Misaki-chan

(So sorry guys, totally spaced on posting MVRP (I blame finals)! So, without further ado, Round 9's MVRP is....

(That will be decided by Sunday at the latest.)

(Well, I'll call this finished since everyone seems to be more or less done, though if you need to you can add one more post to really wrap things up. And if you could tell me how I did and where I could improve as a mod, that would be great <3 But thank you to everyone who participated in this round!)

(Get everything wrapped up people! This ends on June 7th, no extra time given.) The two had just gotten into the car when the call came. "Riess," Marie answered. "Your job is done." "Bu-" "You are done. Our initial assessment of the targets was found to have fault and as a result, has been changed. So you are done. Get back to HQ ASAP, understand?" "I understand Sir." "Good. I will see you then." And with that, she hung up. Andrew asked, "So what did the big man tell you?" "We're done here." "But we haven't gotten the experiments yet." "He said we're done. The experiments were not as much of a threat as first assessed." "Huh. So you call Moretti, I get the tickets?" "Of course." ~~~~~ Ziva laid in the cot, her eyes following the busy figure of one Grace Webb. She never did get why the woman was now helping them. Granted, she had been far more humane with them than any of the other scientists, but she still had been one of them. "Do you need something?" Grace asked, turning around and coming closer to the girl to make sure everything was ok. "Why?" "Why what?" "Why are you helping us?" The redhead paused for a moment before taking a seat by Ziva. She gave herself a few moments to think about the answer before saying, "Because it's the right thing to do." The barbary lion shot up from her lying position and yelled, anger from so many years coming to surface, "And yet experimenting on us was ok?!" The two kept on their eyes on the other, silence consuming them until Grace broke it. "I never said what I did was right." "Then why did you do it?" Once again, the redhead took a few moments to think over her answer. She then replied, "I suppose because at the time, I thought it was right. I was young, eager to make something of myself. I jumped at the first opportunity, though I grew to regret it later on." "So why did you stay?" "Because no one was allowed to leave the Habitat," she said. "Not you, not me. not anybody." Ziva let out a sound, one the woman couldn't quite define, before saying, "Water." A surprised look appeared on her face before giving a smile and answering, "Got it."

As Moretti nursed his pained body, one of the back up members pointed to a hut and asked, "Um, sir, why didn't we go in there?" "Because!" he replied. "The GPS said so! See!" He held up the screen towards the speaker. After peering at it for a second, they said, "There's nothing there." "Wha- But- UGH. DAMNIT." He threw it towards the rock, smashing the screen into little bits. As if by magic, his cell then rang. By the ringtone he knew who it was. "Moretti..." "I'm sorry Boss! I didn't mean to break the GPS, I swear!" "Coming out of your paycheck. Now, any luck?" "No Boss... I think it's broken." "Well considering it was you who did it..." "No, I mean it wasn't working before I broke it." "I see... Well, we can revisit the problem later. For now, go to the station and oversee the police force there. We need that experiment back." "Yes Boss!" As she hung up, her partner said, an amused tone in his voice, "I see your trouble radar is still in peak condition." "What can I say," she replied as they pulled up in front of the hotel. "I'm just that good." "So this is it?" he asked, pointing at the luxurious building. "Yep. Now let's get going."

He never did like the woods. Always full of things like ticks and poison ivy. As Moretti hiked at the front of the group, constantly looking at the GPS to see where they should be going. Finally, they reached the location, which was... A bush. They stared at it for a few moments before Moretti said quietly, "Ready everyone? On my count." With a nod from backup, he put up his fingers one at a time till he had three up before diving into the bush. Oh god don't let me die. (BTW, for those still writing, this ends on June 7th. On that day, if you're not done then I will kill you all either by shooting you, bombing you or whatever way I feel like killing you all on that day.)

After the terrified man had run far enough from the experiments, he slowed to a stop and quickly dialed his phone. "Hello?" "It's... It's me Boss." "I can tell Moretti. Caller ID. So how did Mission Habitat going? Did you do your job?" "Um.... Well you see, I think I killed one, but I didn't get them all..." "....." "I-I'm sorry, I-" "I don't want excuses. Since you were unable to do it, get backup to do your job." "Y-Yes Boss!" Before she could hear any more excuses, she hung up. From the back of the car, she glanced at the GPS screen before showing it to the driver and asking, "How long will it take you to get us here Andrew?" The young man driving glanced at the screen before answering, "Around twenty minutes?" She opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Andrew. "I know, make it fifteen." A small smile graced her features as she replied, "I was going to say ten." He let out a little laugh. "Then hold on to your hat Marie, because we're going to go at light speed!"

