Update time!
Ok, So hopefully this chapter will not be as rusty at the last; But lets just see how it goes!
We'll be meeting some of the characters in this chapter, not all of them though^^
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Deidara's POV
I stirred groggily, clutching the top of my head. An irritable pain was coming from there, throbbing almost.
I rubbed the lump, feeling a slight wet-patch on the area, indicating that I was bleeding.
I groaned, sitting up slightly, in attempt to become aware of my surroundings.
The first thing I noticed, was that I was sat in a dark classroom. Before I could look around any more, I became irritated by a tight sensation around my neck. Wanting to investigate, I wrapped my hands around it, feeling a metal-like collar.
I immediately panicked, and tried pulling the collar off. Breathing heavily, I looked around the classroom, noticing multiple students in the exact same position as me.
I recognized most of them as brutes from my classroom, but some of them, I didn't know at all.
The whole room was full of students, some unconscious, some crying, some shocked.
Well, most of them were shocked.
And scared shitless, of course.
My eyes then fell onto a familiar form, Konan, unconscious on the floor.
"Konan, un..." I muttered, bending down and shaking the shoulders of my blue-haired friend.
Konan mumbled some unresponsive words, hinting that she was still completely unconscious.
I sighed in frustration, and began searching the classroom for someone I actually knew.
"Hidan, un!" I cried, spotting the silver-haired boy, laying on the floor. He also appeared to be unconscious, but slowly slipping out of it.
"What...?" Hidan mumbled in reply, turning his head towards the side.
I smiled in relief, holding my hand against Hidan's broad chest.
Groaning sounds were heard all over the classroom, as the other students began to regain consciousness.
A few girls stood up, looking extremely frightened, gazing off into the corner of the class room.
I raised an eyebrow, following their gaze, my eyes falling on the most terrifying being I had ever seen.
A form was sitting onto of a desk, on the left-side of the classroom. He was tall, and incredibly muscular, wearing a simple, navy-blue tracksuit, and a grey rag, wrapped around his forehead. Also, like everyone else, he wore the same metallic collar.
Sickly pale-blue skin made him stand out, marked with black, gill-like tattoos. His features were jagged and rough, and a psychotic grin was slapped across his face, displaying his terrifying sharp teeth.
I shuddered, trying not to stare too much at the terrifying man. Although, he had already noticed the class staring, as he gave us a fierce glare, sending the front row back in shock.
I then noticed everyone staring at the right-side of the classroom, eyeing another form, also sitting on-top of the desk.
This person was slightly shorter, and less built. He had sickly, pale skin, and a long face with pronounced cheekbones. His amber eyes stood out, with slits in his pupils, and strange purple make-up around his eyes. He wore a simple white shirt, along with black skinny jeans, and a thick leather jacket, with the collar popped up.
As he noticed us catch his eye, the pale man turned his head, sticking his long tongue out in a rude manner.
No-one dared to move.
I had no idea who these people were. They could be criminals for all I knew, in fact, they looked like criminals.
Suddenly, a large rumbling sound was heard from outside, and we all ran to the windows, quickly pulling open the dark curtains.
I noticed that it was now night time outside; Time had obviously passed quickly.
A blinding light beamed through the window. I shielded my eyes with the top of my hand, managing to take a look at the sight.
I spied a large helicopter, at least 4 meters away from the window. As it eventually landed, I spotted numerous amounts of army trucks, just like the ones from the coach. Hundreds of men, equipped with large guns, stood by the vehicles, fierce expressions plastered onto their faces.
My eyes then fell onto a middle-aged man, climbing out from the helicopter. He looked relatively normal, despite his silver, messy hair, and blue mask, which covered the bottom-half of his face. I couldn't make out the rest, but I verified that he was wearing a deep purple track-suit.
Then, He disappeared.
I, along with most of the class, stepped back in fear, too afraid to even think what was going to happen next.
"Deidara..." Hidan began, standing next to me. I looked at my friend with wide eyes, waiting for him to continue. "If this is your sick idea of a fucking joke, then I'm actually going to kill you...".
I raised an eyebrow at my friend, shaking my head in reply.
"I wouldn't go this far, un..." I whispered, shaking.
Suddenly, a loud thumping sound was heard from outside the door, only to be revealed as marching. I stood as close to the window as I could, away from the door, along with most of the class.
