do him?"
"Let's kill his best friend."