"THIS IS THE POLICE! WE HAVE YOU SURROUNDED!" The first group of police officers kicked the door down before going inside, looking for others like the girl who had gotten them. Splitting up, each tinier group cleared rooms one by one. In the distance, sounds could be heard. A few brave police officers went to investigate, not knowing it would be the last thing they did. From outside, the captain in charge was holed up in the command truck, sending out orders to his men when suddenly the truck was filled with screaming. He jumped, quickly grabbing the radio where the sounds were coming from and yelled into it. "Hello?! Hello?! Do you copy? Answer!" When no response came, he was about to grab a different radio, starting with, "Team B, go-" when the truck's door flew open. As a woman stepped in, she ordered, "Stop what you're doing right now." An annoyed glare was shot at her as the captain responded, "Who the hell are you and what do you think gives you the right to tell me what to do?" She flashed her badge at him. "Marie Riess. Interpol. And unless you want your men to die, I would suggest listening to what I have to say." ~~~~~ As the Director roamed the halls, his phone rang. Quickly, he answered. "Yes?" "Sir! The police has found us!" ".... I see." "What should we do?" "Release the security measures and destroy everything." Without really wanting to hear the caller's voice anymore, they hung up. "What a shame to lose such nice experiments... Well, I best get everything ready...."

(Works with me.)

The attack raged on as the scent of blood floated into the air. From an observatory room, the Director sat, watching the battle unfold. The assistant standing nearby could hear him muttering, though couldn't tell what he was saying. After a while, he announced, "As much as I have enjoyed seeing this development, it's best to end it now. Release the gas." "Yes sir," the assistant said as they pushed the button on the wall. Slowly, the pale white gas wafted into the area. In all the confusion, Xero still noticed the gas and yelled out, "Don't breath it in! It's sleeping gas!" But the warning fell onto deaf ears as one by one scientists and experiments alike fell to the ground and quickly losing consciousness. It wasn't long before even Xero was on the ground, asleep. ~~~~ As the experiments awoke, the first thing they saw were bars. Each and every one were in a separate cage, big enough to stand in and walk a few steps, but not much more. The cages were several feet apart, obviously done so to keep the experiments from helping each other out. The room itself wasn't where they normally stayed, filled with forests and other environments. Instead, it was a plain room, similar to the ones that they were tested in. Right away it could be told that not everyone was in the room. There were only five cages in the room. So, with nothing better to do, they sat. ~~~~ As they walked, Webb said, "I must say, that was surprising. I didn't think the experiments would be able to learn how to do that on their own!" "Well, there's only so much we can make them do," the Director responded. Hunt asked, "What shall we do now?" "Keep working on the serum. For now, we keep the experiments in the cages. It's not a good idea to let them scheme like that. WeI would rather avoid having another incident like that." "Understood. What should we do about 100?" "Keep doing as we've been doing." "Yes sir." With a nod, they veered off into a branching hallway as the Director kept going straight. Eventually, he came to a door, protected by a electronic lock. With a swipe of a card and a few punches into the number pad, he entered. The fennec fox looked around, wondering where he was. The cage was roomy, though the chain around his leg wasn't pleasant. As he closed the door, the Director asked, "Enjoying yourself?" "Would if I wasn't in this cage."

The Director watched the fight with small smile on his face. As the emergency lights flooded the arena, they said, "This is good. Very good. We're off to a good start." Hunt smiled as he replied, "I agree Director. I think that, using the serum given to 99, we can make other experiments like her." "Do you have more?" Webb answered, "We are working on making more. What we gave 99 was just a prototype, so..." "That is now your priority. You two and whoever you need to make it with you will be dismissed from rounds until you make more. Once you do, report to me." In unison, they said, "Yes sir." With quick nods, the scientists left, leaving only the Director. "Very good indeed...." ~~~~~~~~ Xero, along with others, rushed up to Vivi as she made her way back from wherever they had taken her. "Are you ok?!" "You aren't hurt, are you?" "Come on, let's take care of your wounds." Chatter flew around as people surrounded the small child(?). Meanwhile, the fennec didn't join the group and instead headed towards the dark skinned girl standing behind a tree. "You don't do a very good job hiding Ziva." The barbary lion slinked out, saying, "Never said I was hiding." He glanced over to the group before replying, "You know Hunt is probably behind this, right?" She growled softly at the mention of the name. Xero continued, "Of course you do." "So what do you want?" she asked, golden eyes staring into dark brown. "After all, you've learned by now that talking to me without reason isn't something I like." "Merely wanted to know if you wanted to be of help to us." "Are you still wanting to escape?" "Of course! Don't you?" "Those who have tried before us have failed miserably and even if we do get out, we have nowhere to go. So why try?" "Because trying is better than excepting a fate we never chose and being used." As Ziva leaned against the tree she was standing by, she said, "Is that all? Because I'd like to eat now." "No, that is not all." "Then get to the point." "Look, I think we can initiate Operation Jailbreak." "And what does this have to do with me?" "I want your help." "And why should I?" "Because it would help your thirst for revenge against Hunt." "... I'll think about it." And with that, Ziva slinked back into the forest, leaving Xero alone.

