The green digital letters on the unusually large black sphere all hit zero. Time for the previous mission had run out. Sitting in the seemingly empty, dim apartment, the sphere scanned for the players, but no data could be retrieved. All the players had been eliminated. Unfortunate as it was the game had to continue, just as it always has. The ominous black sphere prepared to scan Tokyo for more players. It scanned for the silencing of heart beats and the final exhalation of lungs that would never fill with oxygen again. After a few minutes it found the next batch of players. It was time for the game to begin. Again.

Mitsuko Kitsuragi rushed into her home locking the door behind her and throwing down her suit case. She walked into the kitchen with the intention of starting dinner, but once in there she couldn't focus. She was too angry. She pulled the letter of dismissal out from her pocket and stared at it with trembling hands. How could they dismiss me..., she thought resentfully. I didn't do anything wrong... Her brows knit together and her eyes became cross with rage. She slammed the letter on the counter, gripped a nearby knife and began stabbing the letter over and over again. Screaming at the top of her lungs with each stab. She stepped away from the counter and wandered into the bedroom where she collapsed in tears once more.

"Why me!?" she screamed. "What am I supposed to do?" she pound her fist into the floor when she realized her hand was on an odd texture that wasn't cream-colored carpet. She calmed down and stared at where her fist had landed. She picked up the cloth, adjusted her wire rimmed glasses and held the cloth before her. It was a pair of women's underwear. Underwear that didn't belong to her. Her hand flew to her stomach. The image of the positive pregnancy test flashed into her mind. Then everything went blank. Like a zombie she rose up from the spot she was sitting in and walked into the bathroom. She turned the faucet of the bathtub on and undressed herself. Once fully naked she removed her glasses, dropping them where she stood, then slipped into the tub. Without thinking, she grabbed her hair dryer from the sink and dropped it into the tub.


When Mitsuko's eyes opened she was confused. "Where am I?" She looked around. She was somehow in a room with no furniture, except an ominous black ball of atleast 4 and half feet. "Is this heaven?" no one replied. She felt a chill run down her spine then realized that she was naked! Oh. God, my clothes! She looked around the room and couldn't find any clothes. She searched quietly in the smaller back rooms for something to cover herself with, but found nothing. She decided to try and leave the apartment, but couldn't budge the door. "What the..." She sped back to the room where she woke up in and looked out the window. She could see Tokyo tower in the distance and could tell she was several stories up. She turned towards the black ball, curious. The black sphere shot a thin white beam of light towards the center of the room that creating a human hand in mid air. She watched in awe as it continued to produce a whole person. Is that how I got into this room? then she remembered that she was still naked and dashed for one of the back rooms.

Dozens of people packed into a small underground chamber, waiting for a speedy metal tube to whisk them away to their desired destination. Just another morning for Zane. He smiled cheerfully, head nodding to the music blaring on his iPod as he waited for the train to arrived. San Francisco may have been known for it's cable car system, but the subway was just as convenient, if not better. He preferred it, personally; it was a great way to get from his apartment to school to work and then back home. The cable cars were always so slow and packed with tourists; this was just easier.

Too bad the company couldn't have been a little better. He kept getting knocked into by people as he stood at practically the very edge of the platform. Whether the nudges were intentional or not was up for debate. His appearance wasn't exactly what on would call "subtle," with the dyed hair, raver-esque outfit, and multiple piercings. He wouldn't be too surprised if that drew a little animosity. Not that he really cared, of course; individuality never hurt anyone.

That wasn't exactly true, as he found out after a particularly harsh shove. With a yelp, Zane found himself falling, landing roughly on the ground. The college student groaned, glaring up at the small group of his classmates laughing their asses off. "Oh, real mature, guys," he yelled back, straightening out his headphones. Didn't they realize that little stunt could've killed him? For one thing, there was the electrified third rail that he could've fallen on. Actually, the fall itself could've caused some kind of injury. And of course, that wasn't even mentioning the obvious issue of the--

It wasn't until then that Zane noticed the ground was shaking. What was it, an earthquake? No, this was different somehow. Then a thought struck him. A scary one. Heart pounding miles a minute, he turned around, eyes widening in horror.

The last thing he saw was a train heading straight for him...


"GAH!" Zane sat bolt upright, eyes wide and unseeing with fear. It took a moment for him to realize that he wasn't in any danger. God, that'd been one Hell of a dream. The teen groaned, rubbing a hand across his face. "I have got to stop drinking Mountain Dew before bed." Hoping to get a few more hours of sleep in, he let himself fall back onto his bed. Only to yelp in pain when he realized there was no bed under him, just a hard floor. "Ow! What the--?" This time when he sat back up, he froze on the spot, actually getting a good look at his surroundings.

