Break passed in what felt like no time at all and the next lesson seemed to be going on forever. Minamino had started to feel detached from his own body at the middle of break, again, and it was worsening by the minute. He took deep breaths and brought out a seed from his pocket which he studied intently, going over all the facts in his mind to calm the feelings which finally subsided as the teacher entered the room. The teacher was only on the third name in the register when the door flung open and three people, demons, stood in the doorway. Each of them was holding a gun. Panic erupted in the room and Minamino used that as a cover to move over into the shadows; he had a feeling this was going to turn into a blood bath. Just then one of the demons jumped onto a table with one of the girls in the class under his arm, the gun aimed straight for her heart. Silence fell immeadiately in the room and everyone was rigid with fear. Minamino noticed Hinata standing in the shadows near him. He was glad she was safe.
"There is a demon in this room, disguised as one of your classmates." The demon on the table spoke softly, making his voice all the more menacing. "This demon will give themselves up or," he tightened his grip on the girl and she groaned slightly,"i'll kill her." The tension in the room grew to an unbearable amount. There were whispered opinions on who it could be and that they should give themselves up. Minamino stayed quiet and in the shadows with Hinata, also quiet, stood next to him. He wondered what she was thinking. The demon on the table cleared his throat for attention and announced that whoever it was had to admit it within ten seconds otherwise he would shoot her. There was an uproar of people yelling at others to confess, but the one on the table stamped his foot to get order.
"Five seconds." He announced, positioning the girl so he could get a clean shot. The silence was deafening and it was clear that no-one was going to confess. Everyone shuffled to get in a position to be able to help the girl not recieve a fatal shot, even though it probably wouldn't work.
"Too slow." The shot echoed throughout the classroom and there were a flood of pupils trying to get to the girl crying out in agony on the table. The one on the table shook his head. He had misjudged the angle and now he couldn't go in for a second shot without injuring others. He noticed Minamino and Hinata standing away from the crowd and took a second shot. The class froze again and Hinata gasped. Minamino had blocked the bullet deftly with his arm. It stung a little but it was okay.
"Sod this." Someone said and suddenly there were four demons in the classroom. "Pass me my jacket!" She yelled instructions to people to pass her the things she could use to help treat the severly wounded girl. Minamino heard her mention something about having no painkillers and put his hand into his pocket to pull out a plant that would be useful for relieving the pain.
"Minamino!" Hinata tried to stop him pushing his way towards the girl. "You're injured too! You need to take care of yourself!" The concern and worry was evident in her eyes and her voice so he sighed and sat down.
"Give me your belt." He said holding out his hand. She unbuckled it and passed it to him. He tied it tightly around his arm just above the wound to stop the bleeding then stood up and pushed his way through the crowd. Hinata sighed and shook her head. He was hopeless.
"Need painkillers?" He asked the demon nursing the injured girl. She looked at him and took the plant with a sigh of relief.
"Thanks, that'll make things much easier!" She gave it to the girl and she seemed to relax a bit. Minamino helped out as much as he could and between them they managed to get the bullet out and to stop the wound bleeding so that, when the ambulance arrived, all they had to do was take her to hospital to get the wound cleaned and bandaged. Minamino went in the ambulance as well, just so they could clean up his wound. While they were looking at his arm he thought about how quickly the other three demons left when someone had announced that an ambulance had been called. A thought struck him. A thought he didn't like. He supressed a shiver and quickly shunned the thought and that of the haunting prophecy that came to his mind at the same time.