Tsuna POV
"J-Juudaime? What's happened to you? Who's done this to you? I bet it was those fucking bastards that has trapped us here." Gokudera-kun runs over to me and begins looking me over, the depressed expression on his face starting to get to me. Beside me, the mirror suddenly fades and above us, laughter echoes.
"My, oh my. Satoshi is quick at doing his job. But that doesn't mean he deserves a medal. More like a free pass to the nuthouse." Slowly but surely, a male with orange hair floats down to us, his brown shirt fluttering around his torso until he lands safely on the ground. His piercing green eyes dart to mine and I feel myself pushed back, the fear of seeing his insanity getting to me almost instantly. "Then again, don't we all?"
"Who the fuck are you? Are you one of the bastards that has taken any of the guardians?" Gokudera-kun yells out, hands reaching for dynamites if needed. "If so, I demand you get us out of here. Juudaime needs help and we don't belong here!"
"Well, of course you do. You deserve to be in this world that was created just for you weaklings. A world just for less unfortunate. Isn't it beautiful?" A slight giggle escapes from between his lips and I notice that Gokudera-kun and Yamamoto shiver as I do also. Who is this guy?
"What do you mean? Weaklings? We're far from that, especially with our resolution." Gokudera-kun clenches his hands and glares. I can understand where he's coming from. After everything we've faced, we should have such great resolution that our strength overpowers all. So, what is this guy talking about? Seems he isn't afraid to reveal his insanity.
The man crouches and begins to pluck the strands of grass, one at a time. "You are weaklings because even though we're high-leveled illusionists, none of you haven't been able to see through our weakest images. Like, the illusion around your tenth boss." He waves his hand slightly and suddenly the air around me seems a bit...lighter. The mirror appears again and I look in it to see...that I'm completely normal. There is absolutely nothing wrong with me. My skin is clean of any wounds and my limbs aren't stretched. What?
"That was probably a D-rank illusion and none of you saw the truth. Such wimps. It makes me wonder if you even deserve this world. But, it's not my decision. It never will be." He stands up and waves. "I'll be seeing you guys later. Ciao!" And he disappears, leaving with a random breeze that blows past.
After the incident, my friends and I sort of just stand around for a little bit, trying to figure out what exactly had just happened and explaining what they've discovered. But, coming up with nothing, Gokudera-kun and Yamamoto lead me to the rest of the group, who is all sitting around looking into the palms of their hands.
"Did anybody find anything important?" Yamamoto asks, taking a seat with Gokudera-kun and I. Chrome, Mukuro, Lambo, and Onii-san all nod and each hold up different items.
Chrome presents a necklace with a couple indigo-colored jewels hanging off the chain, glittering as it moves. "This is from my grandmother when I was little. It was only thing I brought into my life with you guys."
Mukuro holds up a small plastic bag with purple hair inside. "This was a piece of my dear Chrome's hair from when I first met her." I glance to Chrome and she blushes, obviously embarrassed that he would treasure such a thing.
"Look at mine!" Lambo yells happily, swinging around a wrapped lollipop with green and red stripes around it. "Before I left Italy, boss gave me this and made me promise to never eat it until I defeat Reborn!"
Onii-chan holds up a key chain and on it is two tiny boxing gloves. "Kyoko made this for me before a competition during my first year of middle school. It's given me good luck since then." With a content sigh, he puts it away and puts on a serious expression. "Okay, we know that Hibari has his. What about you three? Did you find your item?" His gaze seems to linger on me a little and I instantly see that he's sadden by the fact I'm here. It's a bit depressing to see, but I understand. With me here, we're closing in on the end and who knows if that'll be good or bad.
As Yamamoto shakes his head, Gokudera-kun nods and brings out a dynamite with a slightly burnt fuse. "This is one of the dynamites Juudaime put out to protect me. Since that day, I've kept it." I sweatdrop at this. That's completely Gokudera-kun. I should have expected it.
Stepping forward and shoving my hand into my pocket, I say, "I'm unsure if this counts, but I have an important item on me at the moment that might be my part of the key to get us out of here." I pull out the ring from Lancia and the jewel glistens in the setting sun.
"I'm sure that's it, Juudaime. Now, the only one that needs to find his item is baseball freak," Gokudera-kun comments, looking a little too smug about the fact that he's got his thing and the full-blooded Japanese boy doesn't.
"Fat chance you'll be getting out with just shit! You need to be strong too!" We look up and, wearing a light green cape around his frail-like body, was a male with messy purple hair standing atop a rock formation that hadn't previously been there before. "Caw caw caw. This place is turning out like a masterpiece." He pursues his lips. "But I feel like it needs something else. Should I go fetch more weaklings to perfect this painting? Nah, that would somewhat be against the plan. Caw caw caw caw." He floats down and grins with insanity. "But, this isn't."
From the ground, a sickly-looking green begins to escape from the ground and seep around the group, keeping us in place.
"What in the hell?" I yell, pulling hard at my legs, but unable to move. "Is this another illusion?"
