Fictionless Reality

Ch. 2- The War Begins

The fire alarm blared in the classrooms as the students looked around, puzzled and roused at the sudden alert. The P.A. system activated and through the crackling warming up, the voice of the principle spoke out.

"Attention students, there has been an accident on campus. I repeat, there has been an accident on campus. All students and staff should remain in class until security has dealt with the incident. That is all. Thank you." her voice clicked off and the rumors began.

"Probably another false bomb threat." said one student.

"Yeah, there is never any real danger here." said another.

A girl who sat in the back was talking loudly to her friend, "Oh hells nah! They ain't keepin' my ass in here! The period is almost over!"

"Alright, watch your mouths. We're all going to sit here and wait for them to give us the okay. We should treat every alarm as a serious event. So everyone, keep it to a whisper and stay in the class. You can leave your seats just don't leave the room." the teacher said looking over the folder for emergencies.

Everyone moaned and groaned at the sudden implementation of the school's fire alarm and did what they always did with free time, talk. The only one silent, however, was the boy with the dark-brown hair sitting in the middle of what appeared to be his friends. They began to talk to him but he couldn't hear them. One reason was that he couldn't stop grinning to himself which was evident in his muffled chuckle as he stared ahead; the other reason being he had his headphones on listening to one of his favorite bands, Escape The Fate. As the other students squawked away, he sat there, his thoughts brimming with excitement.

"Hmm, well, well, well. Who could it be this week?" he thought. "It's probably D. He likes to come to my school more than Ed. I guess I can always have a look for myself." he chuckled to himself again as he could feel the sensation again. It had been almost three months since he had first used it but it still felt the same, exhilarating. His eyes intensified as the gurgling turned his vision into the bluish world that he had come to love.

Through the concrete walls, metal, wires, and all, he could see clear into the open area by the outer wings of the school. As his vision penetrated into the open, he could see bodies that had no trace of chakra in their systems, the security most likely, and then, behind a door crouched in a corner, he could see a familiar shape with chakra flowing exponentially through its veins.

"Yep. That's D. Wonder what he used this time." he thought as he looked around the area. Then, in a glimpse of his eyes, another figure stood. It too had its chakra network alive which meant it must've been one of his friends.

"That's probably Ed looking for D. They better get out of here soon, I want to finish my day without anymore distractions." he closed his eyes and went back to listening to his music.

After about thirty more minutes, the P.A. system came on again with the principals voice sounding more confident but he could here the hesitation that was underneath it. He grinned as he knew his friends had gotten away.

"Attention students. The incident is now over and you may go to your sixth period classes until school ends. That is all. Thank you." the P.A. clicked off with no hesitation. The students got up and went to their next period which would only last about twenty minutes.

He walked out to see his brother walk up to him grinning, he had known who it was too. The two greeted each other with their handshake and walked to class.

"I'm guessing it was D this time huh? The fire alarm made it too obvious." Mark said.

"Yeah, and I think I saw Ed as well. He probably came to pick D up." Al replied.

Mark stopped and looked at his brother, "Wait, Ed came here?"

"Yeah, I saw him over by D when he was hiding."

"Dude, Ed couldn't have been here, he just gave me a call to tell me he was on his way here."

Al thought for a moment then his body tensed up. He looked to his brother slowly, "Wait, your joking right?"

Mark shook his head.

"But wait, that would mean.." Al looked up at his brother's eyes, they both had the same look. "That would mean there is someone else out there who has discovered what we have."

"This isn't good Al. We have to have a meeting today. This is serious."

"I know. Alright. After practice, we'll go to Ed's house. I guess it was bound to happen. We couldn't have been the only ones to come up with the idea." The two parted ways and went on with their day.

At Ed's house, D and Ed were sitting calmly enjoying the peace, as always, when Mark and Al came in and shut the door behind them.

"Guys, we have a problem." Mark said.

"What? The security finally found those bikes I buried last week?" D said jokingly.

Al looked at them both sternly, "No, its serious. We have discovered something. Something you're not going to like."

Ed turned to them on his computer chair, "What?" he said with an annoyed tone.

"Someone was at school. With a live chakra system." Al said.