The door slammed open, revealing a well-built man, in full military armor.
"After you." He stated, extending his hand out.
The middle-aged man in the purple track-suit stepped forward, standing in front of a large chalk-board at the front of the class. He was followed by at least 20 soldiers, spreading themselves out around the classroom.
"Who the hell are you?" Hidan yelled, glaring at the silver-haired man.
"Sit down." He demanded in a lazy monotone, completely ignoring Hidan's previous question.
Everyone, including myself, stared at the man in confusion.
A tall army man stepped forward, glaring fiercely at us.
"Sit down!" He bellowed, glaring at us in disgust.
I immediately sat down, followed by Hidan, followed by the rest of the class. I noticed some of the girls grabbing chairs, and sitting on them, instead of the dusty floor.
I couldn't give a shit where I sat; I just didn't want to be screamed at again.
"My name is Kakashi." The silver-haired man stated, leaning lazily against the wooden desk in front of him. "I'll be your teacher for today; Let's be friends." He smirked.
Everyone looked confused.
"You'll probably notice that not everyone here was in your previous class. All together, there are 4 different classes mixed together in this room, forming one large class." He continued, pointing to random students. "You may also notice 2 students at the back. They'll be the new transfer students."
I turned around, eyeing the 2 strange students.
"Kisame over there..." Kakashi pointed out towards the blue-skinned man. "Orochimaru over there." He then pointed towards the extremely pale one.
I quickly scanned both of the 'students', trying not to frown.
"Be nice to them." He added, still leaning against the desk.
He then turned around towards the chalk-board, pulling out a short piece of chalk from his pocket, scribbling down something onto the board; Later revealed to be "The B.R Act".
Just then, a ginger-haired male stood up. His hair was extremely spiky, and his face was littered with numerous piercings. His eyes were a pale violet colour, and had no whites or pupils, just ringlets. He wore a standard uniform; A white shirt, the sleeves rolled up, black slacks, a black and red tie, and a pair of black school shoes.
"Where the hell are we?" He asked, his eyes narrowing.
Before Kakashi could answer, another boy stood up.
He had long black hair, tied back neatly, so it fell down his back. He also had center-parted bangs that framed his face, extending to his chin. The boy's most distinguishing features were the long, pronounced tear-troughs under his eyes; Which were a strange red-colour. His uniform was the same as the ginger-haired boy, except neater.
"May I ask what is going on here?" He questioned, tilting his head slightly.
Once again, another student stood up. He was very strange indeed.
He had short, green hair, complemented with a pair of wide, yellow eyes. His most noticeable feature was his strange skin though. One half was completely white, and the other, completely black; Obviously tattoos. His uniform consisted of a long-sleeved white shirt, left un-tucked and scruffy on one side, and neatly tucked in on the other. A green tie, with a small white logo and a pair of grey slacks were also added to the uniform.
"Who are these people?" He demanded, in a rough voice. His expression then immediately softened. "You don't have to tell us if you don't want to..." He then drawled, in a much lighter voice.
I raised an eyebrow at that particular student's statements.
Kakashi completely ignored the three boys, who were all still stood up.
"Have you heard of this law?" The silver-haired man asked, referring to the description on the board.
I didn't even know what the hell "B.R" Stood for, let alone it being a rule!
No-one spoke up, all deciding to stare at the 'teacher' plainly.
"No good." He frowned, pointing towards a few students with the piece of chalk. "That's what this country's become..." He muttered to himself, his eyes narrowing. "Wanna know why?"
Before Kakashi could finish, his eyes fell onto a group of girls, which I recognized from my class.
"No whispering, dammit!" He bellowed, throwing the piece of chalk at the girls.
One of the girls, Hisame, stood up, hitting Kakashi harshly
"You asshole!" She bellowed, glaring at him.
Kakashi turned around, staring softly at Hisame.
"When someone's talking, shut up and listen." He then raised his index finger, poking her harshly in the forehead.
My eyes widened slightly at Kakashi's aggressive behavior; Teachers weren't allowed to act like this.
"It's because of idiots like you, that this country's no good anymore." Kakashi stated, standing at the front of the classroom again.
I looked down towards the floor sadly, still fidgeting with my collar. I hated to admit it, but Kakashi was right.
"So the bigwigs got together and passed this law: Battle Rogue." The silver-haired teacher called out, pointing towards the description on the board.