You guys can officially start posting! Since there are still spots left (one for each side), I'll keep taking apps for another week. As for members already in, if you want to update something in your bio, now would be the time. But have fun! I can't wait to see where you all take the story! Members: Anime Girl 4 Eva (Experiment): Kaitou Kid Legendary Thief (Experiment): Alcadeias (Experiment): Sparrow (Experiment): Mohorovicic (Scientist): IdentityUnknown (Scientist): No longer playing

PLOT: Medicorps. Starting out as a small drug making company, it has grown into an internationally well-known corporation. They have made many advances in the scientific field and still continue to work towards revolutionizing the world. Anyone with a love of science wants to work there, be a part of the company. With Medicorps, if you have an idea, they will make it happen. To the world, they are known as an amazing company, with thousands thanking them for their work. Without their scientific advances, so much could have not happened. To the world, Medicorps is a miracle worker. But there’s more to the company that meets the eye. Hidden deep within several of their research facilities, are labs. Secret labs. These labs test things not for the sake of helping humans, but for the sake of experimenting on them, to see how much man can play God. To the limited amount of scientists allowed to roam these labs, it is called The Habitat. A place for the experiments to live, to grow, to be used for learning. In the Habitat, plenty of experiments happen. But the biggest one is genetic mutation. The small group in charge has managed to successfully mix the DNA of an animal with a human. They have had many successful experiments. To them, all is well. But not everything is well, for a storm is brewing in The Habitat. One that will break everything this small world has ever known. ROLES: Experiments: You’ve been in the Habitat almost all your life. You don’t exactly remember when exactly, but you know it’s been a long time. While you all treat each other equally (since you would almost never get such treatment from the people in the lab coats) some of the experiments here look a lot like the lab coat people, though their senses and abilities are far beyond what the lab coat people could ever achieve. Others have features that can only be described as animalistic. On some, a tail or some scales. On others, a set of wings or a pair of fangs. You’ve even heard there’s someone with gills. Everyone is a different animal apparently. At least, that’s the rumor that goes around. So far, it holds true. While there’s been plenty of the same type of animal, the specific species has been different. You see some people each day. All in white coats, they check on you. They mostly don’t talk to you though. They just talk to each other. They run tests on you, probing and yelling and so much more. You don’t like it. You want to leave. But can you? Can you leave the only world you’ve known for a new one? Max: 5 Scientists: People think you work for Medicorps, and you do. But there’s more to the company that meets the eye. But you know. You know the truth. You know what truly lies beyond the walls of the well-known company. You know of the experiments that are meant to mutate people, not help them. Of the children kept in the small rooms, where they never know of a parent’s love. Not that anyone here truly cares (at least, no one seems to care). No one talks much to each other. Not unless it’s about work. Everyone has their own agenda, following it as they please. So what is yours? Max: 3 NPCs: HOW TO SIGN UP: To sign up, please PM me your application that consists of the following: ~Name ~Age ~Species (Experiments only; be specific!) ~Appearance ~Personality ~Background ~Number, 2-100 (Experiments only) I will start taking applications right away, though you have until Tuesday, May 7th, midnight CST. The round will officially start at Wednesday, May 8th, midnight CST. QUESTIONS YOU MAY HAVE THAT I WILL ANSWER NOW: Q: How will inactivity be enforced? A: If you're inactive three days, you get a warning. Five days, you get kicked. If something comes up or happens that results in you not posting for five or more days, tell me. I'll try and help the best to my abilities. (By inactive, I mean you don't post/post one or two sentences every few days.) Q: Can we make NPCs? A: You may, though try and only make one. If you do make one, I would like a bio for them to post in case someone needs to reference it. And be warned, everyone has control over the NPCs made, myself included. Also, keep it so that it isn't OPed or benefits just you since I can and will rid of them as I see fit. Q: What if there are too many applications for one side (EX. 6 people applying to be an experiment when five is the max)? A: If that ends up being the case, I will choose someone(s) by using a random generator and ask them if they would mind switching to the other side. Q: What if I have a question you didn't cover? A: Then feel free to ask it either by PMing me or commenting on my profile! I'll give you the best answer to it that I can.