"Yeah, me." said D.

"No, someone other than you. Other than Ed, me, or Mark." Al said sternly.

Ed's fingers stopped on his keyboard and D's hands released the game controller. They both looked at Al.

"Excuse me? What do you mean Someoneelse?" D asked.

"Exactly what it means. There is someone else out there that has discovered what we have learned." Mark replied.

"Who is it? Do we know them?" Ed asked.

"Nope. I couldn't see a face." Al said.

D stood up, "We need to find out who this guy is. I can't believe he was so close to me and I couldn't sense him."

"Its alright, we have a plan. If this guy knows who we are, we deserve the same. So, we're going to leave him or her a little message next time we see him. Hopefully, he or she will accept our terms and meet us tomorrow." Al said.

"Okay, so until then, we have to stay low. We don't know whether or not they have already started watching us." Mark said.

Both Ed and D nodded and went back to what they were doing. Al and Mark sat down and enjoyed the peacefulness with them. The next day, the brothers got up and went to school as usual. As Al walked through the halls, his eyes darted back and forth from one face to the next to see who could be the potential other. He sighed to himself knowing it was no use, he couldn't pick out anyone by just face alone. He closed his eyes as the veins in his temples bulged slightly allowing him to see a person's face and network without attracting attention to his eyes. He could now scan faces faster and as he did, he came with the same result, nothing. He exited the hall with his eyes still active when he felt a strange rising tension in his stomach. This feeling, he could only describe it as a swelling anxiety, or fear. This was more than enough of a hint for him. He forced his eyes wide and the echoing ping rang out. His eyes were covered in a white film and his facial veins stretched from his temples down to his cheeks. With his eyes fully activated, he forcibly expanded his range to 100 yards. In a split second, he saw it. The figure stood almost shoulder to shoulder with him facing the opposite direction.

"Damn, how did he reach me without me sensing it earlier?" Al thought.

"Don't worry about the small things. I understand you wanted to meet me? I am surprised your range has grown so drastically in only three months. You definitely were made for the Byakugan." the figure smiled, his face obscured from view.

"Who are you? Why have you been watching me and my friends for so long?" Al asked.

"Well, I can answer one of those. We, or rather, I have been watching you to see how you all would progress. Let's just say I am happy with the results." the figure said.

"Alright then, answer this for me. What are you planning for us?"

"Oh, well, I am simply recruiting for a little party me and my friends are going to throw the country. We just want to make sure you can R.S.V.P." he grinned wryly. "While you can.."

"The country? Just how many people like us are there?"

"Oh quite a few, though many have denied our offer and so they have been banned from the party..indefinitely."

Al scowled, "Quit beating around the bush. I don't know what you're planning but if you want a fight, you've got one."

The figure chuckled, "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Such violent behavior. We would hate to ruin the party for you and your friends so soon. Be a smart boy and join us before the party gets underway. You won't want to be around the likes of these people when it starts." he pointed to the frozen bodies around the two of them.

"What? Wait. I know what this is. Genjutsu. I was caught the moment my Byakugan saw you. Am I correct?"

"Bingo! You sure are smart for a kid. But it doesn't matter. I'm only going to ask once so when I see you again. I'll expect an answer. Until we meet again, Al." he blinked and there Al was, standing by himself with people walking by normally.

He stood there still as his mind raced. This man, he had given so little information but its impact was stronger than anything he had heard. This was going to be big, bigger than anything he had witnessed in his lifetime. Through the rest of the day, Al went to his classes but spoke not a word, even for role call. His friends tried to speak to him but the shock of his confrontation had him speechless. At the end of the day, he walked to his car and waited for his brother to come get his bag. As his brother walked up, with his female friend with him, he tried to make light talk with Al.

"Hey bro! Your here awful early, did you even go to sixth period?" he chuckled.

Al's eyes were stern, "Mark, get in the car, we're going to Ed's."

"Whoa Whoa wait! I can't up and leave, SAL is in less than a week! I can't miss practice anymore!" he got his bag and turned around to walk away.

A sharp ping rang out making a chill go through his spine, "Mark, you turn around and get in the car, your SAL and everything else means nothing right now. Just get in the car and lets go."

