Crynime: Encryption

Chapter 49: Are you my big brother?

Blue eyes fluttered open, staring up at a wooden ceiling with confusion. Cry blinked once more before shooting up--except he couldn't. The brunet blinked and widened his eyes when he felt something restraining him to some sort of bed, judging by the cushion-like feel to it.

Cry grunted as he shifted his head to the side. It was apparent that he was in some sort infirmary with all of the medicine cases that were against the walls. But not only that...the room had a Japanese feel to it.

Cry widened his eyes--where the he** was his mask--as a black, misty arm moved across his line of sight. He clicked a few things together and shut his eyes, sending a burst of lightning magic through his body.

There was a screech before Cry felt his restraints disappeared. The brunet sat up quickly and swung himself off of the infirmary bed, blue eyes glowing in the dim lighting of the room as he summoned his Okami sword, leveling it at the shadowy mass in the room.

"Okay, f**ker, I'm a little disoriented, but I can still kick your a**." 'I believe this is the weird, spooky ghost thing in Corpse Party. Yeesh, I died a few times against this thing.'

The mass of black mist hissed and lunged toward Cry, who quickly dashed forward to meet the being halfway. He slashed through the darkness, bursting through to the other side. The brunet turned to see...that the mass was there, swirling around as if taunting the gamer.

Cry blinked and huffed, eyes glowing as lightning crackled around him this time. He grinned wryly as he mimed a gun with his hand, shouldering his Okami sword.

"So....physical attacks don't work?" Cry charged up a ball of lightning. "How about this then?"

Bang!

The black mist gave one last screech before it disappeared completely.

"I ' l l   k i l l   y o u n e x t   t i m e. . . ."

Cry narrowed his eyes slightly, running a hand through his hair as he squinted at the disappearing mass.

"Yep, good luck with that..."

Cry stored his sword away as he then glanced around the room, looking for anymore dangers. He then realized--

"WHERE THE 'ECK DID EVERYONE GO!?"

Cry snapped his gaze to the door, hearing a familiar voice. The brunet dashed over and grimaced slightly when there was a bunch of...black hair binding the door shut. Cry quickly burned it away with his lightning before sliding the infirmary doors open with a bang.

"Jack!?"

"CRY--!?"

A blur of green had darted past him before it screeched to a halt. Cry sweatdropped when his new companion tripped over his feet, sliding across the wooden floorboards.

"Uh...buddy, you alright?"

"Hmm phh." (I'm fine.)

Cry then reached out to the other, offering a hand. Once Jack was back on his feet, Sam drifted into view. The green eyeball cooed as he drifted around Cry and Jack.

"So Jack," Cry spoke up. "I'm guessing I'm the first person you've met so far...?"

Jack nodded, a frown on his lips as he lightly patted Sam's side in a comforting manner.