Author's note: This is where things get dark...but thanks for waiting.
Battle Royale II: The Game
Chapter 10: Welcome to The Game Part 1
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As a large, black helicopter landed on the rooftop of an abandoned school building, several men in black suits exited out, followed by a tall, beautiful woman with dark hair. Making sure her hair wasn't in her face all the time, she had worn a large hat that framed her face perfectly.
The woman, Renge Ayatsuji, smiled confidently as her entourage escorted her to one of the classrooms, and thanked them before entering it. As she sat at the teacher's desk, she watched as all 42 students, clad in the clothes they wore last night, were ready to awaken after a few hours of 'sleep'.
Indeed, all of them, except Keiji, began to regain consciousness, until they noticed what appeared to be circles of metal around their necks.
"Keiji...? Are you up, man?" Daiki asked.
"What the hell is this thing around my neck?" Kazue asked.
"Is this...?" Naoko asked.
Soon, Keiji slowly opened his eyes, and found himself sitting next to his friend, before noticing the strange metal circle around his neck. Just as he was about to mess with it, Ayatsuji's voice spoke up.
"Good morning, Keiji Miyazaki. I'd been anticipating your arrival, as was everyone else's." she said.
"Huh..." the brown-haired youth asked, before his eyes began to widen. "Where are we?!" he asked as he stood up.
"Welcome to the game; or as we like to call it, welcome to the Program." she replied.
"The...the Program?! You...!" he exclaimed, his eyes starting to fuel with rage.
"That's right; the same Program that the daughter of one of your father's buddies got involved in...and died in the end." she told him, removing her hat.
"That's bullshit! That Miyazaki dude's old man tried to put an end to it!" Tooru exclaimed.
"But...whatever happened to the old one? You know, Yonemi Kamon?" Tomomi asked.
"He was taken out by some unruly students that chose to defy the Program. Now I take his place, and I call the shots from this point on." Ayatsuji replied.
"Oh god...!" Yumi's eyes widened in terror.
"You mean, Shuya Nanahara? Noriko Nakagawa? Shogo Kawada?" Keiji asked.
"That's right." the older woman replied, which made him more infuriated than ever. "Even your father planned a rebellion against the government, but it backfired not once, but twice. The first time it backfired, was that the fake bus driver had already taken the old bus driver's place, and the second time, Miyazaki tried to take down Kamon, but he and Whirlwind were captured."
The brown-haired youth could only grit his teeth with fury, and Erika immediately got out of her desk and ran over to Ayatsuji, attempting to attack her. However, the taller black-haired woman punched her in the stomach, prompting the younger girl to clutch her stomach as she sheepishly returned to her desk.
"You bitch!" the girl exclaimed.
"Excuse me, but may I use the restroom?" Shiori asked.
"Not now." Ayatsuji replied, prompting the reddish-brown haired girl to roll her eyes in disgust.
"Where's Miss Matsuyama?" Tomoko asked.
The older woman's widened a bit, but she smirked as she said, "I thought you never asked."
Walking towards a rather large television set, she switched it on, and on the screen, was Miyuki, still alive, but confined to an electric chair, her teeth constantly gnawing on a pipe-like gag so that her screams and cries from help were often muffled. Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she stared straight into space, which immediately prompted the entire class to notice.
"With that said, only one of you hapless students can get out alive: you just have to kill everyone else, and once you've done that, your precious Matsuyama will be free. But, when the time limit ends, everyone will die, including Matsuyama herself. Except for me, as I'm basically enjoying the show here." Ayatsuji said. "Any questions?"
Sayako was furious as she stood up, "Are you crazy?! I don't want to kill any of my friends! Do you hear me, you guys?! I want out of this right now! So who's with me?!"
Ayumu, who was sitting next to the black-haired girl, nodded in agreement, though she wasn't going to voice her opinion.
"Is that so?" the older woman asked, her eyebrows furrowing in disappointment. "Very well."
She stood, and took out a Desert Eagle from her jacket, and carefully aimed it at Sayako. All it took was one bullet to the head, and she hit the ground, making her the first student in the class to die.
Sayako Matsubara, Girl #5, deceased
"OH MY GOD!" Natsuko screamed.
Sayako's circle of friends, excluding Ibuki and Kazue, were immediately screaming and crying as they hovered over her corpse. Keiji shuddered, trying not to vomit or scream or even cry, and before long, the rest of the class were panicking.
Kanami was screaming in terror and tried to exit the classroom, but Ayatsuji shot at her left arm, prompting the brown-haired girl to clutch her arm in pain. "KANAMI!" Daiki screamed, before attempting to attack the older woman.
He threw a flurry of attempted punches at her, but she took out a knife from her bag, and proceeded to stab him in the right hand. However, it didn't stop the freckle-faced youth from using his only good hand to try and punch her.
Keigo, Keiichi and Keiji immediately went to Daiki and grabbed him, bringing him back to his desk. "Please calm down! Everyone, CALM DOWN!" Seiji yelled.
"Screw this." Ayatsuji sighed as she took out what appeared to be a remote control, and after pressing a few buttons, the curly-haired youth began to hear a ticking sound around his neck.
"What...what's going on?!" Daiki asked.
"Daiki! The collar!" Keiji yelled.
"What collar?!" the brown-haired youth asked, before he noticed that it was his own collar that was set to explode. "NO! OH GOD NO! KEIJI!"
As all the other students were lined up against the wall, except Daiki, they watched in horror as the collar set itself off, blowing his head to smithereens, and his body ended up collapsing to the floor. The entire class were screaming in panic (except Akihito and Takagi), even Miyuki was screaming through the gag.
Daiki Uehara, Boy #15, deceased
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With love for my fans,
Chrissy