This wasn't his room. In fact, it didn't even look vaguely familiar. The room looked like part of an apartment, smaller than his (and that was saying something). It was pretty barren, save for the huge black sphere sitting int the center of the room. That was...odd. Zane blinked in confusion before standing up, looking around warily. "...Hello? Anybody home?" This was beyond weird, closer to downright creepy, actually. How the heck did he get here? Was this a dream? No, he'd just woken up from a dream. ...That had been a dream, right? Oh, God, what if it hadn't been?! Was this what the afterlife was like? The college boy groaned, leaning back against a wall as head pounded with too many questions. He was scared, really and truly afraid of what might happen next. "What's going on here?"

(Post moved to 'Japan')

The day was peaceful, sunny and bringing a sense of hope and joy to the world. However not for Teito, he sat in one of the large rooms, a depressive face held up only by the palm of his hand. A woman stood at the front blabbing on about something, he just didn’t care about anymore. It was a few days after his mother’s funeral and his father hadn’t even said 3 words to the boy since then. He was always ‘too busy’.

Once the woman had finished, Teito was excused from the room, though he decided to actually take a tour outside. Sitting on a park bench just watching the world go by, he didn’t feel like learning today, he didn’t feel like doing anything. Something seemed to catch the young boy’s attention, a few kids playing. Well one of them was sitting on the freshly cut grass with a grazed knee, crying. As soon as it had happened, two adults came rushing over along with some more kids. His mother and father had smiles on their faces as they were attempting to make the child feel better. The kids were also joining in, doing silly things which evoked laughter from the boy.

Teito found himself feeling even worse now, a small tear welling up in the corner of his eye as it ran down his pale face. He wished, oh how he wished he had a family like that. Sure…he had everything, everything a kid could ever dream of. But that didn’t include a loving family. It broke his heart to see everyone else so happy with their families, even when his mother was alive, they weren’t like that. But she was the closet thing he had, but now.

Gone.

Murdered by some idiot driver. It sickened Teito to know that the driver of the vehicle which caused her death, was still alive, walking around somewhere without the guilt weighing down on his shoulders. There was no way he’d feel guilty, no way he’d even care that he ruined many lives by the death of just one woman. The man was too drunk, too idiotic to feel such feelings, he probably did it quite a bit and there was no law to put the man behind bars. It was just…'an accident'.

Teito rose to his feet, staring up at the cloudless sky, blinking away the tears he found himself unwillingly shedding. He wandered along the empty pathways, keeping his head low and his cap pulled over his face so that no one would recognize him, not that they even knew the wealthy politician Ryoichi Valdez, even had a son. Teito was just locked away inside the house all day being force fed useless information by some up-tight and overly-paid old woman.

Teito stopped when he came to the over-pass, looking down over at the rushing cars for a minute. He would come here to think, the noise of the cars passing by gave him assurance and a calming sensation. Strangely enough, it didn’t make him angry, it should have done, due to the ‘accident’ his mother was in. No. He found them calming, relaxing and tranquil, a sign that he was still alive.

The idea had then dawned on him. Looking up at the sky he smiled, wiping the tears away on the black fingerless glove. He stepped onto the edge of the over-pass, the barrier which ensured that no one would fall accidentally. He sat down on it, kicking the air gently with his dangling feet, looking down at the rushing traffic below, the busy people getting on with their lives, without a single care in the world.

He smiled.

And jumped.

Though he should have been dead, if not run over by the car, then from the sheer height of the jump, but instead his feet landed on the floor. The floor belonging to that of an apartment. He fell forward and caught himself with his hands, his white cap falling off of his head and to the wooden floor beneath him. His head lifted up ever so slightly to stare forward at the ominous black sphere, seemingly floating.

He scrambled to his feet, picking up his hat as he did so and stuffing his hair back inside of it. There were two others in the room, one who was seemingly older, he had black hair with purple dye in the form of hightlights, it was a strange thing to come across but for some odd reason Teito liked it. It was defiant and showing that the person was not just another one in the world, but rather an individual.

The other was female, she had long white hair and magenta eyes, she was beautiful in a sense of the word. Though Teito felt his head drop at the sight of these two, he had no idea what to say to them but the questions he had kept buzzing around his head and just wouldn’t quit. He gulped slightly, bowing his head so the brim of his cap and his brown fridge would obscure most of his face. Well that was the plan anyway.

“Where is this?” he mumbled, either to himself or to the other two, it was unknown, he just had to speak out the question which was in his mind. He should have been dead. He jumped from a bridge, so how did he land here? How was it even humanly possible?

The bell echoed as it rang through the long halls of the school that Sunkyu Lee attended. Chattering students crashed into the halls and started to make their way out of the school. Among those students, was Sunkyu Lee. A bright, optimistic and tiny girl of age sixteen. She was excited for the weekend. A bag on her shoulder and a few books in her arms, she started towards the doors of the school. Sunkyu was greeted by the cold snow. She giggled, and pulled a piece of her sweater over her nose. She loved the snow, but it was unusual for it to snow at this time of the year. Whatever, she didn't mind.

