Kouta's ears flicked, and her eyes opened slowly. She was buried under rock. "Uh oh!" she gasped and looked for a way out. She was stronger than an average human, so she should have been okay. She dug at the rock, and she hear someone digging to her right. "Help! Over here! Survivor, survivor!" Kouta called out. She hoped she was heard, and while she waited, she looked around herself. Nothing but darkness surrounded her, but she would stay calm no matter what. She felt around and found a smooth rock. Once she touched it, however, electricity flowed from her hand to the rock, lighting it up. "Gah-!" Kouta shouted, and pulled her hand back. The rock was still lit for a few more moments, and then, it went dark again.

I will post Seiko later, like in a few minutes. :P

Okami groaned painfully, she was buried preety deep in the ground, or so she thought, there were a few large rocks covering her body and half her face. She couldnt remember how she got there, and she couldnt remember what she was doing there in the first place. She groaned and tried to shove the rocks off of her. She managed to get a few rocks off and hit on the head in the process. She stood up groggily her head exploding with pain. She was tired but she began to search through the rubble and rocks, searching for something or someone. Searching for clues to where she was.
Okami looked up, her eyes momentarily disoranted from being in the dark so long. She saw a shiny smooth rock, glittering from the sun, it looked as if it was sworly, she reached foreward and grabbed it, held it close to her and felt a weird air current go through her. She stopped and pocketed it. She saw a boy and jogged towards him.
"where am i, i cant remember what happened"
she pleaded with her eyes for the boy to explain.

Okami sat down, she looked at the boy, her head filled with the rush off blood and dizzyness. SHe groaned and closed her eyes. She wasnt sure if she should let these people near her. She opened her eyes suddenly remembering. Her family! where were her family? She tried to stand but fell back down.
"my-my family, i need to find them"
She stuttered hardly able to believe herself. She gripped the stone in her pocket and began to run questions through her mind, making her more dizzy and hurt. She groaned and let the boy get near her. Okami turned towards the boy and the girl, who was now exiting.
"i am Okami"

Sai crouched down next to the girl, who seemed close to feinting.

"Excuse me!" He called out to the first girl, "Please.. could you help me? I really cant do this alone."

He glanced at the ears on the girls head, but quickly brushed it off, He must be losing it, he must have a concussion or something.

"Please.. I need all the help I can get here.."

He returned to the silvery haired girl, and began to dab water on her forhead.

"Stay calm.. tell me about your family okay? Forget the pain, focus on your family"

He gently dabbed the deep cut, it must have been hurting her alot...

There had been fire. Always fire--hadn't there? Hadn't there always been fire and rock like this?

She coughed, dust seeming to splutter from her mouth--but no air seemed to fill her lungs to replace what had been squeezed out. Instead--she felt a thick smoke fill it. The scent of fire came with it. Something heavy pressed on her chest and squinting through the dirt and blood in her eyes--she made out that it was probably a boulder. Had that been there always? No, it couldn't have been. Jin tried to move her arms and legs--but it was no use it seemed. Only more debris and stone seemed to shift on top of her. She tried to squeeze her fist together--to punch the stone in anger--but found yet another stone was in her hand. This one was small, no larger than the palm of her hand and warm. No--hot. Very hot. It seemed as if it were scalding her hand--the heat from it pulsed like a beating heart--but Jin couldn't let go, as if it were melted to her skin. With what little breath she had in her lungs, she cried out in agony. And then all went black.

When she came to--she wasn't sure where she was anymore. But the stones and fire were gone. The hot stone in her hand however--was still there. She stared at it, now feeling no heat from it whatsoever. Had it been her imagination? Gingerly, she managed to slip it into her ragged pocket. But where it had been--a circular burn mark remained on her palm. How strange. Had that always been there? She couldn't remember. She couldn't remember anything. The dust and smoke in the air was only a hint and it's remains...she began to cough up violently. The sound of a door sliding open could be heard, and footsteps rushed in. Kind hands guided Jin's to a glass of water which she eagerly gulped down, feeling as if it were not satiating her dry ravaged throat at all. When she managed to finish the glass, she looked up. The face of an elderly woman stared down at her worriedly and the woman began to smooth Jin's hair back. Was this--her grandmother? Yes--it must be.

