Backward Stories - outburst

Chapter 18- Revealing

We had been closed off from the rest of the group, in the worst case scenario of course. " Where did they go!" Massamune practically shouted before he realized his volume. I look at him, questioning his stupidity before I proceed to point to elevator panel of where it was going as he froze. " Oh, you are the competitors for the Blader games?" A low pitched voice came their way as we turned to a tall fellow around 5 foot 9. We vividly remember his name even, Murry. " Yeah?" Yu spoke cautiously to the man. " Do you have a private room?" Gingka spoke up, having all of us turn to him for his plan. The man nodded and directed us to follow him. We were directed to a room on that zed level. It was a small office space with a sofa, table, and work desk; all cleaned and accounted for. He opened the door widely for us as we proceeded to sit on the sofa as he closed the door quietly behind us not saying anything else. We stared at the door for a bit longer before turning to gingka again. " What are you even asking?" Masamune whispered; again not paying attention to his volume. "What were the files you got?" Gingka stood up and moved the nearby table to the couch of the room. " I think the question should be how you were able to defy the laws of physics!" Kenta tried to shake his friend but with his small height, only about taller than Yu, only could shake Gingka's legs. He then pushed him off trying to get to more important matters from his own opinion, much to my dismay. "I have documented paper work of the arena and the payment for rent." I ignored my disappointment and tossed gingka the files as he caught them between his chest. " And we gave you our files." Yu pointed to Masamune as madoka got up to stand by the table. " Look there. The use of the arena had been going back 2 months before the WBBA closed the previous tournament." I pointed to the date as I started to veer off to look at the picture. " So they must have planned in advance to the blader games, knowing that Ryo couldnt say no." Masamune was finally starting to get the full picture as they looked through the files. We were busy speed reading through other files when we heard a scream as the place went dark.

The rest of our split group that consisted of Jullian, Kyoya, and demure; had been sent to the seventh floor. All of them standing still in the corner at the elevator door opening. The second it opened Kyoya ran out of there before they got lost again with the rest following. " Do you know where the rest went?" Jillian expected demure to know the answer. " We pressed a random floor upon entering.- Damn it!" Kyoya kicked at the wall, surprisingly without making a dent knowing his anger problems and his tendencies. Demure was shaking but kept a blank expression. Jillian looked down to get a look at demure's face trying to read him. " I hate this damn place!!" Demure spluttered out, predicting all of their thoughts. It was the first time that he had ever lashed out at his superiors; considering himself as weak. " I think we can say that all of us hate this situation!" Kyoya got pissed and walked closer to demure, trying to get on his nerves. They both bickered back and forth. Jullian tried to calm down Kyoya cause he had a habit of being eruptive when pushed to the brink. " You haven't battled once! - Neither have you " sir ". Jillian just kept shaking his head back and forth to hear them directly but couldn't stick to a specific friend. "Then just go ahead and quit! - Okay I will!" Demure immediately covered his mouth as Kyoya realized what he may have done; all of them going silent as the only noise in that hallway were the flickering noise of the lights. " Demure.. It didn't- " Kyoya was cut off. "I'm gonna die aren't I?" Demure whispered as he trembled backwards with Jullian looking on at him. "..." All of them were speechless at the fact that demure could end up dead. Kyoya wished deeply to us that it didn't count as an official forfeit and that it was unlikely to take place at the WBBA headquarters. " It'll be okay.." Kyoya couldn't get the excuse out of his mouth before demure didn't even make the effort to make a run; instead walking away, knowing that they wouldn't follow in their grief and disappointment. Demure went around the corner of the hallway with Julian standing point blank at kyoya." It couldn't count right?" Kyoya looked for reinsurance but Julian couldn't give a straight answer. " How could we-" the lights went out in the hallway, only showing signs of light around where demure went too. They didnt know if something was going to happen, after all bad things happen in the dark. They took off running around the corner to three doors down; a light illuminated the hallway. Me and my friends took off from the sound of yelling nor screaming to the floor above us as we went to investigate when the lights shut down. We saw Julian and Kyoya at the end when the lights came back on; thanks to the power generators. Gingka couldn't tell why they seemed to be in pursuit. We looked at each other from different ends then to the room as we all walked towards it. Not even having to open the rest of the door to get a clear picture. In there we saw a dead demure with a knife through his forehead, having his head stuck into the wall, holding up his dead body that laid faintly under the weight. Kyoya was the only one showing signs of crying by the glint in his eyes. The rest of us were practically forcing sweat down ourselves as we tried to avert our eyes to the empty room. " He was just here." Jillian spoke up, having us take our sight away. We then heard what seemed to be a crack as Kyoya pushed us out of sight to the door. We didn't ought to see the sight to be demure's head giving out to the weight as the knife went through his head again to his body crash to the ground. We held our eyes shut on the moment of impact, not oughting to look back. Most of us were crying by our fear. The crunch sound of the skull almost made kyoya and Jillian throw up, almost retreating to another room. We didn't know what to say or do; demure was with kyoya and Jillian when we got separated. The only ones who would know why he is dead was them. "How did he get sentenced?" Yu looked at kyoya dead in the eye and even he was starting to shake. " I did something." Was all he could say in his defense as gingka could only stare into his friends eyes. Not wanting to believe him. We all looked at him still sweating as we directed each other away from Kyoya as Jillian stepped forward looking back at him and joining us; as we didn't seem to mind. We all left him behind, not looking back to what Kyoya was doing. Jillian helped stable madoka from falling over as she had her hands close to her mouth for if she was going to be sick. " Did you find anything? Anything at all to put an end to this!" Jillian tried to steer off the conversation which was desperately needed. " We might have actually." I spoke up and looked to gingka as he passed the files to Jillian, looking at the first file that caught his eye. " Is that Izzie?"