"Sunny! Oh Sunny!"

Sunky turned around and rolled her eyes. "What? What do you want now?" She said, annoyed. It was a group of boys who just loved to bother her. Every day they would ask her for something, weather it was her homework, some money, her lunch, or even her virginity. She just wanted them to go away.

The boys crowded around her and one started to play with her hair. One said, "Can we have your homework?"

Sunkyu shot them a dirty look. "No. Leave me alone." She said.

The boys laughed. "Oh come on. You're so smart. It's too bad you make bad decisions." One boy said.
"Yeah. Such a big head and nothing in it." Another taunted.

Sunkyu scoffed and started to walk away. When she did, one of the boys pulled a knife on her and smiled. Sunkyu's eyes went wide.

"C'mon, Sunny. Don't be that way..." He said, grabbing her hands and pulling her behind the school.

"No! No! Let me go! Yah!" She screamed, tears streaming down her face. She dropped her books as he pulled her. When they were behind the building, he pushed her onto the floor. The boys then started to beat her up. Then they tried to have their way with her, but she fought back. The boys got angry at this, and out of anger, they slit her throat, threw her into the nearest trash, and closed the lid.

Sunkyu took deep breaths in, even though she could hardly breath. She looked up at the lid and saw a dim light.
There's always a light in the sky..
The light got brighter,
Let it guide you..
And closer.
"Guide me..." Sunkyu said.
"Jebal..."

. . . . .

Sunkyu's eyes suddenly opened, and she took a sharp, breath in and sat up. The floor was wooden and hard, it looked like she was in an apartment building. She scanned her surroundings, she looked like she was inside some sort of appearment. Her eyes looked towards the windows.. It looked like she was in Japan. Feeling a little weird, she looked again, and saw a big, black ball. Just sitting there in the middle of the room. She jumped, and crawled away from it. There were a few more people in the room, but she didn't say anything. She just stared at the ball. "Is this a dream?" Sunkyu said quietly to herself.

((Jebal - Please.))

Alexis sat in the brake room as the sirens approached bringing him to attention. "What a busy day." He sighed to himself, getting up and throwing with his coffee into the trash. A screaming man was willed by quickly heading strait to the surgery room, making Alexis have to sprint to catch up. He grabbed the chart off the end of the bed and read it, still running to keep up. "The patient has severe chest pains, which is that to caused from the fresh deep gash on his chest." Alexis noticed gang tattoos on the mans arms "I wander." He mumbled to himself while pulling out his Stethoscope and putting it to the mans chest. He listened the best he could over his own panting from the running. *Thump, Thump, Tick, Thump, Tick, Thump.*

"Tick?" Alexis mumbled, He listened for a second more before his eyes got wide. "TICK?!" He yelled making himself fall in his panic, the other doctors leaving him behind. "Stop! Hey?! Stop you idiots!" He yelled but to avail. The others had intentions of stopping, after all Alexis was the only German doctor in the hospital, if not the only German in the whole city. "Your jealousy is going to get us killed you idiots." He mumbled getting back to his feet and running to catch up to them in a full sprint. *Faster! Run faster!* He thought speeding up his pace and bursting into the room where the X-ray machine was already humming to life. "No!" He screamed jumping through the air and hitting the emergency stop button making the machine instantly power down. "Are you all idiots?!" He yelled looking at all the angry and confused stairs. "There is a bomb in his chest! If any of you would have bother to list..." He was cut off by one of the doctors screaming and running out, the others looked around for a moment then started to panic and run away too, leaving Alexis all alone.

"Fine! Run you cowards!" He yelled thinking it would bring at least one back but instead it just got him flipped off. A sigh escaped his lips as he walked back into room with the man who was in shock. "A...a bomb? A bomb?!" the man yelled and started to cry. Alexis put on a kind smile walking over to man. "Hey. I'll get it out. and if I don't at least it want hurt." He grabbed the forceps and opened the wound slowly, looking down into it. *There it is.* He thought slowly moving another pair of forceps down to the bomb, the sweat building on his eyebrow and sliding downward towards his nose but by the time he noticed it was to late.

The tiny drop of sweat fell downwards strait towards the bomb and landing on a wire port, there was a tiny spark followed by detonation. Alexis let out a scream as the bomb exploded and he was swallowed up in the flames.Alexis was still screaming as he appeared in the apartment room. He was stuck in a state of shock and continues screaming for a moment before snapping out of it. He looked around at the people with an embarrassed look. He then smiled a big smile "So this is hell?" He asked.