"Grandmother? Where are we now? What happened to the boulders and fire?" Jin asked the woman. The old woman's face looked first worried, then confused and then sorrowful.

"That was Mount Fuiji dear..it erupted. You were trapped under a boulder--but i managed to pull you out with the help of some emergency workers. We're at my Tavern--it's quite far from the mountain..thank the gods...somehow it's mostly intact...i had been in the city on a visit when it happened...Do you remember where your family is, dear?"

"My family?" Jin asked groggily, furrowing her brow. She had a family? Did she? Wasn't this woman her family? "Aren't you--my family?"

The woman looked sad and gave a small smile.
"So it seems...rest now. We'll talk more when you're rested." Jin quickly fell into sleep...dreaming of fire and black covered skies.

Okami stuttered confusedly, the dizzyness slowly ebbing away1`. She sighed and tried to recall her family.
"u-uh i have, two sisters....twins, arilla and sivera, and my mother nadeshiko, she stayed home all the time, i dont know my father, i just want to find them"
She tried to edge away from the boy but couldnt, the groggyness was making it hard for her to talk and move. She sighed and felt in her pocket for the stone. Another swift air almost seemed to go through her, she sighed and felt the wind flow around in her mind.

Okami shook her head at the question.
"n-not that i know of"
her dizzyness faded, as did the groggyness, instead left was a feeling of power and airyness. She sighed and brought out a fan from her back pocket. She opened her eyes and shifted away from the boy.
"i think im fine, maybe, i dont need help"
she suddenly was back to her brave unwilling to get help from people self. She waved the fan in the air. She gasped as a giant gust of wind erupted from the fan.
"whoa, no wonder these fans are twenty bucks each"

" I just need you to-"

Sai's words stopped coming out, as a high pitched screech rang through his ears.
He darted his eyes around, noone else was reacting, Noone else could hear it?!?!

He collapsed harshly to the ground, clawing at his ears, his eardrums feeling close to breakpoint.

The sound revurbuated inside his head, echoing off of his skull, chilling his nerves, turning his skin white.

And then it was over.
And there was not blackness, but there was light.

A bright, shimmering light in his mind, that felt almost like serenity to him.

He opened his eyes slowly, and looked up at everyone from the ground.

"What the hell just happened..?"

Ayuta passed through the rubble strewn streets of Osaka in a daze. What had happened to him last night lay fresh in his mind. His eyes still stung from the blinding flash the strange molten rock had emitted. In fact the flash seemed to have somehow rendered him unconscious. When Ayuta had awoken he lay atop the molten rubble of his apartment wondering why he wasn't swept away with his living room and shading his burning eyes. Yea, that was probably the strangest part. He didn't have a scratch on him. No broken bones, no burns on his skin, not even a scrape or some kind of bruise. The whole world had gone to hell in the literal sense and he had survived without so much as a scratch. Ayuta had never believed in the divine much, but what could he call that but a miracle.

The teen continued to wade through the destruction of his country as he tried to make sense of all of this. Everywhere he looked people were digging through the rubble of their homes or businesses in a desperate search for survivors. Ayuta just kept walking. He had no one left to search for. Yet as he looked around he felt a slight tug at his heart for those who had lost what he had never had. It was a surreal picture; to see the streets paved in hardened volcanic ash and rock, once tall and mighty building now lying in a heap of melted and twisted steel and concrete. It gave Ayuta a new appreciation for how fragile the world was. I would like to help, but what can someone like me do in a situation like this? I don't know any of these people. I wonder if they would even want my help anyways, he thought to himself as he continued down what used to be a street.

Okami got up, the dizzyness completly gone and replaced with an airy sense of being. She held out the fans and realized it was her who made that happen, she lightly shifted the fan and another gust of wind erupted form it, only less powerfull and more just like a breeze. She grinned and closed the fans stuffed them into her pocket and sighed. Now life might be somewhat enjoyable.