"Seirin. A team stronger than my own, Rakuzan. I have to say, they are not that bad. Absoluteness still resides within me, but for an evil reason. Murder and frame. Horror and panic, meaning death. I have dealt my best friend prison time for something that he did not commit. Second degree murder of a nineteen year old girl. But the trick is that Tetsuya did do it, but in a way that involves me and him being unconscious. Could my life get any better? The answer is yes, sadly. I've destroyed three so far… just a few more to go."- Akashi Seijuuro
Chapter 12: What the Hell?! Part I
"Oh my god, I totally forgot!" Izuki complained, banging his head on his desk in despair.
"Are you guys fucking serious?! I told you constantly to study after basketball practice everyday! Use your damn ears once in a while," Coach said, folding her arms.
Seirin sunk their heads, taking in the worst moment of their lives. Today was the official start of Periodic Assessment week, and most of them had forgotten to study both math and ELA topics. Riko actually did something useful as taking her time to make a study guide for them, and the guys barely had the decency to even take a glimpse at it.
"I don't see what's the matter. All the reading tests are going to be about the United States's Revolutionary War and Pearl Harbor," Kagami mumbled while playing with a ball with his left hand.
Hyuuga slammed his fist on the red head's table. "No duh, you idiot! How do you expect to memorize all that crap in the first place?! We didn't have time to go over absolutely anything! God I'm pissed!"
"I'm so pissed I need to take a piss," Izuki commented.
"That's not even funny!" the man with glasses responded. He was on fire.
"Actually, I studied. Both math and ELA subjects," Furihata said, grabbing everyone's attention suddenly.
Kiyoshi patted the boy on the back. "Good job, Furihata. See guys? People that get ignored most of the time are the ones that get praised for do-"
A large textbook fell and the team gasped. Koganei turned towards the entrance of class 1-B when he saw a tuft of hair. Light red hair. "Kagami, if you're in here, why is there red hair out there?"
The dark red head gasped and covered his mouth. Seirin were the only ones in the room, and Kagami definitely knew who it was. The person transferred out of Kuroko's body and arrived at their school, their territory.
"A… Akashi…"
"Kuroko Tetsuya! Rise now!" a hefty guard shouted from the back of a poorly lit, large room.
The blue head stood and sighed internally. He felt awake and full of energy, but the guards always drugged him with a somewhat dangerous sleeping pill. One hour later you'll find yourself knocking out anywhere, even when standing.
Kuroko sauntered towards the end of the room where the mean men were waiting for him. The one with a freshly groomed beard and a pot-bellied stomach roughly took him by the arm, plied his mouth open and shoved four pills down the boy's throat without mere hesitation.
The pallid boy grunted in pain and a few tears fell down from his eyes as the other prisoners laughed.
'It is going to be their turn next, so they obviously shouldn't be laughing,' he thought while rolling his eyes.
The guard cleared his throat rudely and hit Kuroko on the back with a baseball bat. "Bend down! It's time for your daily punushment!"
The latter forcefully bent down on one knee and closed his eyes. He was ready for it and clutched his heart internally.
"You have committed a horrible crime, Kuroko Tetsuya! And you deserve this big time!" He swatted the large bat on the boy's back and out of it came blue crackling electricity. It turned the room dark, and all the other prisoners stared. Then laughed their asses off.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!" Kuroko screamed and shrieked. His eyes flew open in shock. Saliva dropped from his mouth and his body shivered.
The jowly stopped after he was fully satisfied, and Kuroko fell to the ground motionless, smoke fuming from his body.
"Why hello, Seirin. Fancy meeting you here," Akashi greeted while walking into the room slowly.
Kagami stepped forward and clenched his fists, "You! What are you doing here?! How did you get out of Kuroko's body?! Get out of here, you framer!"
Coach's eyes flew open in surprise. "Framer? What do you mean, Kagami-kun? How do you know what's going on here?"
"He's the one who framed Kuroko for all the murders. He's the real killer."
"Yes," Akashi slurred, taking a red scissor from his back pocket. He was donned in a white shirt, dark blue skinny jeans, and red and black sneakers. You have to be fresh looking if you wanna be a killer. "I murdered that nine-teen year old girl, Daiki, and Satsuki. It was so much fun to see blood being shed; you should try it. But that's too bad… all of you are next on the list."
The light red head sneered and the door behind him slammed shut. Locked. Then, he thrusted the pair of scissors at the window behind Mitobe, and it multiplied into millions. The team panicked and Koga tried to jam open the windows, but it wouldn't budge.