When Yasuo Fukuda arrived in the Gantz room he was on the floor thrashing around scratching at his throat until he felt the sensation of cool air raveling through his nostrils and filling his lungs. He sat up inhaling and exhaling, eyes still wide and half in shock. In an instant his memories came flooding back, slapping him hard in the face.

He was eating dinner with his wife at one of their many homes. Something he hadn't done since the campaign started. It was something he felt was necessary to keep her quiet and in line. She wanted to cook the entire dinner, serving delicacy after delicacy. It was better compared to her usual food, but still lacked skill. Thats what he was thinking when all of a sudden his throat became itchy and it became harder and harder to breathe. He fell on the floor begging her to call a doctor. She just sat there smiling. "You didn't think I knew about your whore, you old cheating bastard, huh? Well, I knew. I knew everything."

"That bitch," He was furious. He wanted to destroy her with everything he had. He wanted to watch her squirm and beg for mercy as he picked her apart limb from limb. He stood up and straightened his tie because. He noticed there were people in this odd room he was in. Normally, he would introduce himself ever so politely, give each of them a firm handshake, look them in the eyes and say "Can I count on your vote?" He also wanted to understand how he got from his home into this odd room, but that would have to wait till later. He had a life to ruin. He headed straight fort he door, but it didn't budge. He became enraged and started kicking at the door out of frustration until he was out of breath.

It was then he noticed a door to one of the smaller rooms were slightly ajar. He peeked in, a smile playing across his lips. No reason I couldn't have a little fun before destroying my wife, is there? he asked himself. He entered the room. Locking the door behind him.

Ula smiled out at the world before her, musing at how the people below were running about, rushing themselves through their daily lives. "Det påminner mig om Sverige." ("It reminds me of Sweden.") she smiled to herself. She turned to look back at the low-quality hotel she had decided to stay in to save money. She made her way to the bathroom, looking at the mirror in it and noting the large vertical crack down the middle of it. Raising a hand, she ran her finger along the crack, wondering why they hadn't fixed it. The hotel had plenty of guests who were in favor of a cheap place to stay - surely they had money with all those guests staying multiple nights? Her mind raced, thinking out completely unrelated things just a moment later. Bored of the mirror, she made her way back to the window in the other room.

She leaned against the window, looking up at the sky. The sky was blue with many fluffy clouds floating up high. Ula made shapes out of the clouds, finding that one looked like a muffin, another looked like the letter L, and another looked like a dragon. Her magenta eyes slowly drifted down to the many towering buildings. It was like the buildings in Stockholm, Munich, or Berlin, but these were decorated with letters that she couldn't understand. She spoke no Japanese, her manager taking care of that and hiring a translator. As she looked down at the streets, she noticed a dog down below. It was tan and white with a curly tail and beady black eyes. Taking interest, she leaned herself more against the glass. That was when Ula heard it. It was a snapping noise. 'B sharp,' she thought immediately, realizing it's pitch before feeling the sensation of falling. The front of her hips were pushed painfully against the low windowsill as she tipped forwards, the bottoms of her boots rising off the cheap carpet of the hotel. Her silver hair was wildly tussled as the wind blew through it. Her eyes widened and she screamed at the top of her lungs, the ground coming closer then it had been from her view from the fourth floor. The dog ran away from her screaming, dashing down the street as she hit the sidewalk with a sickening half splat half crack noise.

Ula winced, finding herself lying on a wooden floor. Her eyes were shut tightly and her hands in tight fists. She lay on the floor for a moment before realizing that she did not feel any pain. Slowly, her eyes opened and she sat up, glancing around. Was there anyone here? Scanning the room with magenta eyes, she soon found nothing in the room, but she did spy, though the doorway, a large, black ball. She reasoned it might be worth calling out and seeing if anyone answered. Maybe there was someone in that room that was out of sight? Perhaps there was even someone in another room? "Hello?" she called, in English, more people spoke English then Swedish or German after all. "'s anyone here?" She called out, somewhat quietly, her voice laced with a heavy accent, not quite Swedish but not quite german.

"Get off of me, please!" Mitsuko screamed. While she was hiding away in this dark back room, she had been discovered, by a man who's face she couldn't see. He's hands crawled all over her body as she begged for him to stop. She was tired of people always trying to control her. Always trying to use her. She had enough. She killed herself to escape this kind of nightmare and here she was experiencing it again in the after life. This must be hell., she thought. And then it happened. She swung at him, connecting a fist to his face.

"Damn you," he growled countering by slapping her very hard causing her head to fall back and hit the floor with a quiet thud. He pinned her arms down and tears rolled down her cheeks. Her face was sore and she was slightly disoriented. He continued pinning her thin wrist down with one massive hand and held her face in place with the other locking his lips onto hers. She felt sick to her stomach and when he snkd his tongue into her mouth she bit it as hard she could.