Shocked at his brother he turned to him, "Alright. This better be good."

The two got in the car and drove silently to Ed's house. With his Byakugan still activated, he drove far past the speed limit dodging between cars effortlessly. When they arrived, Al and Mark got out quickly as they stormed into Ed's house. They went to the door and saw it was locked. Al growled as he palmed the door off its hinges with a burst of chakra.

"What the hell?! Why did you break my door dammit?!" Ed shouted from his computer chair.

"Where's D? We need to talk, now!" Al barked.

"I'm over here dumbass!" D came in from Ed's mom's room.

"Everyone sit down and shut up!" Al yelled as his eyes still flared with intensity.

Everyone took a seat as Al tried to calm down.

"Al, why are you all worked up? I've never seen you so frantic." Mark remarked.

Al took a deep breath and began to speak, "You guys, I ran into him, the person who has been watching us. He caught me in some weird genjutsu and told me something, something your not going to like."

They all had seen why he was so serious and listened intently.

"He told me that there are a lot more people like us out there but I doubt that now. It seems they're planning some kind of 'party' for the whole country, and we're invited. So were the others and when they denied the request, they were banned, permanently."

Mark's eyes widened, "Wait, you don't mean-"

"Exactly, they were killed, by them."

Ed and D looked at each other and then back to Al.

"Apparently, they are planning something big, probably bigger than World War One, Two, and 9/11 combined. We're talking about World War Three. We're talking a Civil War equal to a Nuclear Holocaust."

The three boys stayed silent, Al continued on, "So we have to make a choice, but then again, I'm sure all of us know that there isn't much of one."

Mark took in a breath and looked to his brother, "What your saying is...it seems almost impossible. We've only had our abilities for a few months, we can't possibly match an enemy who has the same abilities as us, if not better, who have had them longer and have an organization going. What can four newbies do against a force like that?"

Al raised his voice, "If we don't do anything, the whole country, maybe even the world, will be in jeopardy! Thousands, maybe millions, will be killed if we don't try! Even if we are just four newbs, weren't the Mirage 5 just the same? We cannot deny that if they could do it, even if it was a cartoon, we could too. We have all their abilities at our fingertips with more inventive, more insurmountable determination than they ever had! I believe we can do it. This isn't time to be logical, the logic ended when we first gained these powers. We have to do what we can or the better good."

D chuckled, "Nice speech dude. I think your right. We always talked about what would happen if zombies attacked or ninjas were real and now we have a chance to prove that our words were not just big talk."

"Yeah, your right bro. This isn't the time for doubt. In this world, I'm sure that there will be more who will join in protecting that which they love. We will not fight alone."

Ed nodded, "Yup, all that cliché shit and more."

They all grinned, "Alright then, tomorrow, or whenever that guy comes back, I'll be sure to give him our answer."

They all went about their business and Mark and Al went away for a private session secluded and where not even the smallest of cameras or sharpest of eyes could find. Ed and D had done the same. A quick five-hour session would be just what they would need to be ready if the day came tomorrow. Unfortunately, it was not. So they trained every day for almost a month waiting for the day the man would appear again.

Since their training spot was never found, they could harbor much more worthwhile training than they could in the open. They continued with their school and that was the only time they were able to be seen. It just so happened, that on the one month anniversary of the man's previous meeting he appeared again. Al had been walking to lunch, not even paying attention to anything around him when he felt that familiar anxiety in his body. Surrounded by portable classrooms and the last wing attached to the main school, there was only a single walkway between them which had students bustling around for lunch. Al looked up with his hood on, his hair slightly covering his right eye, and saw, in the distance, the man he had seen before. He could see his face now, he had a lean jaw, blonde hair, and, the thing that made his demeanor truly fierce, his blood red eyes.

"So, that is how you caught me before. You have the Sharingan." Al said. All sound except their voices died.

The man chuckled and gave a half-bow at Al, "Long time no see Al, you've been M.I.A. for quite a few days. You guys aren't planning anything right? Of course not. And yes, these did the trick. My associates know me as Kira. But you can call me Johnny." his eyes flared, Al could see the circled imprints on his eyes. It was a full Sharingan.

