Two words come to mind: cold, purple.
There was a tender warmth on Akino. His upper back and under his knees is where it was.
'Listen!' A scratchy, frantic voice could be heard from the distance before it grew closer.
Quiet.
Audible.
Loud.
Ear-piercing.
'Listen!'
Akino listened.
'The world as we know it has been ruined by our own hands. Wherever you find yourself, you must find the truth, no matter who befriends you or stands in your way! Return us to our birth place, otherwise we may never know the feeling of humanity ever again! Akino! You are the only chance we have! Use your resources, remember this message, and guide your people back to humanity! You. Are. In. Danger!'
'Stop,' Akino mumbled. 'Stop it with this! What are you saying?! Why are you doing this to me, I don't understand?! I don't understand! Just tell me what I'm supposed to do! Where am I supposed to bring us, what is the truth?! What path do you want me to go?! I'm human!!!'
Matoi cradled Akino's head, her fingers running through his dampened hair. The rain was loud, but not loud enough to drown out her cries. Tears blurred her vision of the dark, colorless sky above her. Her teeth chattered in the cold. Her body twitched with her heaping.
Makina sped past the Compactor, slicing its stomach on the way. As she slowed down, the creature's tentacle wrapped around her ankle and threw her into the bus. She slid back to the ground, bleeding from the shards of the glass from the bus window. She stumbled away, dodging as the Compactor slammed its tentacle into the bus again, sending it and several others tumbling over.
The Compactor turned its head towards her, it's neck clicking with the movement.
Akino shut his eyes in misery, grabbing his throbbing head as he tumbled to the ground, holding back his anguished cries of frustration. He leaned over himself, his stomach churning with anxiety. His heart beat slowed as he steadied his breathing before opening his eyes.
A white void surrounded him, gone unnoticed before.
He stood up, frantically looking around for anything. Anything at all.
A voice, just like before, emerged from the mindless ringing of the void. This time, the voice was different; it was female.
'Akino!'
He looked around, puzzled and frightened.
'Sakagami?!' He spun his head. 'Saka-?! Sakagami?'
'Akino, where are you?! Akino, it's getting hot!'
Akino started running around, his legs shaking underneath him. 'Sakagami?!'
'Akino? Akino! Akino!!!' The voice screeched in pain, the pronunciation being hindered by the lung-bursting screams.
The boy shook his head in denial. Lifting his hands back to his face and covering his eyes, he groaned to himself, 'it's not real, it's not real, it's not real, it's not real.'
'Akino!!!!!'
'IT'S NOT REAL.'
Flames erupted from the mound of buses in a deafening explosion, shaking the ground with it. Matoi stayed kneeled on the concrete between the buses, traumatized, unable to remove her eyes from the eyes of Akino's bodiless head, even as the ground trembled.
A group of Omegas, including Asuka and Kiku, approached Makina, who was slumped over her weapon.
"Captain!"
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Action"Humanity is a figment of imagination." 100 years ago, humanity flocked to a makeshift island due to an event that threatened to massacre everything in its path. Now, in present day, Akino has nightmares about an event that nearly killed him and his...