"aaAAH! You stupid bitch!" He hollered throwing both hands to his mouth. She could taste blood in her mouth. This was her chance. She slammed into his crotch with one foot and kicked him off of her with the other. He fell over groaning. She got up and sprinted for the door. It took her a second to unlock it and when she did she went for the exit door which of course didn't budge. She struggled with it, yanking on it willing it to open, but of course it was a no go. The man had barely gotten to his feet when he came stumbling towards her. the light shown on his face. She recognized him. She couldn''t belive her eyes. It's Yasuo Fukuda the candidate who's running to become governor of Tokyo! With him nearing her she gave up on the door and ran back to the bigger room with the black ball. To her surprise it was filled with people who seemed startled by the commotion! She knew she looked crazy. She was naked with someone's blood on her lips. She did the only thing she could think of and that was squeeze behind the black ball and hide.

Ula Oxenstierna watched people appear one by one in the other room, shocked by their gruesome way of appearing - piece by piece. She watched them all, too afraid to really say anything in particular. Within several minutes, there was at least three people in the other room. Ula seemed shocked at the phenomenon. She slowly crawled out, looking around at everyone awkwardly. She said nothing, neither did she really do anything in particular. "... G-God dag!" she greeted quietly, 'Good day' in Swedish. She fidgeted a moment more before wondering to herself if she should have stayed in the other room. As she stepped forwards towards the rest of them, slightly awkwardly, she heard commotion in the other back room. Her magenta eyes flicked to the side and she turned to the door, raising a hand and sweeping some ivory locks behind her ear. She wasn't wearing her large headphones at the moment, they hung around her neck, the chord hanging and near her legs hazardously before plugging into a small pack on her hip.

As a girl burst out from the room, nude with blood on her lips, Ula's eyes widened and she covered her eyes and took some steps back, flustered. Her foot then got caught on the headphones cord, hanging it from where it had been plugged on while she yelped and fell backwards. "I-I'm sorry!" she apologize, acting more like she had walked in on her nude rather than she had come in nude. Registering the blood on the girls lips, she stammered. "A-Ah... A-Are you alright?" she asked, lowering one hand from her eyes to pat around on the wooden floor, trying to find the plug to her headphones to reconnect them to the pack on her waist.

Ula, at this point, was thoroughly confused. Hadn't she just fallen to her death? Why were all these people here? The black ball in the center of the room was extremely eerie and it unnerved her whenever she caught a glimpse of it. Perhaps she was dreaming and everything and everyone here was simply a figment of her imagination. Oh! That also meant she didn't have to be afraid! People didn't die in their dreams, right? They said that it was impossible to die in your dreams. Yes! She had just fallen asleep! She had no reason to fear these people!

More and more people seemed to come into the room by the same way too, a laser slowly materializing their body. Though their insides were clear enough to see as it happened, not the most attractive sight in the world, but what could Teito do? He only looked away as he started to see it happening. A female with brown hair, then two males, one with short brown hair and he was wearing a lab coat, obviously a doctor or scientist of some kind. The other was an older male with white hair, Teito had recognized him as someone who was running against his father to become the governor of Japan, though his name escaped Teito. What’s he doing here? Teito thought.

He disappeared into a room and a few minutes later a naked woman burst out, running to the door which was apparently locked. Not that Teito had tried, he was too busy worrying about the people in the room to try and escape. Teito flushed in the face, pulling his hat down and looking at the floor, he had never seen a woman naked before and he felt it rude to look at her.

The woman ran past Teito and hid behind the ominous black sphere in the room. Teito looked to her seeing that her lip was bleeding, he only looked at her face and no where else. He grew a little angry at the way she seemed to of been treated by someone who wanted to be Japan’s next governor. He turned to face Yasuo and glared at him, walking up to him and having to look up to see his face.

His hair was obscuring one of his sea-green eyes, but he was glaring at him none-the-less. “You shouldn’t do that to women, it’s not nice!” he yelled, probably drawing everyone’s attention to the kid. He was 15, but being the height of 5”2, he could have easily been mistaken for a 12 year old. Teito of course was wondering about the room too, but it seemed obvious that no one else knew about it, so he didn’t feel like asking any questions.

Fukuda Stumbled out from the back room reaching out for the nude woman who sped pass him, back into the main room. "You get back here.." He muttered finally able to stand somewhat straight. "Useless woman," he continued muttering to himself while limping back to the main room. He passed a beautiful foreign girl with magenta eyes and spat on the ground near her. "Beautiful on the outside, monsters on the inside." The blood still dripping from his lips onto his disheveled yet expensive coal grey suit. He saw his prey hide behind an enormous black sphere which he paid no attention to. No where to run now, he thought grinning. His hands were itching to grip her throat and shake her senseless, but then someone stood in his way.