When Misaki entered, the first thing she heard was gunshots. She quickly held up her Glock, still in her hand, as she looked around, making sure no one else with a gun was nearby. After silence, her body began to relax when she heard another shot. This time, she followed it to the source. As she peered from the corner, she saw one of the prey, dead. Blood crept from her body, two separate pools slowly merging into one. Gunshot wounds were present, one in her head and three to the stomach. For someone who had gotten shot, she looked... Peaceful. Standing by her was the idiot, gun in hand. She quietly followed, watching as the scene unfolded. "She is now dead," he said. "We have to use her." He pointed his gun at the Marker as he continued, "And I'll not kill you as cleanly as I killed her. Now you go to stand there as Raulen uses the thing." "Alright. Looks like we only got you left my dear..." Laurence smiled. He shoved her inside a standing capsule with red light, a squeak escaping from the Marker's mouth. Afterwards, he pressed a switch. The red glow grew stronger, temporarily blinding her. She closed her eyes to block out the light, and when she opened them, it appeared she was gone. A closer look and she realized that the Marker was still there, just obscured by the light. "Distort signal maximum. Synchronization rate maximum. Good. Now we can tune in to the next step." He stepped over to a larger container which the capsule is linked to. Above it labelled 'TRANSCENDER'. "Preparing transfer..." He keyed in a few buttons. The ground shook, causing her to brace herself so she wouldn't fall. Out of nowhere, a portal-like beam emerges from the centre ring in the container, gleaming with blue light. "Success," he smiled. "Now for the Finale." Laurence stepped over to a small door before turning the knob. From it stepped a woman, her brunette hair gently bouncing as she exited. "My lady. Everything went according to plan," he bowed. "All thanks to you Laurence," she replied as she smiled back. A look of ranging confusion covered the members of the room. "Both of you must be awfully confused now. So I shall explain." Laurence shrugged. "This was our plan all along! To eliminate all the prey to create the maximum distortion. And making use of our marker to create the highest synchronization rate! Keeping you guys alive was so that we can pull an act with Romeo since he found out about the plan! Well... Too bad for you~ Our ultimate plan is only to send my lady back to where she came from! If you didn't know, our lady was the first ever person to reach this world through a freak experiment accident. Won't explain how she got to this position but it wasn't easy. Finally we got here." "Now that you know why we require you, we don't owe you anything now. As such, we're leaving you now~ thank you so much for your help my dear~ you can keep the earrings. They look perfect on you," Juliet said as she smiled one last time before stepping into the portal, vanishing from sight. "Shouldn't keep my lady waiting," Laurence said as he shrugged. "Looks like my fate with this world has ended... I wonder how my lady's world looks like?" He let out a soft laugh before turning to the Marker. "Well then~ I'll give you a little advice. Once you leave the capsule, the distortion will start to go unstable and the hole in the worlds will increase. The synchronization rate will start to decrease. However, you still can pass through the portal within ten minutes. Any later, there will be no guarantee where you will end up in. You might even get stuck within the distortion void space forever. That's all the advice I can give. My lady's waiting for me~ see ya back in your world~!" With a wave and a grin, he disappeared from sight. Everyone stood in silence. By now, she had stepped out from her hiding spot, silently rejoining the group. Misaki watched as the Marker began to get ready to leave this world, saying goodbye to everyone (save the idiot). After a few minutes, she stepped into the portal and was gone. Once she was gone, only she, TJ and Tony were left, since the idiot had left them. After a few seconds of silence, TJ asked, "So... What now?" "We leave," she stated. "No point staying." They began to exit when Tony muttered, most likely meant to be a thought but didn't realize it was being said. Sadness and anger could be heard in his voice. "I can't believe she's dead..." "I didn't realize that you became found of her so quickly," she replied without missing a beat, knowing who he was talking about. Her cousin colored at the realization that he had been heard. TJ added, "At least she doesn't have to live being hunted. She's in a better place." "A better place than her home?!" Gently, she placed a hand on his shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "Calm down Tony. There's no point being angry about what has already happened." "Well you know what," he exclaimed as he tore himself from her grip and shoved her away. She stumbled back, for once being caught off guard as TJ caught her. "I am! Because unlike you, I feel human emotions! I'm not a cyborg like you!" Misaki froze, her mask falling just a bit as shock covered her face. He had never said anything like that to her before. Quite the opposite actually. As they grew up, she would constantly hear praise from the mouth of her cousin. The hand TJ had on her hand tightened just a bit as she saw the realization and regret overwhelm his face. He attempted to get the right words to apologize, stuttering, "O-oh... God, Cuz, you know that- Damnit, I'm so sorry..." "Don't apologize," she said as her mask slipped back into place, replacing the shock with an impassive look as she began to step out of TJ's hold. He loosened his grip on her, obviously not realizing he had tightened it in the first place. "You merely spoke your opinion." "But-" "Not one more word." She looked at him, tacitly telling him not to. He got the cue and stopped talking. "Let's go. We need to get Sakila's body before we leave." Shock painted across the others' faces as one of them asked, "But why?" "To bury her. Since you've seem to have become fond of her, it only seems to be the right thing to do." Truth be told, she didn't care what happened to the body. To her, it didn't really mean anything. But it meant something to Tony, and that's what mattered. It would give him closure and it would help him let go faster. Her cousin seemed to light up at the idea, as if he was a lightbulb turning on. "Great idea Cuz!" TJ nodded in agreement, also seeming pleased with the suggestion. "One of the best you've had girl." She smiled at them, though it was one that could have easily been missed for how slight it was. But they noticed. They always seemed to notice the small things that most would miss. But not them. Never them. They beamed grins back to her as they made their way the long hallway, the heels of their shoes the only sound heard. At the end stood a door, one she hadn't studied closely before but now could. The design was similar to the one she had gone through only days before, when she had been called for the Hunt. Funny how time seems to fly when so much happens. And with a creak, she pushed the door open, revealing the rising sun and the fresh, cool air. ~~~~~ (Woo, go unnecessary additions that don't add little to nothing to the plot! Probably the last post adding to the round. Thank you all so much for such an enjoyable round! It was a pleasure RPing with you all. KKLT, I think you did great with modding. You were very active and made sure to add twists at every turn. I hope you do another round~)