I raised my eyebrows, curious on the subject of "Battle Rogue"
"So today's lesson is..." Kakashi began, folding his arms behind his back. "You kill each other off."
My eyes went wide.
This couldn't be true.
I noticed numerous members of the class shakily stand up, becoming worried.
"Until there's only one person left. Remember, nothing's against the rules." He added, staring at us seriously.
There was a few seconds of painful silence, until Hidan burst out laughing; Pointing at Kakashi. He immediately stopped though, after Kakashi sent him a death-glare.
"Sensei..." A voice spoke up, revealing to be the red-eyed boy from earlier. "I do not understand what you're saying. This can't possibl-
"Actually Itachi, Your teacher, Mr. Hayushida, deeply opposed the selection of your class..." Kakashi interrupted, walking towards the front of the classroom again.
I noticed a group full of soldiers, wheeling in a large tray. There seemed to be a large lump on top of the tray, completely covered up by a thin, blue sheet.
Kakashi then approached the tray. With little emotion, he quickly gripped hold of the sheet, ripping it off the form; Revealing a fresh corpse, covered in blood.
Screams could be heard all over the classroom, from myself too. I crawled away from Kakashi, trying to hide behind Hidan, who was grimacing to himself.
"Now, calm down!" Kakshi demanded, holding his hands out. "This isn't a good adult." He admitted, pointing towards the corpse, who was obviously the Sensei of the raven-haired boy, now known as "Itachi". "You have to work hard to not become like him." Kakashi added, raising a hand to the soldiers, who then wheeled off the teacher's corpse.
"Now, Time to watch a video." He stated, standing behind the desk, and pointing towards a medium-sized television, positioned in the corner of the room. "No falling asleep now..." He chanted, smirking slightly underneath his strange, blue mask.
The television suddenly switched on, and my eyes became glued to the screen.
"The right way to fight Battle Rogue!" A deep voice in the video yelled.
I raised an eyebrow at the cheerfulness of the voice; This was no laughing matter.
All of a sudden, the camera zoomed onto a strange, middle-aged man. He had a large nose, incredibly thick eyebrows, a 'charming' smile, and a shiny, black bowl-cut. His eyes were large, and his eyelashes stuck out strangely. The weirdest thing about this man though, was his bright green, turtle-neck spandex costume.
Ok, so that part was a "laughing matter".
I smirked slightly at the man's weird fashion sense.
"The fuck...?" I heard Hidan mutter, thankfully quietly.
"Hello everyone!" The man greeted, giving us a thumbs up.
"Hello!" Kakashi called out, clapping.
Everyone gave the teacher a weird look, waiting for the strange man on the television to continue.
"You are the lucky students chosen for this year's Battle Rogue!" The strange man smiled, maintaining his grin. "Congratulations!"
"Thank you!" Kakashi called out again, receiving even more looks.
"Now, I'm going to explain the rules for you..." The man started, holding up his index finger. "Listen well to fight well."
The man's form then zoomed out, and began hovering above a digital version of an island.
"You are on a deserted island that looks like this!" He announced, still smiling. "It's about 10 kilometers around, but we evacuated everyone, so It's completely empty!"
I heard a slight whisper coming from behind me, revealed to be Hisame.
"I said no whispering!" Kakashi screamed, standing up rapidly, and throwing an unknown object at the girl's forehead. I suspected that it was another piece of chalk.
That was until a small, pocket-knife collided with Hisame's head, Digging deeply into her skull.
She was immediately dead. It had taken me at least 10 seconds to realize what had just happened. My face paled in fear, as I shakily crawled back from her corpse. Screaming was heard all around, and students were staring at Kakashi with unimaginable fear.
"Alright, move, move..." Kakashi muttered, walking towards us. Everyone shifted away from the male, afraid to be his next victim.
The silver-haired male approached Hisame's body, bending down.
"Sorry. It's against the rules for me to kill, isn't it?" He smirked, rolling Hisame onto her back with his foot. He then reached down, pulling the blade from her head.
The sound sent chills down my spine.
Everyone screamed at the sight, trying to get away from the psychopath. I legged it towards the exit, along with Hidan, and a few other students. We were immediately pushed back by numerous soldiers, growling words of abuse at us. Hidan wouldn't take any of that, and charged at the group of soldiers. Immediately, they pulled out their firearms, aiming towards the roof.