"Hmph, Johnny. They call you Kira no doubt for your red eyes, it's a painfully obvious reference. But enough pleasantries, I'm sure your wanting to hear our answer." Al replied.

"Of course. So, what's it going to be kid? Are you in or are you out?" he narrowed his eyes and grinned wickedly.

Al began to chuckle as he placed his hands in his jacket pockets, "You said your having a party and your throwing it for the whole country. I hope you don't think we're that dumb not to see what you meant."

"Of course not, but we know you'll make the smart choice." Kira replied.

"Well, I only have a few things to tell you. One, we are making the right choice, and its not always the smartest choice." Al pulled his hood off and kept his eyes down. His hair dangled lightly over his eyes.

Kira looked at him sternly, "Watch what your saying Al, I don't think your thinking clearly."

"Oh I am. And as for the second thing..." he felt his body tighten as he could feel the chakra coursing in his veins, "If it's a war your looking for..then you've GOT ONE!" he looked up as his Byakugan ignited at full strength sending a shrieking, echoing ping that made everyone look at him. He placed his right hand in front of him and cocked his index and middle finger. He placed his left hand back against his hip and widened his stance.

"What?! That stance..he couldn't possibly plan on using that here,not with all these people!" Kira took a step back.

Al took in a deep breath, he could feel the chakra building in his palm. People around him began to stare and snicker slightly, they didn't suspect what was to come next. He grinned, this was going to be one of his best shots, "Hakke:..." he turned his palm right-side up and cocked it back more, "Kyushou!" he thrusted his palm at Kira sending a huge blast of wind and chakra at him.

People began to get blasted into the sides of the buildings while some were pressed into the ground. Their screams were canceled out by the huge whirling rush of air and chakra aimed towards Kira. His eyes widened, he never thought he would unleash a technique that strong with other people around. He felt the collision of force in his body as he was catapulted far back towards the bike rack by the cafeteria sending rubble and debris into the air. Through the bent wires and concrete, Kira dusted himself off and let out a few quick coughs. He chuckled as he used his thumb to wipe blood from his lip. He looked out at the course of Al's technique and saw the ground parted, trees bent and tattered, and people strewn about.

"That boy, he used that technique right in plain view. Now people will definitely know about us. This has completely ruined our plans! Those four boys will pay for this."

Suddenly, Al could be seen in the distance, approaching fast. His eyes burning with intensity as Kira stood silently. Al could feel the swelling of chakra in his hands as he grew closer. His eyes locked with Kira's as his wicked grin appeared slowly. Al felt the pressure around him increase and his movements slowing down. Before he could fight the force, Kira disappeared in a black, swirling fog. When he had disappeared, the pressure ceased and Al began to feel the effects of his blast. His Byakugan reverted back to his normal eyes and slowly began to blur. He staggered and fell to one knee, he had never used such a large amount of chakra in one blast before. As he knelt down, he could see, in the corners of his eyes, figures moving quickly towards him. His eyes focused enough for him to see that they were security guards and faculty members. He was too tired to resist so he bent his head forward and fell asleep.

His eyes opened slowly, they ached. He looked slowly left to right and saw that he was in a hospital, not his room like last time. He tried to sit up but he was strapped down. He sighed, he knew what had happened. After a few minutes, his eyes adapted to the surroundings and he took a good look around. It was pure white, everything looked pristine and sterile, that wasn't good. It was always these kinds of situations where the worst would happen. He knew he had to get out, but he was curious to see what his captors had to say. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the leather straps holding him down. His chakra was still functioning which meant he could still use Jyãken. He concentrated on individual parts and with a quick breath, the straps had been cut in places that could not been seen easily. So then, he waited for someone to come in and try to explain his situation.

A doctor in a white coat walked in smiling, "Well good morning there Al. You feeling okay?"

"I'm fine, except for being strapped to a bed." he replied bitterly.

"Oh right, sorry then. Well, Al, the thing is you did something at school that was rather odd."

"Was it now? I had no idea when I sent that guy into the bike rack or sent all those people into the walls and floor." Al remarked.

"Now don't be difficult, I am just saying what you did no ordinary person can do. And so, we're here to discover why you can." he walked over to a table with a few instruments on it. He picked up a stethoscope and placed it on Al's chest.