"Alright then... Since I have promised someone that I wouldn't kill the survivors who made it to me... Even though they arrived not by themselves... they still arrived. But we will only try this with only one prey. The rest will be used for other experiments. Do you know how it works?" "I've gotten enough info from Juliet. I had made it such that she totally trusts in me. She tells me everything. Oh and we need everyone here to go. We will need to test each one of them for the most suitable candidate." "Alright. Now go Raullen. You too Alex. You go help too." And so, the group headed to the actual laboratory. Well, everyone but Misaki. She stayed behind, leaving her alone with the shadow man (who, by now, she assumed was Romeo). "Why are you still here?" he asked. "Because. I wish to know whether TJ and Tony will be used as experiments or not." "Of course not my dear!" he laughed, though there was something about it that didn't settle well with her. "Well just know this: While I do do whatever it takes to keep myself safe, I do the same for the few people I care for." "Funny, I thought you were supposed to be like a sociopath, and last I checked they don't care for anyone but themselves." Though she kept her mask up, behind it was pure shock for a few seconds before logic kicked in. How did he know?! ... Wait, of course he knows. It would make sense the organizer know everything they can about the hunters. "Well people change. And remember, I am like a highly functioning sociopath. There's a difference," she said as she departed, making her way to the lab.

"But... She's a human! I'm sure she wants to live! Imagine her dying away from all the people she knows... As prey, Id rather die anywhere but here!" the prey who wasn't the Marker or Sakila shouted. She glared at her, obviously considering killing her for what she did. But she knew that she did the right thing. Fools are blinded by their emotions. Misaki, however, looks at everything without feelings unnecessarily blurring an otherwise very clear picture. "Well well, we need to keep going." The group turned around, revealing the idiot with a gun aimed at them. Figures he would follow us. "And thank you Misaki for executing her," he continued as he stepped closer. "She was in great pain." "Now shall we move on. I won't kill you. If you don't try to kill me." "Oho. The hunter stalking you misaki. I was talking about him earlier. Your friend?" Laurence asked. She responded tacitly, giving a look that suggested he was anything but a friend. Quite the opposite actually. A quick glance over to TJ and Tony and she could see them angrily glaring at the idiot. "Well you're Alex aren't you?" Laurence asked. "What great timing." So his name is Alex. Meh, the idiot is a far better name. More accurate too. He slid out from beside the group and moved beside the guy, pointing his gun at Misaki as well. Immediately, she had her Glock pointing at him, ready to shoot at any moment. "I'm an experienced hunter and I know many things just by looking at the situation. Even if I look goofy, I know many things, for example ... the person who injured the girl..." He looked at her, a knowing glint in his eye. She didn't respond, though she could pick up the slight confusion from the others behind her. He continued, "And this situation calls for extreme measures. Hey Alex, lets work together shall we?" The guy nodded in response. "Let's move people~ if you don't want me shooting down Misaki's head~" Like hell you will. "Wait... Why are you doing this? Aren't you with us? Aren't you on our side?" the girl responded, a shiver present in her tone. "Huh!?" Laurence chuckled a little. "I have never been on your side for ever a second my dear. I will only carry out my mission~ and if you disrupt my mission, I will not hesitate to get rid of you~ Now move." The group complied, Misaki because it would be troublesome to not to and everyone else because they were afraid for her life. Though she didn't see why, seeing how she had proven herself more than capable of killing someone efficiently and well, especially with her life on the line. It had only taken them 15 minutes to reach the roof of the building. There, a room at the other side and a small airship parked besides it was present. Right above them is the gigantic airship where Romeo, the organizer, could possibly be. Laurence forced them towards the room. The sign board above the room read "TRANSCENDER LAB". "Come on," he ordered as he made them enter. "Get in." In the room, there was two different pods, one glowing a pale, blue light while the other glowed a light orange. He pointed to the one glowing blue with his gun and said, "Enter that one. Now." One by one, they entered until Misaki and Laurence were left. She stated, "I assume this pod leads us to the organizer of this event." "Correct." "I would like to know his name before I enter so I know what to address him when I get there." "... Romeo. His name is Romeo." Responding with a nod, she entered the pod, followed by the other hunter. The blue light overwhelmed her senses, and by the time everything was back to normal, she was on the ship. The others were huddled together as the idiot kept a gun on them to keep them from misbehaving. Likewise to the room where they had met the woman, a large screen was present. As she stepped towards the others, it flickered on before revealing a man-shaped shadow. "Welcome to my airship. I see there are still prey standing. Did I not order you three to kill them all?" It was obvious who he was referring to. Misaki said, "I felt no need to kill them beyond the one I did kill because there are other hunters to do the job and I don't wish to waste ammunition on people who could be killed by others." Tony bursted out, "You killed Sakila?! Why?!" "I did as I saw fit." "But...!" "If I didn't kill someone, then I too would become prey. This way, it's less likely. I need to look out for myself." "Very wise words," the shadow man said, approval apparent in his voice. "And so? What about you two? What are your excuses?"

