Trouble in Terrorist's Town

Meeting

No specific ship this chapter,since it'll be a longer write,and more ships shall be mentioned.  but H2OVanoss is described a bit more here. :|

When Adam,Max,Daithi and Vanoss reached the clearing,they were surprised to see that everyone who was in the call was present,plus more. Mark,Yami,Bob,and Wade were just arriving as well,looking just as taken aback as the other four did. The eight of them drew closer to the others,anxiety gnawing at their minds as they approached the rest. A pale female with brown hair and purple bangs turned first,waving to the eight frantically. A slightly tanned girl stood by her side,with dark hair and hetero-chromed eyes,and turned to peer at the newcomers curiously. The black haired male stood slightly behind the two girls,beside the slightly worried looking DLive,both of which looked up immediately.

"Are you guys alright?"

The brunette girl asked,purple eyes wide with concern. The eight arrivals nodded and confirmed to their friend that yes,they were fine and uninjured. Vanoss had stepped away as soon as he could,brushing past familiar and unfamiliar  faces wordlessly. Upon finding the familiar hockey mask in the sea of quiet murmurs and alarmed expressions,the Canadian almost tackled the other male,who gave a muffled shout of surprise when the taller man wrapped his arms around him.

"E-Evan?"

The masked one stammered,his face buried in the Canadian's shoulder,mask being pushed up over his nose.

"God,I nearly had a heart attack when you weren't there,"

He replied,and the male he held close chuckled,

"You always are a worrier."

"Well,you are my Jonathan."

"Sap!"

Jonathan pushes him away good-naturedly,fixing his mask quickly. Evan frowned,but it was replaced almost instantly by a smile,grabbing Jonathan's wrist and dragging him over to where everyone had crowded around. They stood by Tyler amd Craig,who were standing close together,Craig trying to comfort Tyler,who was looking frightened and concerned.

"What's happening?"

Evan asked lowly,and Jonathan bites his lower lip before murmuring,

"We haven't seen Marcel or Lui,and Tyler thought he saw something in one of the buildings."

"Oh.."

Evan trails off,looking a bit crestfallen,

"I hope they're okay."

Jonathan nods silently,but had no time to think before someone called his name. Turning on the spot,he saw Scott hurrying over to them,Hutch and Brennon on his heels,looking a bit unnerved.

"You two okay?"

Scott asked,sounding rushed. Evan nods,and Scott offers a grim smile,before turning to Jonathan,

"Any sign of Marcel or Lui?"

"No,not yet. The others are concerned."

"As expected,"

Scott nodded,before glancing back at Hutch and Brennon,

"Well,I have to make sure the other group's alright."

They nodded,and watched as the other three took off around to the front of the large mass of people,determination clear in their stride.

Meanwhile,trapped in the middle of the mass of worried looking people,Felix was tightly gripping Ryan's hand,so they wouldn't be seperated. Ken was close by,looking concernedly around,scanning the area. Near the leftmost part of the crowd,Steven and Anthony were talking with Tom,GaLm,and John,while the Creatures conversed close by. Over at the front,Scott,Hutch,and Brennon had found Max,Adam,DLive,Gunner,Minx,and Krism,and were talking lowly with each other. Mark,Yami,Bob,and Wade were standing near the back,glancing around worriedly. Ohm had made his way over to Max and Adam,joining the conversation,sporting a pale white mask embellished with the Omega symbol.

Eventually,Minx and Krism shouted over the noise,

"Okay,everyone calm down and listen up!"

Heads turned to look at Minx,and the crowd seemed to melt into one huge being,listening patiently and rather frightenedly. Widened eyes of every hue were staring at Minx as Krism squeezed her hand comfortingly.

"Is everyone here?"

A ripple of "yes"'s and "I think so"'s swept over the now-quieted people,until Mark half-yelled,

"I think there's still some people missing."

"Who do you think is left?"

Minx called back,and Mark responded,voice wavering,

"I think Jack's still somewhere,and there's two people missing from Vanoss's group."

Minx nods,and Tyler speaks up shakily,

"Yeah,Marcel and Lui still aren't here!"

"Alright,once we have everything dealt with,we'll try and find the last three."

The crowd murmured in agreement,before turning rapt attention to the British female. Sensing she had everyone's attention,Minx continued,

"Is anyone injured?"

Noone spoke up,so the Brit went on,

"Did everyone wake up in an area with weapons nearby?"

There was a ripple of uneasied agreement,and Minx swallowed the saliva that built up in her throat,Krism murmuring comforting words so she'd go on.

"Did everyone find a white square in their pocket?"

Another wave of agreement.

"Does everyone have an earpiece?"

This time there was a bit of a scuffle,a few people checking their ears before confirming that yes,they had earpieces like everyone else.

"Good,"

Minx nods,a grim smile forming,

"At least everyone will be able to communicate."

Another wave of mumbled agreement.

"Okay,so--"

Bang!

A scream ripped from the crowd as people scattered,running for the nearest cover as the gunshot echoed in the now deathly silence. Minx was cradling her left arm to her chest,Krism had picked her up and carried her to a small building. Their normal gaming group,Max,Adam,Mark,and co. followed on their heels,pale and trying to make sure their friend was alright.

"Is Minx okay?!"

Erupted through the earpieces,repeated by many different voices,only to meet Krism or maybe Max's reassuring,

"Yes,yes,she'll be fine. Just keep hiding,okay?"

No one objected,afraid to venture out when the mystery shooter could still be active. Everyone was scared,terrified; horrified that someone had been shot.

That's when everyone realised--

This isn't a game,not anymore.

There are consequences,and death and injury are only two.