“You shouldn’t do that to women, it’s not nice!” the child yelled at him. Fukuda paid him no mind shoving him aside with one hand, but something about the boy made him take a second look on his face. A mix breed! he thought disgusted. He looks so familiar... Fukuda's perfect memory processed the images of near fifty different people before he realized. "Ryoichi Valdez!" he yelled. His...child? Before Fukuda knew it, he had a new target.

"Damn, Mellissa! I thought you were making me money!"
"Not anymore! I've lost my value." Mellissa Cheong snapped back. She was having an argument with the man that supposedly 'owned' her. She secretly hated it, but in fear of being killed, she never said anything.
"What do you mean 'lost your value'?!"
"Back when I was like, eleven, and new, people paid a lot of money for me, no? Well now that I'm thirteen, and aged, not a lot of people pay for me anymore. I'm just like everyone else, but I get more attention then them, right? So why are you freaking out?!"
The man took a deep breath. He paced back and forth once, and then turned to Mellissa and smiled.
"I'm sorry. I overreacted. I'm just upset because you were my best seller.." He reached for her face, but Mellissa slapped his hand away.
"And I'm damn tiered of you claiming me! I don't belong to you!"
"Who picked your dirty butt off the street? Who's paying for school, and for your clothes?!"
"That doesn't mean anything! You don't own me! I want to quit!"
The smacking sound of a hand making contact with a face echoed through the dirty, poorly kept building, and Mellissa fell to the floor. Her eyes were closed, but she felt the weight of the guy on top of her and heard the sound of a zipper being undone.
"No!" She said, kicking him off of her. He rolled a few times, and Mellissa got up and ran for the window, but the guy pulled out a gun before she could make it...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

She fell to the hard wooden floor, but she felt fine. She gasped, and scrambled to her feet. That was when the naked lady ran out... Maybe she was still in the prostitute house after all. She watched as it all happened, with an innocent, confused face. Then she finally turned around and said the question everyone had on their mind.

"Where is this? Hell?"

--

Everything that had happened seemed to overwhelm poor Sunkyu. The naked lady, the crazy person who she saw on the news one day, the random people fading into the room, the big black ball, what the hell was this?! Wasn't she supposed to be dead?! She felt her neck for the cut, there was none there. She had thought about going towards the door, but after seeing a few people try to open it and fail, she shrugged that idea off.

"Where is this? Hell?" Somebody finally spoke up. Sunkyu looked up at her. "Well, I see a politician, who's probably trying to do something sick to a woman, so.. yep. This must be it." She got up, "Dunno what I did though..."

Aleksandra sighed while resting her chin in her hand and gazing out the window of the black sedan. Mother and Father were talking about wonderful Tokyo was and how beautiful the architecture seemed, though of course it could never compare to a traditional Russian building. Her parent's pride in their home country brought a small smile to Aleksandra's lips. It was a comfort to hear them chatter back and forth about trivial things. They were always so serious and discussing the next possibility for her career. Aleksandra just wanted them to relax and enjoy life for a moment. After all, Mother and Father deserved it. Shifting in her seat to sit in the middle, Aleksandra placed a hand on each head rest in front of her. Her head poked between the front seats and the girl smiled beautifully for her parents.

"You two should smile for me," she said to them which drew both of their attentions to their adopted daughter," I love you both, so much. I just want to see you ... happy ... " Aleksandra's parents smiled and began to laugh. Father took a hand off the steering wheel to run those strong fingers through his daughter's silky hair. Mother had reached over to caress a perfect cheek.

Aleksandra saw it first as she was turning her delicate face to see Mother's smile. A car on the highway was swerving back and forth, attempting to pass up another vehicle. Her eyes went wide with surprise and shock. Why would someone be driving like that? Didn't they know that it was dangerous to pass cars in the opposite lane?

"You're such a beautiful girl, Aleksandra," Mother said, touching the girl's cheek.

"Yes, yes. You shall be the most famous model in all the world," Father added with a nod of his head and gave a grin to his daughter.

Aleksandra's eyes fell from happy into something frightened and nervous. Her hand reached out and the girl pointed a single finger towards the other car who was now heading directly for them.

"Papa ... that ca—," Aleksandra's statement was cut off as she screamed. The car's tires squealed as Father attempted to dodge the oncoming car. It almost seemed that they were going to get away by the skin of their teeth. However, the driver of the other vehicle was not of his right mind; drunk and inebriated just like the alcoholic they were. The other car swerved at the last second with an acceleration in speed as the driver mistook the gas pedal for the brake pedal.