"Maybe, maybe not. You should really figure that out before you die right here, right now. Caw caw caw caw caw." With his laughter surrounding us, we continue trying to get free, but failing. This is becoming a little too difficult and that man...he's just standing and laughing at the fact that our death is upon us. I'm starting to wonder what we did so badly.
"Sunny, this isn't part of the plan." We look up at the new voice to see that old man, the one that I saw take Yamamoto and I assume took Hibari also. His face looks quite grim and from the way he is leaning on his cane, it could possible he's ready to kill over any minute. "Stop before I use the last bit of my life to counter your illusions."
"But, Ganta~! I want to mess with them some more. I haven't had such toys since before I joined this rotten group," the purple-haired man, Sunny, whines and grips the cape around him, hiding himself from the world presumably.
"You're going to have to deal until this is over and you can go back to you family."
"But, they might be more independent when I get back. Especially Daisy. I saw the signs of rebellion in his eyes before I left. I'm afraid there will be no more toys left. I need to use these people." Sunny's eyes glisten and he wiggles his fingers a little.
"It's too bad you can't have that. Now, let them go before the plan is ruined." In my head, I can sense the years of wisdom in the man's voice and feel some respect towards him. But then, why is he doing something so evil?
A couple seconds pass before Sunny sighs at Ganta's request and says, "All right. But only because you helped me that one time." The strange green stuff discovers to reveal normal grass and all of us fall to the ground, breathing hard from the fear that had been gathering inside us.
"Let's go. We need to finish preparations for the end." Sunny nods and together they leave. I wish I knew what is happening.
Third POV
"When will the preparations be done, Daisuke?" a deep voice asks from a large throne down to the male with orange hair, who is bowing.
"In approximately one hour, sir. Then, all we'll need is for you to insert your flames to complete it."
"I thought you said that all you needed is an item from each of the Vongola Guardians. What ever happened to that, Daisuke?" Silence echoes for a moment before a scream booms throughout the room. "Don't tell me that they all have their items back! You clumsy dunce! I should kill you for this!" He raises a sword up and slashes out at Daisuke. The blade hits, but then reveals that the man in front of him is actually an illusion. The male glares and puts away his sword. "You got lucky this time."
From a different room, Daisuke watches the action through a mirror. "Not really. I just know what to expect from you, Hisaishi-sama." And then the image disappears and Daisuke collapses on the ground, unmoving.
"Have you found anything yet, Yamamoto?" Tsuna asks, looking inside a few shrubs. "Do you have any idea what it could be?"
"Not at all, Tsuna. The only things important to me are my friends, family, baseball, and the sushi shop. Nothing else really." But as he says this, his brain says, "No, there is something too important. You're just forgetting it."
"That's too bad. Maybe it's got to do with one of those things. Do you own any of the tournament trophies you and the team have received?"
"Nope. They always go into a special case. Nobody sees the reason to individually take them when we've worked together." Yamamoto looks up at the sky and sees the clouds darkening. "Do you think it's going to rain?"
"The sun shines, so I don't see why not, baseball freak," Gokudera mumbles, pulling up a bush from it's roots.
As if the words were a trigger, Yamamoto looks down at his hand and his eyes widen. "The Vongola ring...it's gone." At this, everybody's eyes find a spot on him, each one wider than they should be.
"What the fuck, baseball freak? How could you lose that?" Gokudera asks, stomping around. "we need to hurry and find it. Who knows what the enemy is planning and when they'll go with the plan they were talking about."
"You're right, Gokudera-kun. Let's hurry up," Tsuna commands and then everybody begins searching hard.
"Caw caw caw. Do they think they're going to find this stupid ring?" Sunny asks, twisting the Rain Vongola ring between his friends, crouching and looking into Daisuke's mirror with the owner lying beside him, passed out. "You're so weak, Daisuke. Maybe you should just join with those wimps. They obviously need some help." Rolling his eyes, Sunny stands up and tosses the ring to the side as if it's trash. "I can't wait to watch them die. Caw caw caw caw."
The door shuts behind Sunny as he leaves and the room becomes silent, except for Daisuke's soft breathing and the echo of all previous noises. The ring now sits next the mirror, looking a bit ordinary. Maybe a little too ordinary.
From the opposite wall facing the door, the red-haired boy that took Tsuna and Gokudera, Satoshi, steps through the plaster and into the room with a look of determination. His glance hits Daisuke and he sighs soundly. "Sadly, we all expected you to fall so easily. And yet, nothing has happened. So, what exactly are you doing?" He shakes his head. "It's probably none of my business though." He searches the room with eyes in a quick sweep and he finds the ring in a matter of seconds. "There you are."
As the words escape, the ring glistens a little, as if replying to the red-head. In the mirror, Yamamoto looks up to the sky, as if he sensed the ring doing something. As Satoshi approaches the ring, he hears, "What if the ring is in enemy hands?"
The mirror suddenly goes black as Satoshi's fingers grazes the silver jewelry. "Don't worry, cause it won't again."
Sorry it took so long. So, for part 2, I might be able to get it done and posted this weekend. Can't promise though. And I'm so sorry if it's confusing. It's kinda supposed to be. XD Thanks for the review, Crimefire! Everyone, please review! :D
-Ashley(dolphinherovamp5)