"This is bad." Laurence stared down at Sakila, the pool of blood growing larger underneath her. "She's not gonna live much longer with that injury, especially in this situation. I suggest we relief her of her misery and move on. We don't have much time." The Marker hugged the girl tighter and yelled out, refusing to budge. "My my..." he said as he scratched his head. "What shall we do with this...?" He pressed a button on his watch. "My lady. An issue. Seems like one of the marker's friend got attacked and our marker is refusing to budge." "... I see. Any way to heal the friend?" "Unfortunately, with the time we have... Even if we do, there is still a chance she may not survive, with the game still ongoing..." Laurence reported. Misaki could hear a lack of pity in his voice. "Well, if she doesn't want to move, we won't force her. But if we miss this chance, we will never have it again. Let them make the choice." "...Right." Laurence sighed before turning to the rest. "There you have it. So what now? You want to give up the chance of returning to your world to save her? You all won't necessarily live after that you know? And one thing you have to know before you decide... Even if I am on your side, I AM a hunter and are under orders to kill you or face the wrath of the hunter society. I am, currently risking both my honor and my life for the success of this mission. I will therefore choose to kill her. BUT by orders of our kind-hearted master, I am giving you a choice. Now choose." Before anyone else could put in their opinion, Misaki whipped out her gun and implanted a bullet in between Sakila's eyes. She had had more than enough time to have final thoughts, so now was the time to end it. Silence fell upon the group for a second before the wails of the Marker resonated once more as Tony and TJ stared at her. "Why...?" one of them asked, obviously shocked by her actions. "She isn't going to live. She never had a chance. So there's no point trying to save a dead man walking when her death benefits more people."

Once the others had turned the corner, Sakila slipped her wrist away from her hold and asked, "What about?" "Do you remember our conversation from when we first made an agreement?" The girl paused before nodding, "Yes. And?" Misaki continued, "I do as I see fit. And I think it's fitting that our agreement be terminated seeing as how you've fulfilled your usefulness." "Fine. Then terminate it." She said as she tried to move around her. Quickly, she grabbed a knife from her belt and stabbed it into the girl's arm. She winced in pain before instinctively raising her hand, finding the knife in her arm. As she ripped the blade out of her limb, the other girl gritted her teeth in pain. "I don't think you understand," she explained. "Terminating our contract means that we revert back to our original roles. I'm a hunter and you're the prey. I kill. You die." "Heh," Sakila laughed as she sank to the floor. "Not a shred of humanity in you, I see." "I wonder," she said as she plunged the knife down into her heart. Misaki wasn't a cruel person. She had always made sure her prey ended quickly. But for the girl, she believed that she shouldn't come to an end right away. No, she should be able to live for a minute or two and be able to have some last thoughts. She deserved that. Sakila let a out a soft, pathetic cry. As she walked away, she said, "I'd say it was nice working with you, but it really wasn't. I usually don't get shot at that much." Leaving the knife where she put it, she made her way back to the rest of the group when she heard footsteps coming towards her. "Who's there?" Misaki asked, looking around the area. She could still hear the breathing of the person around, but chances was that it was no one important. Likely one of the girls Sakila was with. So she made her way back towards the group, moving as quickly and quietly as she could. It only took her a few minutes to make it back unnoticed. A quick look at the group and she knew that her guess on the person who she noticed back at the kill scene was from the group. The Marker (who's name she didn't know nor cared to learn) was missing. The group stopped on their tracks when Laurence asked, "Say, where is Kai and Sakila? They're not here." Everyone looked around, though no one responded. In the distance, they could hear the Marker yell out, "Kuro-chan!? .... "Kuro-chan?!!"" The others' worried faces were apparent as they began to run to where the girl's voice was coming from. Misaki followed behind, walking casually. There was no need to hurry to a dead body after all. It would still bet there no matter the pace they went. The loud cries came closer as they kept running, though they also got farther as they kept running (a sign that the others had no clue where to go). "Kuro-chan? Kuro-chan? Kuro-chan!! Sakila...!!!" Eventually, they managed to get to the girl, bending over the limp form of the other, both covered in blood. And as the others stared, the cries and wails of the Marker echoed throughout until they could be heard no more.

