My Psycho Accademia

Chapter Twelve: Reawakening

"Where am I?" Kirisaki asks to a vast emptiness that makes the void. "Where are we." The voices in the void correct him, their response echos into eternity, the correction now filling the void and breaking it's silence or prolonging it at the very least. "Who are you? What do you want with me?" He demands, looking around to try and pinpoint where the voices are coming from, but to no avail. "We are you. We are a part of you." The voices answer, he can hear men and women, old and young speak at once in unison. That only leaves more questions than it does give answers. "All will be known soon. We will gift you something when we meet again." The voices in the void echo, the voices sound contempt, not upset by his presence, but not thrilled by it either. Kirisaki looks behind him to see a shining and blinding light, he looks back at the void. "Who are you?" Kirisaki repeats. "You'll know soon." He runs over to the void, but chains as bright as the light restrain him, they keep him from advancing and they pull him towards it's darkened counterpart. "Your time has not yet come, return and expect unlikely alies, all be some temporary." Before Kirisaki could say anything in return, the chains wrap around his neck and he gets pulled and dragged into the light, engulfing him slowly.

Kirisaki wakes up with a gasp and holds his neck, still feeling a ghostly feeling of the chains and how they tightened around it. Why do voices in people's head have to be so damn vague and cryptic... He quickly scans his surroundings and notices that he's back at his apartment and on the couch. "The hell is this?" He asks himself. "I assumed this was your residence, as I saw you walk out of it." A cold voice replies calmly. Kirisaki looks next to him to where to voice was coming from and sees Subject 28, sitting next to him, slowly revealing herself from her camouflaged state with a calm and with a blank expression. Kirisaki turns his arm into a blade in a flash. "Great, my first stalker. I'll be sure to mount your head over my bed as a memorandum." He says with in an irritated tone and twisted smile. "C-calm down, she saved your life and actually brought you here in one piece..." Anne says shakily, putting an emphasis on the "one piece" bit. Kirisaki sees Anne and Anzen at the kitchen counter. "She, apparently, owes you her life as well and wanted to "repay" you." Anzen states while rubbing his forehead, either trying to make sense of the situation or comming to terms with it. "It is true, I am in your debt and I would like to be your deciple." Subject 28 says. Kirisaki scoffs at the notion. "How do you even know what a "deciple" is??" He asks while turning his arm to normal reluctantly. "She told us what she wanted to do and we just gave her the proper name for it." Anzen says, slightly smug and enjoying seeing Kirisaki so annoyed and caught off guard. Kirisaki glares at him in return. "No." He says flatly. Before anyone could say anything, he raises his hand and continues. "Not yet at least. I need to make sure your intensions are true or whatever and however they say it." She nods in return. "We've already told Nezu about the "situation" and he wants Subject 28 to enroll as well..." Anzen says, struggling to believe what's coming out of his mouth. "What?? Why?" Anzen nudges Anne. "Huh? Oh! Because it'll make introductions much easier, seeing how similar you two are. It's also, because Nezu and I believe that it's important for teenagers like you and 28 to experience high-school and what it means to be and become a hero!" Anne replies cheerfully. "Meaning, she also needs an alias and will be not only in the same class as you, but also will be staying here as well." Kirisaki sighs heavily as he contemplates the best course of action, besides of course killing everyone in this room while they're caught off guard and expect it the least. "I have a very bad feeling about this." He says. "I apologize if I become a bother." Subject 28 says in a monotone voice. "Anyone got any ideas on a name?" Kirisaki asks. They all shake their heads. "Not yet, no..." Anne admits. "She did just show up." Anzen adds, covering their tracks before Kirisaki could make any cocky remarks or comments. "It is somewhat disturbing how quickly they replaced Subj- Kirisaki. Not to mention that she escaped so easily." Kirisaki scoffs. "Easily?? She nearly carved me like a pumpkin!! Sure, she might not know how to fight, but give a toddler a hand grenade and sooner or later, a suicide bomber is born!" Anzen chuckles a little bit by the crude joke. Anne nudges him in the ribs. "Your comparing my skills to that of a baby and my power to that of a lowly handgrenade?" Subject 28 asks in a cold tone. "Noooo, I'm comparing your skills, experience and reckless behavior to that of a baby, your power AND the unstable nature of your quirks to a grenade. You also missed the part where it also meant that your own unstable power and inexperience, will be the inevitable death of you. Whether it's by your own hands or another's." Kirisaki corrects. Subject 28 looks down at the the ground. "I have much to learn." She says plainly. "Don't worry, you still have the outside world to understand and learn as well!" Kirisaki says with a cheeky smile. "Was that supposed to help or "comfort" me?" Subject 28 asks curiously. "Nope!" He responds with a chuckle.