The two vehicles slammed into one another. Metal ground against metal as the two machines twisted and conformed into a metallic monster which slightly resembled what they had been before. Glass flew forward and twinkled in the air like a millions diamonds, lacerating Mother's and Father's face. Skin began to droop from their faces, blood poured forth in a cascade, a sickening pop went unheard as Father's kind eye exploded when a rod had penetrated through it violently until it embedded into the back of his skull and into the headrest behind. The steering wheel had crashed into Father's chest and embedded deeply into what had been the man's ribcage, turning heart into nothing but chunks of pumping muscle.

The car continued to crunch together, contorting and crushing into itself. Mother's neck had snapped from the airbag exploding in her face, and then her waist was crushed by the console until her body had been pinched into two parts. A body flew forward from the other car, legs being ripped off of him by the sheer force of the high-speed crash, creating an arc of blood through the air, and crashed into Mother's fresh corpse.

Aleksandra had put her seat belt on after shifting from the left side of the back seat to the middle. The invention was supposed to protect the wearer. However that was not the case as the emergency crews would find out after the event had transpired. The young renown model was throw forward during the initial impact. Aleksandra had gasped in surprise before a harrowing scream tore from her throat. Then the pressure against her mid-section increased before she felt it slicing clean through her body in one smooth action. Entrails followed after the first portion of her body as Aleksandra flew forward out of the windshield, and smashed her cranium against the hard pavement of the road. It rolled a few feet only to be crushed by a car which was attempting to avoid the wreck. Fingers twitched twice ...

Gray eyes opened to a lit room, and blinked a few times. Her face and palms were pressed against something. A floor? Slowly the girl lifted herself up from it, sitting back on her legs. Raising her hands, Aleksandra looked at them.

"I'm alive ... ?"

The girl flinched violently and peered around the room with a heavily confused expression on her well-known face. It would have been hard to not recognize one of the most famous young models of the year. Aleksandra then spotted the conflict which was taking place between a naked woman and some man. She looked up at Fukuda in utter horror and attempted to scramble backwards but a boy had been shoved into her, possibly leaving him to tumble to the floor. Aleksandra wouldn't really see the outcome of the action for the fact that she just screamed and covered her eyes with her arms.

With all the transferences complete it was finally time to begin.



The cheerful melody emitting from the black sphere continued to play as digital green words appeared on its front screen. Each letter E and S were backwards. Read correctly, it said:




After a few seconds the screen changed.






















Instantly three drawers shot out unexpectedly, protruding from the right, left and the back of the black sphere. The music ended and the Black sphere sat there silent. It gave the new set of players five minutes to grab there gear just as it was programmed to do, then one by one transported each of them to the hunting ground.

A Cheery tune started playing from the black sphere and something appeared on the front of it. Mitsuko couldn't see what it was, but it had everyone in the room fascinated. After a short period of time the music stopped and three drawers shot out from all side of the sphere. One rammed against Mitsuko's shoulder. In it were several steel suitcases each with a name on it. She noticed one had her name on it. She took and down, opened it up and discovered a a sleek black outfit.

Is this cosplay? she thought to herself. "Well, it's better than being naked," she admitted. She fumbled with it a little, but got it on eventually. It fit her body very tightly, but comfortably. She stood up taking notice to how much of a dominatrix she appeared to be. She felt eyes on her and looked down embarassed. Her eyes glided across the other racks and then wandered inside of the black sphere. She gasped and fell back. Inside was a naked bald man with a gas mask on. He appeared to be sleeping...or maybe he was dead. Before Mitsuko had a chance to get her thoughts together, it happened again. She was transported.

When it was over, Mitsuko found herself staring into the face of the world's most beloved rodent, Mickey Mouse. She investigated the area a little. It was littered with game/food stands like at festivals. Looming over her were enormous roller coasters. ....An amusement park?

Alexis was standing ready to brake up the fight that was about to take place, well not brake up but treat the kids injuries afterwards. Cheerful music then started to fill the room leaving Alexis confused. "What in the world is going on here?" He asked looking at the black ball and see the music was coming from it. "Well that's odd." He mumbled walking over to it and examining all around it. He was crouched down when a drawer shot out of it hitting him right in the face and knocking out a blade less sword. "Interesting. Very interesting." He picked it up and examined it carefully, then looking up reading the screen. He read through the details. "This is a game? Oh My God! Were going to Disneyland!" He yelled sounding like a kid in a candy store.

Alexis looked at the nude girl who was now in some sort of cos play suit. He looked down at a suitcase with his name on it, grabbed it and opened it. "One for me too huh?" He undressed and put it on, putting his white coat back over it. "Hey this thing feels pretty cool!" He said with a huge smile. "There one here for everyone too!" He yelled out to the others. "Hey short stop it would look cool on you." He said looking at the kid who just almost got beat up over the nude woman. He looked over at her watching her get beamed away, then feeling it was happening to him too.