"I have been expecting you. Please sit." The woman on the screen smiled as she motioned to the seats in front of them. "Now I'm sure all of you wants some answers... As to why you're here..?" She continued, "Well, the truth is, I need your help... If you guys will help me, I will return you to where you've come from... And you're Misaki right? I'm not sure why you agreed to be here, but I'm assuming you're helping them for your own reasons." Misaki didn't respond. "Well I decided that she's going to be helpful so..." A guy with a ponytail came into the room. "Hi all, I'm Laurence, the one awesome paper shooter." Without wasting time, he sat down as well. "Anyway, I have started up the transcending machine already and it will take a while to warm up. It will take approximately an hour to warm up. Now to the important part. To be able to return to the world correctly, and not be stuck in between the worlds or travel to the wrong one, we will require a marker. I have done calculations on you people and found that one of you posses the requirements to be a marker." "And that is you my darling~" the lady turned to look towards one of them, who had the earrings hanging from her ears. "Kai... Is it? The earrings look good on you" The girl nodded. "So the sponsor who gave me this is..." "Yes, it's me. This earring is a synchronization device. When it reaches peak synchro, it will heat up and glow hot red. It means that you are ready for the transfer." "Ah..." "The reason I had to call you only now, is because I needed to settle all the preparations in the dark without letting anyone else finding out. The transcender machine has been started up and will take about an hour to warm up. That is the time you guys have to reach the room. I will ask Bunny to send you the map. I will explain to you what you wish to know on the way there as we do not have much time. Romeo should have realized what I'm up to by now so we need to hurry. If you have any questions, just ask Bunny to link you to me. if you haven't decided to help me, just decide while you head there. You will pass by the route if you were heading for the airship anyway. Laurence. Lead them there." "Understood. Now let's go!" The guy sprang the door open and bounced out as the group followed. They had only been walking for a few minutes when the cracking of a microphone could be heard in the halls. "Paging for Alexandra, Misaki and Raullen. There are intruders in the HQ. Orders are to kill all intruders. A death order will be issued for the hunters who disobey the orders." Only seconds after the messaged finished, her watch began to talk. "Misaki. This is the Weasel. An order. Kill all the intruders in the HQ. Kill all who tries to reach the top. That is all." I rather do dislike orders. Though this has a death order... I will do as I see fit. "Raullen????" "A fake name. Sounds similar to my real name doesn't it??? In fact I think it's more unique." "..." "Well there's this one other hunter here that I don't really know, and he seems to be spying on you Misaki, so I'm not sure if he's a friend or foe so I left him alone..... Oh And are you sure this is alright? If you disregard the order, you'll become prey and get hunted by other hunters yourself..." Misaki didn't reply again. Laurence shrugged to her reaction and kept running. "We're going up here!" He announced and took a sharp right. Since she was in the back of the pack, it made it easy for her to grab Sakila by the wrist and pull her close. "We need to talk."

"Wanna know more about the truth? Meet me in the HQ 2nd story AV room. Bring the prey along....Laurence." "Well," Sakila said after reading it, looking toward the others. "Know anyone called Laurence?" Laurence. Never heard the name. "Laurence..." one of them muttered before giving a shrug. "Doesn't ring a bell." "Well we might as well go up to the second story AV room to find out who he is," Misaki said as she began to head towards the building. "Good idea!" one of them exclaimed while the others followed behind. The minute they entered a bullet flew by, burying itself into the wall. Immediately, she whipped out her Glock and fired two shots before anyone could do the same. She could hear the thud of a body before they moved forward. This happened several times, but each time it ended with someone (not them, of course) dead on the ground. After a half hour, they managed to make it up to the room where Laurence was supposed to be. Sakila knocked on the door three times before a voice announced, "Come in." And so they did.

