How do you do?
Probably just as bored as I am, if you're reading this story.
But my boredom doesn't matter.
Sorry for the wait. To be truthful, I've just been lazy. Don't look at me like that! At least I'm not lying to you!
I've been feeling very horror-ish lately, and have used this to my advantage! So now ya know what to expect.
Here ya go~
Oura grinned in victory as she spotted Artemis and Yukio In the crowd, Yukio's light purple hair attracting her attention like a little beacon. She grinned mischievously as she got an idea. She picked up Inuka again and teleported in front of them, screeching her greeting. Her plan succeeded as poor Artemis yelped and Yukio jumped in surprise.
Oura burst into a fit of laughter, rolling around on the ground.
"You guys… You should've… hah… seen your FACES~!" Oura gasped, still laughing.
Artemis glared at her half-heartedly while Yukio just chuckled.
"Hey Oura, what's up?" Yukio asked as the girl calmed herself.
"Oh that's right!" Oura exclaimed. "'Kira got himself hurt and Laila-chan told me to come get you guys because that hospital they were at was reeeeeaalllyy creepy." She exclaimed, grabbing Yukio and Artemis's wrists.
"Just because the hospital was creepy?" Artemis asked as she and Yukio were dragged off.
"I'm sure it went deeper than that, but since Laila asked us to get to that hospital we should just go." Yukio replied, not bothering to try and stop their hyper cook as she pulled them through the crowd.
Inuka led the way, darting between people as he ran towards the hospital. Oura didn't really try all that hard to dodge people, just ramming through the crowd forcefully.
Artemis sighed, but didn't complain. Yukio just laughed as Oura darted around some random man, causing him to lose his balance and fall into a garbage can on the side of the street.
When they got to the hospital Oura led them right up to the door, ignoring Artemis's discomfort at the sight of the large rat corpses. They all walked in the door in a single file line, first Inuka, then Oura, and then Yukio and Artemis. Artemis frowned when she realized that all the lights were out.
"Oura, are you sure this is the right place? I mean, the creepy part qualifies, but it hardly looks as if someone's been here recently." Artemis said, turning to look for Oura in the darkness, but didn't find her, or Inuka. She yelped when she felt a hand on her shoulder, but relaxed when she realized it was only Yukio.
"Where did Oura go?" Artemis asked.
"I have no idea, but I think that means that we have no choice but to go find her and the others in this weird place." Yukio sighed, frowning as he thought of how they were supposed to find their way around in the dark hospital.
Artemis groaned. "Couldn't they have chosen a more normal hospital, instead of this creepy-as-sh—"
"What's that voice?" Yukio interrupted her.
"What voice?" Artemis asked, only to have Yukio clamp his hand over her mouth.
"Just, shh.." Yukio muttered.
Both of them stood in complete silence, until the voice started up again. It sounded like soft laughter, like a little girl was just down the hall to their right. Yukio grabbed Artemis's hand and started dragging her down the hall.
"Wait, where are we going?" Artemis hissed.
Yukio paused, turning to look at her.
"We're headed to Narnia." He deadpanned, earning him a fist to the head from Artemis. Yukio just snickered quietly.
"I'm being serious, Yukio!" Artemis snapped. "Do you even know how big this place is, or if there's anything dangerous in here?" She added after she calmed down.
"I know that we don't know what to expect, but we have to find Laila and Akira right?" Yukio reasoned. Artemis sighed and accepted her fate.
"What kind of… game are you thinking of?" Akira inquired, glancing around the room.
"Oh, it's quite a fun game, I assure you." Michael said casually. "But before I can tell you the rules, you have to accept my offer."
"That's not very fair…" Akira huffed, crossing his arms like a petulant child.
"Life's not fair, my boy!" Michael replied joyously. "So, do you accept my offer? I'm sure you'll just love the prize I have in store for you…"
"Fine." Akira said, getting annoyed by how much this guy was just playing around. Suddenly the door slammed open, and Michael was on Akira before he could blink. Akira's first instinct was to try and shove this guy off of him, but he knew he had agreed to play this psychopath's game. So instead, he let Michael slap metal cuffs on him and lead him out the door. Akira knew that if he wanted to, he could just turn into a cat and run off, but he had no idea what or who this "prize" was, and he wasn't going to risk getting someone hurt.
"So, you gonna tell me the rules to your game?" Akira asked, watching the doors they passed by. He noticed that every one of them had their own unique color and design, though the halls were just as dirty as before.
"Well, the first rule is that you can use your lovely swords in this game." Michael told him. Instead of making Akira feel relieved, this just worried him more. What kind of game required him to have to use his swords? He had a feeling that he wasn't going to like this.
"The second rule is no venturing into rooms that are along the corridors. Ignore anything you hear," Michael said.
Before Michael could continue, Akira spoke up. "What would I be hearing from those rooms, if anything at all?" He inquired, raising a bright green eyebrow in question.
"Oh, nothing much. Pleading. Yelling. That sort of thing," Michael listed, smiling pleasantly.
Akira frowned as he was led further down the twisting hallway, allowing Michael to continue with his "rules."
"Rule three; You must not have any outside help." Michael said. Akria nodded in understanding.
"Rule four; for every opponent you defeat you will earn a… special little gift from me."
"Special gift?" Akira repeated, looking at him curiously.
"Yes, they're special and a surprise, which means you don't get know what they are just yet."
Akira grumbled to himself at that.
"Rule five; You must defeat the enemy in the given amount of time."
"I'm being timed?" Akira asked, feeling mildly irritated.
"Why of course! It adds to the thrill," Michael explained, as if it was all obvious.
"The thrill of what, fighting against some weird thing that you've created in this cruddy place?" Akira scoffed.
"They aren't things they're my creations, beautiful works of art!" Michael exclaimed, actually sounding offended for a moment. Akira blinked. He hadn't actually expected that to be true… Well, he supposed this just added to how fucked this guy was.
"And lucky for you, if you don't win this game, you and your little friend can become part of my gallery!" Michael exclaimed with child-like glee. "Both of you would be so much fun to work with, you know. Especially with your friend's lovely hair and—"
Wait, you're saying that if I lose, you'll kill me and Laila and put us on display in your sick gallery of human-art?!" Akira hissed.
"Why of course, that's only natural," Michael said.
"Natural my tail…" Akira grumbled. Michael continued, ignoring Akira's comment.
"Rule six; if you manage to stay alive and in one piece by the end of the game, you can have your prize!"
"Yes. Well, that's all the rules. Other than that, it's a free-for-all. Do as you please in order to defeat your opponent." Michael said as they approached a massive door, an off-white color like the rest of the place.
"Am I going to fight more than one opponent in there?" Akira asked as Michael reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring of keys. He first unlocked the huge door, then move on to Akira's handcuffs. Michael pulled Akira's swords from where they rested on his hip, handing them to Akira.
"If I told you, it wouldn't be as fun would it?" Michael said. He pushed Akira inside, giving a little wave as the door slammed shut with a final click from the outside.
Okay, this piece of work had been finished. Took me so long—UGH I had such bad writers block on this for a while T_T BUT IT IS HERE!
We've all had those lazy days (weeks) when we don't feel like doing anything but sitting around... and that's how I've been feeling lately Plus with school projects and all that lovely stuff, I've been a bit pre-occupied..
*cough*excuses*cough*
I hope you enjoyed this chapter! And regardless of whether you did or didn't please review! Shout at me for taking so long for all I care! Just leave a review on your way out~
Bye-bye!
