Chapter 2
I awoke to some exotic scent. The aroma was intoxicating, yet I chose to remain wary of it, not knowing whether it was safe or not. I tried to ignore it but my stomach laughed at my attempts, and I soon found myself seeking out the source of the heavenly scent. "Hey, looks like our sleeping beauty is awake". I turned around, guard up on instinct. He was surprised to see a blonde-haired woman with…cat ears? I'm beginning to think I'm still unconscious. "Sorry, didn't mean to startle you!" she said with a smile. I stood there, in a daze. Ever since I can remember, the smiles I've gotten have always struck fear into me. This one is different. Its…warmer. I thought as I stared at her face. She looked surprised. "What? Did I offend you in some way?" I asked. "No... It's just that usually when I talk to guys they stare at my chest." She said with a pout. "Why would I do something like that" I asked, glancing down at said chest. It seemed to have two strange mounds on it. I didn't see the point in them. "I still don't get what you're talking about. Is staring at people's chest some sort of formality here?" I questioned. She looked like she was about to burst out laughing, but then suddenly regained her composure, with a mischievous smile on her face. "Yes, yes it is. Come over here. I'll tell you what else you have to do so that when we go down to dinner, you'll look normal" she said with a grin.
Time skip: 8:00 pm
I walked down the stairs, confidence in my stride. I now knew exactly how to hold a conversation. The first person I encountered had red eyes, long black hair, and a sword. I continued to stare at her chest. "Hmmmmm…" I mumbled. She began to stare at my chest as well. Perfect! Looks like Leone-senpai knew what she was doing. I thought to myself. I did the same thing to a girl with pink hair in pigtails, but she got really angry. Isn't it supposed to be morally wrong to hit an injured person? I could hear Leone-sama laughing hysterically. I've been fooled. I don't see why she's so angry about it though I thought to myself. "Hey, you're awake! That's good." Yelled young man with brown hair. "That voice… your that magic armor man!" I exclaimed. "Sure am! The name's Tatsumi though, not magic armor man." He said with a smile. "I'm Najeda," said the one with the eye patch and metal arm."That's Mein"said Najeda, pointing to the angry, twin-tailed, pink-haired girl on the other side of the table. Mein glared at me at the mention of her name. "—and that's Akame" she said, pointing towards the unnaturally calm black-haired girl next to me. Akame…where have I heard that before. I thought as I dug deeper into my mind to find the answer. A few seconds after that, my head erupted into pain that was so intense that my entire world black. I was still conscious, but my eyelids were too heavy to lift. Especially while I was dealing with a headache that induced pain comparable to all of the scorching fury of hell itself. I tried to scream but instead spit blood all over. I could feel it ooze down my face. My body felt numb. Then I saw something. Scenes…wait no, these were memories. These were MY memories! I watched my entire life flash before my eyes and I saw it. I saw Akame.
I awake to find that my hellish headache has lost quite a bit of its fury, but it's still there. I get out of bed and as I'm about to leave the room that reeked of blood, a guy my age with green hair walks in. "Hey! He's up again" he yelled to the others. I watched them pour in, and to my surprise, even the angry pink-haired girl looked concerned. "What happened!? Do you have some sort of medical condition? Is it chronic—" I cut Najeda off right there. "Akame, we need to talk."