Misaki sat, rather bored, as the car filled with everyone singing along to songs she had heard, but never felt the need to learn the lyrics of. Waste of memory space. So instead, she began to stretch her limbs as much as she could (though making sure not to hit Tony next to her). Finding her leather coat was restricting to what she could do, she quickly shrugged it off, fully revealing the white tank top before going back to stretching. By now, the sedative was mostly worn off and the headache had eased back quite a bit though she still felt the need to have her limbs stretched so they could work at full capacity. After a few more minutes, she stopped and instead leaned back in an attempt to sleep. She had had a rather long day and the trip was just making it longer. She wouldn't be able to work at her best if she didn't rest, so she thought it'd be the best course of action. So, after putting the safety on her Glock and taking it off her belt to lie next to her along with straightening out the layers of clothing she wore, she took deep breaths and tried to calm herself enough to sleep. Just as her eyes began to flutter shut, the GPS said, "In 50 meters, turn left. Then, you have reached your destination." "Turn left, turn left!" one of them shouted and laughed as TJ veered a sharp left, barely making the turn. She frowned, not happy with the fact that she couldn't get any sleep, but nonetheless wordlessly put her Glock where it belonged and put her coat back on. "Woohoo~!" the other said eagerly. "We're almost there!" "Finally!" Sakila poked her head out of the window to see the sight in the distance. Shining brightly in the darkness of the night was a neon light that read "NEW MIRDORA ACUTE FILMS INC.". The Jeep turned onto the parking lot and came to a stop. "Let's go!" One by one, they all slid out of the car before making their way to the building. Walking behind Sakila, Misaki thought she heard a faint bang, as if it was a gunshot. This theory was proven true as a stabbing pain attacked her left shoulder. She jerked, recoiling in the pain before quickly pulling herself together and grabbed her gun from her belt. Though it hurt like hell to move her left arm so she could take off the safety, she didn't say anything as she sent several bullets into the direction of which the gunshot had likely originated from before waiting for a few seconds. No shots were returned. The idiot didn't shot me. This was a deliberate shot. It was meant to hit my shoulder. That's not something that he could ever do. Perhaps another hunter? Possible. They might have mistaken us for prey, especially since we came as a rather large group and decided to shoot. But they only shot once, at me. A hunter wouldn't do that. They'd shot until we were all dead on the ground. Plus, deliberate shot. Hunters aim to kill, not wound. Or, attempt to wound. "Holy cow! Misaki, are you ok?" She snapped out of her thoughts, giving herself a second to process the question before answering, "Yes. I am fine." "But you're bleeding!" A questioning sound came from her lips as she looked down at her shoulder. A liquid was quickly spreading, turning her white tank top red. "Damn," she muttered, a disapproving tone obvious in her voice, "This is now ruined. I should have remembered that this type of vest does this..." "Girl, did you just say vest?" TJ asked. "As in, bullet proof vest? "Yes," she replied. "Vest. You didn't realize I was wearing one?" "Well how the hell would we know?! You had it on under your clothes and didn't tell us!" "But the chances of being shot at is high since it's the Hunt. And I can't have myself being wounded from a bullet. It could interfere with my career. So while shopping on the first day, I got one that was thin enough that it wouldn't reduce my movements too much and also protected me." "So what about the blood?" "Fake. Some vests do that so your attacker thinks you're bleeding so you can get the upper hand. It's a good idea." "Geez... I wish you told us before though. You scared us half to death!" "I saw no reason to." "By the way," Tony asked, "I know this probably isn't the time-" "Then why ask?" "BUT... How do you know how to shoot a gun? As far as I know, you never learned from anyone." "Well," she explained, "I read about the mechanics of a gun as well as other books relating to the topic when I was around 16. I memorized it all. Afterwards, in order to practice my marksmanship, I played FPS games." "... So in short, until you joined the Hunt, you'd never actually shot a gun?" "Correct." "Damn girl! How do you do that?" "I'm good at applying what I know." "But still! That's not something most people can do." "I'm not most people. Also, TJ, may I borrow your shirt? This tank top is getting rather uncomfortable to wear and I'd much rather get out of it in exchange for something else that isn't my bulletproof vest. And I know you wear a tank top as well underneath your clothes." "Sure girl, take it," he said as he began to pull the tee-shirt off his body to hand to her. After quickly saying thank you, she stripped off her coat and tank top (slightly wincing in pain while doing so), leaving only her blue bulletproof vest in sight on the upper half of her body. After replacing the broken blood packet with a spare she had been keeping in her pocket and wiping away any leftover "blood" off of herself, she slipped the baggy shirt over her head and onto her body. The fact that it didn't frame her body like most of her other clothes did bothered her, so she quickly tightened the shirt by scrunching up one side of the shirt and tying it off with her spare hair tie. "We should get going," she said once she had put her clothes in the car. "No point wasting time." The rest agreed, and so they made their way closer to the building as Misaki popped an aspirin into her mouth. They had only traveled a few feet when a piece of paper managed to hit Sakila right between the eyes. Her head leaned back a bit from the impact before she peeled the piece of paper off of herself. Opening it up, she silently read the contents.