"There is nothing physically wrong with me. If anything, I merely used what had been in me all my life." Al said as the doctor examined him.

"Whether or not that is true will be found out sooner or later. I'm sending you to get a CAT scan and take some x-rays, okay?" the doctor walked behind the bed and began to wheel it out of the room.

Al looked around outside his room, it was a hospital alright, but one he had never seen before. Was he still in his hometown? He saw glass panes with people inside the rooms. They were couched in corners or sprawled on the floor babbling. As he past by the last three, his eyes widened as he saw Mark, Ed, and D in them, each other sitting in the corners in straight-jackets. His eyes were transfixed on his brother's as it seemed his eyes followed his through the two-way mirror. Al went into a room, it had a machine and a large box that was open at both ends. The doctor wheeled him onto a platform and collapsed the legs so that he could lay with his head towards the machine. He heard the gears whirring as he slowly moved into the machine.

"Now don't move around Al, this machine is very sensitive. What I want you to do is to do whatever it is you do that activates your little trick while inside." the doctor ordered.

"Alright, whatever you say." when his head had reached completely in he felt the gurgling as his eyes shot open. The ping rang out as he could see through the machine and into the ceiling. After a few minutes, he was moved out of the machine.

"Good job Al. Now for the x-rays." he was wheeled over to the box and pushed through one side. As he heard the machine start up, he could hear things breaking on the other side of the door. The doctor looked over quickly and gasped.

Al chuckled, "It seems my friends and I are leaving now. Thanks for the check-up, but we have a world to save." he sat up and jumped off the bed and out of the machine.

He reeled back and slammed his palm into the door and sent it flying. He looked around and saw broken glass, melted doors, and holes everywhere. He took a few steps out and saw a security guard get pinned to the wall beside him by what appeared to be a rib cage. He grinned and saw a figure walk out with a straight-jacket filled with holes. His hands covered in white bone and parts of his chest, neck and face revealing bone beneath.

"That's a nice look for you Mark. You should hold onto the jacket." Al said chuckling.

Mark sighed and pushed back his hair as his skin repaired and the bones sticking from his body retracted, "The punk shot me, a lot! The least I can do is keep the jacket." he smiled wryly.

The sound of a small explosion followed by a trail of ice jaggedly breaking out of the doorframe and glass pane made the both of them look to see their third comrade.

"Dammit, I'm tired of being called nigga! First by you guys, then school, and now that stupid guard! Its annoying as hell!" D ranted as he stepped out of the door way.

"We know D, its because your black." remarked Mark laughing.

D flipped him off and stood next to the both of them.

"What about me? No one bothered to ask me how the guards bothered me." said Ed walking out of his door calmly.

They looked at him puzzled, "What did you do then, Ed?" asked Al.

He shrugged, "I just made him think that the room was melting and that the chair was the only thing that could save him." he laughed.

"Genjutsu? Odd, I forgot that he could do that." said Al.

"Us too." said Mark and D simultaneously.

The four of them made their way out quickly without drawing more attention and escaped into the woods nearby. They continued running for a good hour before stopping and resting. They crouched beneath a large rock formation and decided to wait until the late afternoon before discussing anything. When the sun finally set in the distance and the sky became a deep orange hue, the four of them came together to discuss their ordeal.

"Okay, so what happened to you Al? You up and disappeared from school." Mark asked.

"Well, I met with the man again, he calls himself Kira." Al said.

"What? What happened?"

"I told our answer, and if he wanted a war, he got one." Al grinned.

"You fought him?! That was reckless! He could've killed you bro!" Mark yelled.

"Its okay, I got a surprise on him. He didn't think I would use anything with people around. I showed him. Sent him into the bike rack from the E-Wing." he chuckled.

Mark sighed, "Stop acting so recklessly. What would've happened if we were to lose you?"

"I know, but I had to see just what we were up against. And from the looks of it, we are in for quite a fun trip."

Ed looked at Al, "But wait, what was Kira's ability?"

Al chuckled, "Its obvious isn't it? He called himself Kira for a reason. In Death Note, Kira was characterized by what?"