The next thing I knew, my ears were aching with the awful sound of rapid gunshots.
Everyone got to their knees, or simply ran back to the spot in the middle of the classroom.
I spied Kakashi eyeing me in amusement. I tried not to glare, in fear that he would throw something at me, or order one of his soldiers to shoot at me.
Hidan glared at Kakashi, charging at him.
"You fucking asshole!" He bellowed.
Before Hidan could even lay a punch on Kakashi; The teacher pulled out the same pocket-knife, slashing Hidan across the leg.
"Hidan, un!" I cried, extremely worried for my friend. As I was about to run to him, a soldier stepped in front of Hidan, punching him square in the jaw, sending him flying towards me.
I let out a sigh of relief when I noticed that Hidan was ok. The cut wasn't too deep, and Hidan had quickly managed to stop the bleeding. He was good with handling wounds; Especially his own.
"Back to the video!" Kakashi demanded, sitting on the desk.
"The island is divided into many zones." The strange man began again, showing the clear diagram of the island. "Every 6 hours, your teacher, Kakashi, will broadcast updates!" The man held up 6 fingers, smiling brightly.
"4 times a day!" Kakashi called out to us, later returning his gaze towards the screen.
"About which zones will become danger zones: If you're in those zones, you should leave quickly, because the danger is..." The strange man paused for a while, displaying a cheeky grin. "Boom!" He chuckled.
I felt a bead of sweat run down my forehead. I hoped I was still dreaming. Or in this case, having a nightmare.
"Ok, about the collars you're wearing..." The man smiled, tugging on the collar around his neck.
I glared, fidgeting with my collar once again.
"They're 100% water proof and shockproof." He smiled mischievously. "And permanent..." He added.
I couldn't believe that. I wasn't going to give up on getting that piece of crap off my neck.
"It monitors your pulse, informing us of your location and movements. So if you linger in a danger zone, or cause trouble, we can identify you, and transmit radio waves, that trigger and alarm, and like I said just now, go boom!" He chuckled.
I jolted up, glaring at the screen even more.
"Oh, and if you try to rip it off, It explodes too, so promise not to try that, ok?" The man continued, smirking.
I stared at the screen in shock, half-way through attempting to rip off my collar. Slowly, I let go of it, trying to ignore it's irritable rubbing.
Suddenly, a boy in my class, Zaku Abumi stood up, extending his finger towards Kakashi.
"You asshole!" He screamed, pouncing onto the silver-haired teacher.
"Cut it out!" I heard his friend, Dosu yell; Watching a group of soldiers approach Zaku.
"We're all going to die, and it's all that fucking asshole's fault!" Zaku bellowed, almost in tears. Kakashi sighed, reaching into his pocket, and pulling out a small, square remote.
"I really hate to do this..." Kakashi drawled, holding out the remote towards Zaku's neck, as a soldier held him up.
A loud "beep" sound came from the remote, travelling over to Zaku's collar. A red light formed on it, staring to repeat the beeping noise. The soldier then stepped back, walking towards the other end of the room.
"Better run, guys!" Kakashi chuckled, sitting up slightly.
Everyone circled Zaku, stepping back as far as they could, including his best friend, Dosu. I closed my eyes, too afraid to see what will happen next. I could hear numerous students shifting around and pushing, obviously where Zaku had tried to approach them.
My heart began to race as the beeps became more rapid.
"Help me!" I heard Zaku call out, his voice coated in fear. Screaming could be heard, coming from most of the girls.
I opened my eyes slowly, curious on what would happen next.
Zaku was now standing in the middle of the classroom, tears streaking down his face.
"D-Dosu, help me!" He cried, reaching out to his friend.
Dosu turned his head, trying his best to avoid eye-contact with his friend.
I understood why Dosu was doing this, but he didn't have to be so blunt.
"D-Dosu, Ple-
Before Zaku could finish his last words, his collar let off a strange sound, and before I knew it, blood was spraying across the classroom.
Zaku immediately fell to the floor, dead in seconds.
Whoa, long chapter. I decided to stop that chapter there, as I really dislike writing mega-long chapters...
So anyway, how was it?
Soon the class will actually be fighting, and this fic will be getting somewhere.
I apolagize for the information given in this chapter, Battle Royale is a very complicated game...
Anyway, please review!^^