Kiyoshi attempted to throw a desk at Akashi, but he dodged it gracefully and the lights turned off. Riko sank to her knees covering her mouth. Seirin was trapped inside their own classroom, and they were about to die at the hands of a framer. A dirty, bloody framer.
The school turned silent as if everyone had left, which was slightly true, for an ominous reason that only the framer knew.
"I must say," Akashi began, "I am absolute. That's why I am Akashi Seijuuro, bitch of all absoluteness. Please rest in peace everyone. The world's too horrible to witness." He rose his hand toward his army of red, sharp, and glimmering scissors that were hovering in midair… and they sprang into action, heading straight for the poor basketball team.
Murasakibara sat by himself in Yosen's gym with all the lights off, sulking over Himuro's departure. He wasn't feeling any craves for sweets lately, and that was quite unusual. The giant wondered if Himuro was trying his hardest in America practicing with Alex, and if he would return safely.
His phone vibrated, and a hint of hope appeared on Murasakibara's face. He glanced at the caller ID, and it read 'Muro-chin'.
The text the purple head received was definitely from his boyfriend and it couldn't make him any happier than this.
'Dear Atsushi,
I'm sorry that I haven't sent you any texts for a while after I took my leave. I just wanted to let you know that I'm safe and sound in America, playing my hardest, and that I will be coming back soon. Alex taught me an awesome new trick, and it might take our team to the next level. That's all for now. Make sure to eat well and sleep well, my giant teddy bear.
Sweetly, Himuro Tatsuya.'
Murasakibara wiped his tears away and got up, suddenly feeling re-energized. He jumped off the stage, and headed to the nearest supermarket. He was in for a big meal to live up to Himuro's expectations. No more sulking now. It was time to get back in shape as the real Murasakibara Atsushi.
A swarm of police cars and officers surrounded Seirin Private High School, causing a ruckus to the neighbors nearby. The remnants of students scurried out the building, dying to tell the other authorities what happened.
Officer Shiki Itagaki and Lieutenant Hoshi Takamura burst through the entrance of the school, their guards up. They felt a strange and dark presence near the third floor, and decided to go check it out.
Once there, Shiki took his gun out of his utility belt and told his girlfriend Hoshi to stay here.
"But what… what if something happens to you and you need my help?" she began, twirling her long black hair nervously. Her red eyes shone brightly, but Shiki didn't give in to it.
"No, I'll be just fine alone. I got this shit all under control. You stay here in case someone tries to make their way up. Understand?"
A slight breeze came through the large hallway windows, and the lieutenant finally stopped arguing. "I will give you five minutes to come back."
The latter with red hair nodded, and took off, heading for class 1-B.
Hoshi sighed and straightened up, extracting her guns from her belt. Ready to shoot any villain down that might get in her way.
Shiki waited outside the door of classroom 1-B, anticipating any sight of movement or unusual sound. Once satisfied with nothing, he slid the door open violently and aimed his gun at… nobody? The windows were all shut, so the criminal couldn't have possibly escaped that way. The officer made his way towards the back of the room when he stepped on something. He turned on his flashlight and gasped.
There were the bodies of Seirin, laying on the ground completely motionless and they were all soaked in blood.
"Hoshi!" Shiki shouted, and the girl came running in, shrieking at the dead mess she found near her feet.
"Shiki… what is this? This is horrible! This is madness!"
"It's okay, damn it. Weirdly, they seemed to have been attacked by… scissors. Strange, huh?"
Hoshi examined the bodies closer. Coach Riko Aida's skirt was shredded to pieces and her legs were shrouded with blood. Izuki Shun was on his side, saliva drooling out of the corner of his mouth. Blood was still spilling out of his arm, and Hoshi almost heaved.
"I can't look anymore. It's too disgusting to even stand here. I cannot believe that this was done by a mere pair of scissors like th-"
"It… it wasn't… mere. It was… an army of… t-them," said a raspy voice. It sounded like a person who was running out of breath, desperately clinging onto life internally.
Shiki ambled closer to the closet that was no more than a few feet away from him. The voice kept on speaking about scissors, but it faded little by little, still audible though.
The red headed officer swung the closet door open with Hoshi behind him, clutching her pistol tightly in fear.
The sight in the closet was the one and only Kagami Taiga. A badly beat up, bruised, and covered in blood Kagami Taiga. Next to him laid a dozen of bloody red scissors.
"What… what the hell?" Shiki stammered.
Hiiiiiii! I'm back! Sorry I took too long to update, I was lacking some energy. The officers are my own OC's and they are not related to any anime or manga. They will be showing up a lot more! Please RnR! :()
*Beware kids, scissors that are monitored by Akashi are dangerous! And yes, Alex is the American woman with blond hair.*