Mark snapped his fingers, "Red eyes! Wait, he had Sharingan?! You went against a seasoned user of Sharingan and survived?"

"It was luck I assure you, I won't be able to do it twice."

"Did he tell you anything useful?"

"Nothing, just that we were going to pay for ruining their surprise party."

"Please, who do they think they are? They ain't no Akatsuki." D grumbled.

"Who knows, Kira was able to use genjutsu on me without me seeing it coming. Maybe he could even have the Mangekyou. As for his associates, they may posses the sam abilities as the Akatsuki or worse. We have no idea." Al said.

"All we can do is go around and search for answers then." Mark replied.

"Yep, are we all in agreement then?" Al asked.

They all nodded.

"Alright, what we need to do is get some new clothes, we look pretty suspicious in tattered straight-jackets."

"Aww, but I want to keep mine!" protested Mark.

"Okay, okay. You can keep yours for fashion, but as for the rest of us, we need new threads."

Ed and D looked to each other and saw how tattered they were.

Al sighed and pointed down over a cliff side, "We'll head down there to find some clothes, okay? They should have something fashionable for us to wear."

They all stood up and made their ways slowly down to the small town. They crept slowly along the walls of buildings to avoid being see but it did little good because the town was deserted. They gave up being sneaky and just decided to walk out in the open. No sign of life could be seen, not even birds or insects. Despite their current situation, they walked calmly to the nearest retail store. It was locked, but Mark's skeleton key was all they needed. Once inside, Al and Mark went for the supplies that they could find while Ed and D went for clothes. When they met up again, Al and Mark were carrying large backpacks bursting with supplies. Ed and D stepped out wearing their new attire, the tags still attached.

Ed wore a dark blue long-sleeve, slightly trimmed, with black leather gloves, and black khaki shorts that could've been trimmed pants. D wore a large white and black coat, his upper half wrapped in gauze, and big black pants with white splatters over it. He also had black leather gloves and his hair was tied back.

"Whoa, you guys clean up good." Al remarked.

"Its easy when you don't have to pay for shit." D said.

"Yerp." quipped Ed.

Mark sighed, "You guys. Oh well, we are the only ones here so why not?" Mark made his way to the clothing as well.

Al put down the supplies and followed his brother. When the two of them emerged, Al was wearing an open, athletic-fit, leather jacket with a cross on the lapel and a white-line pattern along the arms, a pair of gloves made from gauze, a mesh shirt underneath the coat, and a form-fitting black hakama. Mark came out wearing his straight-jacket, buckles released, a black, athletic-fit long-sleeve beneath that, a form-fitting white hakama, and a choker with a cross. Both had their hair down and messy. They looked like opposites but their contrast was little.

"Wow, and I thought Mark looked Emo before" said D.

"Shut up! I like the messy look." said Mark.

"Yeah, Al is the one who looks pretty Emo." interjected Ed.

"Yeah, but not so Emo and more cool." D retorted.

"But hey! Where did you guys get the samurai pants?" Ed asked.

Mark and Al chuckled as Mark answered, "We made them. Cutting the seam and adding more material."

"That's gay! I want a pair." D said.

Al smiled, "Alright, alright. That's enough fashion time. Lets get out of here so that we can find out how to get back home."

As they exited, the sound of the wind had ceased and the atmosphere had grown thick. Their eyes darted around quickly as their bodies tightened. They finally locked into the source and looked up to see a figure on the roof of the building across from them. The figure jumped from the 30-story building and disappeared. It reappeared on the ground in front of them with a grin. It was a girl, no older than they were. She had long blonde hair and a supple figure, something that would easily distract them if they weren't in danger. She spoke to them with a calm tone.

"So this is where you guys ran off to. Not too smart to go straight to the town beneath the facility, eh?"

Mark interrupted her, "Be quiet! Who are you and what do you want?"

She giggled, "Oh, your pretty forceful, I like that. You can call me Yoshira or Yoshi for short." she giggled again.

"That's one thing, now answer the rest of it!" Mark barked.

Yoshi looked at him wickedly, "Well, I was sent by the Organization to apprehend you, your brother, and your friends." her eyes narrowed, "dead or alive..."