Alexis slowly appeared next to her in the amusement park, with a disgusted look on his face. "That creeps me out hell out." He said remembering seeing his own insides. He snapped out of it and looked around at the rides and vending stalls. "Now were are those bumper cars?" He said to himself, walking over to one and grabbing some cotton candy. "You want some?" he asked with his mouth full and offering the girl from before some of the cotton candy.

"Oh no, Thank you." Mitsuko kindly declined, slightly embarrassed. "By the way,my name is Mitsuko Kitsuragi. Nice to meet you."she introduced, timidly, holding out her hand to shake his. She really wanted the young boy to appear. She wanted to thank him for standing up for her. No one had ever done that for her before. She blushed at the thought feeling a bit awkward.

"Nice to meet you Mitsuko. The name's Alexis Zaphyl. He said smiling and shaking her hand. "I think I'll call you Mits." He said with a laugh, walking behind the vending stall and fixing himself a drink. "Now were are those bumper cars." he said starting to wander off but going back not wanting to leave the girl alone. He sat down sipping on his drink and looking around at all the fun that could be had. "I think I like this game." He said with a smile then went back to drinking.

Mits, huh? Mitsuko giggled at the name. He was pretty carefree for a....doctor? He was handsome as well. She sat down next to him staring up at the night sky. "I'll call you Lex then." She liked that name. Although she was enjoying herself she was still uneasy. It crept from the back of her mind to the forefront of her brain. She shouldn't be alive right now. She killed herself. She wondered if it was the same for all those other people. Even though she ddin't want to, she had to find out. "Lex...I shouldn't be alive. Before I arrived in that strange room...I'm sure," she choked out the last couple of words. "I died."

Teito was roughly pushed to the side by Fukuda, he glared after him and growled under his breath. Fukuda turned to look at Teito once more, a look of realization dawned on his face as he shouted out his father's name. Teito pulled the hat down slightly, a little embarrassed, but then he looked up and spoke confidently and defiantly to Fukuda, "My name's Teito Valdez actually" he replied with a sort of smug look over his face, stepping forward towards Fukuda in case they had to fight. Though he was short for his age, well extremely short, he was good at fighting, he used to have classes back at home. His father thought it would be best if he learnt self-defense, so Teito wasn't to be underestimated.

The song started up and Teito stared at the black sphere, wideyed. It seemed to be where the source of the noise was coming from, suddenly letters, well not letters but they resembled letters, faded in on the screen. Teito walked over to the sphere and examined the letters, it was a little hard to read but he understood it after a few times. Then the screen changed, show an image of...an Alien? That was probably the best way to describe it, it had text as well next to it and apparently they had to kill it. Teito was really confused but then either side of the sphere shot out revealing racks and racks of cases and guns? As well as a few hilts of swords. It managed to hit the doctor/scientist in the face and Teito just rolled his eyes.

He picked up the blade-less hilt and examined it, he wondered what it was, any buttons to make a blade extend? "Hey short stop it would look cool on you." the doctor/scientist passed a case which was then opened to reveal a black suit. How would this look 'cool' on anyone? he sighed, just pushing the case aside, he held the hilt of the sword in his hand as he began to vanish, via a laser, now seeing an amusement park. When he had completely reappeared in the park, he looked around noticing the doctor and the now-clothed, woman from earlier. That thing wasn't kidding when it said 'Disneyland' he snickered slightly at the way those two looked in the suits, they did look kind of ridiculous.

Teito then remembered about what the ball said, about the Alien they had to hunt. He didn't really believe all of this nonsense, but decided to go along with it anyway. It could prove to be an interesting dream. That's right...he probably jumped then didn't die and is now in a coma. There wasn't any sign of the Alien so Teito walked over to the other two, looking up to them, the hilt of the sword held in his hand. "Have you guys seen that Alien thing?" he asked them, perhaps they had done, they had been here a little bit longer than he had.

"Lex. I like that." He smiled looking up at the stars, then looked back as she said "I died." . "Yep I did too Mits. I was blown up actually, burned like hell too." He laughed a little. "This whole situation makes no sence to me but we might as well enjoy the ride right Mits?" He said with a care free smile. "Have you guys seen that Alien thing?" He heard from behind him looking back to see short stop stand there sword in hand. "Nah, its probably a laod of bull, or just some guy in a suit that jumps out and says BOO or somthing." He laughed at the thought of a short guy in suit jumping out and saying boo. "This is probably a T.V. show or some kind of game in heaven. Don't take it so seriously, I mean we already died right? What can happen we die twice?" He said laughing and running out of drink.

"Alien?" Mitsuko was confused. She didn't know what he was talking about because she never got a chance to see the screen. "I don't know anything about an alien, but I did want to thank you for standing up for me before. That was very brave of you." she gave him a light kiss on the cheek, then stepped back and smiled warmly. "I'm Mitsuko Kitsuragi. What's your name?"