Fushigi High: The New Generation

Priya stared at the phone she'd had to pay a lot of people to sneak into the facility, the phone she'd had for almost too long, now. The phone she'd ruined lives with. She gulped once, and picked one foot up, and drove it down hard onto the phone, shattering the screen and crushing it beyond repair.



As she did so, Shadow Priya shattered with it, leaving a puddle of black metallic parts and black ooze. In its place, an android-like Goddess glowed in midair where Shadow Priya had stood, her many arms raised in peace.

"Her phone... The source of the evil?" Meika dropped her guard as she saw everything unfold, the spirit rising from the ashes and pledging her allegiance to Priya. "This is more than what we signed up for..."

As Santos spoke, she shook her head. His brattiness would get her attention one on one, this dish would be served cold. For now, she'd turn her attention to what's going on in front of her. She looked at Karma and shook her head again, the panic beginning to annoy her. "Calm down boy. Red hair is in distress, that's what we have to settle first." She said walking down to Priya. "You cool red head?"

Hikaru frowned looking at the mirror.
“It seems the game is still playing by the same rules as before good. This means we don’t need to be worried until later on” He muttered staring at the mirror while pulling out a notebook pencil.

“If anything happens to the students it will be another, what twenty years before anyone uses this building again I suggest you don’t try to mess it up this time around” Hikaru stated having assessed the situation.

Sophie hadn’t done much during the battle or incident or whatever it was she didn’t know what to call it. She made her way over to Karma looking un-amused. “I suggest that once we get back we find weapons because with everything that is going on it seems this time around we got by mostly by luck” She muttered.

// HELLO PALS, I HAVE RETURNED!!!


Character Sheet -; I know in the last one, I wrote Kite was the youngest but let's let this slide.

Name: Sosuke Jazukure.
Age: 16.
Profession: Student.
Biography: Sosuke is the last life line of the Jazukure family line. The boy was only eight years old at the time when his older brother, Kite, had disappeared. It deeply affected his family, putting everyone in a state of depression. It resulted in Sosuke being neglected often due to his family being in a state of mourning. He too, was affected by the loss in their family. As the youngest sibling, Sosuke looked up to Kite and truly admired him. He had huge shoes to fill into, and fought against his flaws, still remaining happy in life. However, after Kite disappeared there no longer was a source of light in his life. All of his motivation had been deprived. With his older brothers and father being successful, they were forced to carry on and to tend to their businesses. But it still left their family with many questions. Sosuke took it upon himself to find the answers and to attempt to discover more upon the disappearance of his brother. It didn't help that his family became bombarded by the paparazzi, or anyone, attempting to get any type of information on Kite. He got carried away and became persistent with his search. A couple passing by called the police, informing them of a figure forcefully breaking into a building. That building being the same hall the party being held for Kite's last birthday was held.
Appearance:
Strengths: Highly determined and cunning.
Hobbies and Likes: Hockey is all he knows and loves.
Persona Appearance and Details:
Though Alphonse appears to be gentle—even harmless, at times—its core combat programming takes over when the unit senses danger, utilizing its entire arsenal to eliminate anything it perceives as a threat. This has led to instances of conflict with the few humans it has encountered, and has driven it to avoid populated areas in favor of the wild, uncharted regions of the world. It is noted that he is not the brightest, but does his best to protect those from evil.
Flaws: Absent-minded –; Preoccupied to the extent of being unaware of one’s immediate surroundings. Abstracted, daydreaming, inattentive, oblivious, forgetful.

Dependent –; Unable to exist, sustain oneself, or act appropriately or normally without the assistance or direction of another.

Phobic –; They have a severe form of fear when it comes to this one thing. In his case, he suffers from Claustrophobia.

Additional Details: Breaking and entering.

(In, welcome back.)

Priya breathed out steadily, and smiled at Meika. "I'm...well, you all saw that. That was a lot. I've no idea what's going on. And believe me, I'm asking her the same questions. And she's not answering. Part of me thinks....even SHE doesn't know what's going on here."

She let out one last long breath, and looked up as the bathroom mirrors appeared just across from them. A way out.

"And I guess that's the exit, huh? Time to go face the music."

She looked at the floor, where her mobile phone lay crushed and shattered. Part of her felt sad. The phone and the catfishing had made her feel powerful and wanted, but look where it had gotten her- a correctional facility, and what she was currently chalking up to some communal mental breakdown. Part of her felt free- she didn't have to stay up late to talk to those in different time zones, didn't have to constantly juggle plates just to-what? Feel a rush?

She stomped on the phone again, hard, just to make sure.

"Okay, I'm good. Let's go."

Located in a distant hallway, was Sosuke leaned over against his knees attempting to pry open a door. The timing couldn't have been better. The halls were silent, others were causing mischief, no one would dare suspect the boy of scurrying away. His deep, rich raven locks fell against the male's ears. Both hands were extended forward towards the handle of the door. In one hand held a paper clip, in the other was a card. A small portion of his tongue slipped passed his lips as his eyebrows were furrowed. He quickly was becoming frustrated with how his efforts were not successful. It wasn't an ideal situation to begin with, Sosuke wasn't too happy to be locked up, knowing how disappointed his parents must be. However, he would turn this situation into an opportunity. The male was determined to figure out any information that revolved around his older brother. As much as he hated rebelling so much, but he did not want to be the one to give up. There was so much to discover and he was going to be the one to go the extra mile for Kite.

Masato made an exhale "I doubt anything I do will make a difference."




Masato made an exhale "I'm trying to understand what my son got into that made him disappear into oblivion." He stated calmly

"your son disappeared." Santos muttered

Masato hummed "he's one of the fushigi eight. Arashi Satou."

Santos blinked then his face hardened "right... your dead son."

Masato took an inhale and exhale "yes, my dead son who even now haunts me from the grave." He hummed "but I can also think that it's not him that's haunting me but something else perhaps my guilt on what I've done." He sighed "I am glad you all survived this one but I surmise it is just the beginning."

"Not for me." Santos muttered "I don't want any part of this shit."

Masato grunted "you don't want any part."

"Nope, I don't care if they think I need to be tested, I'm not gonna take it, These shadows don't control my life I do. I choose my path and my fate anyone who thinks they can force their way on me." He scoffed "I'll overcome them no matter what they try nothing will make me bend to anyone's will." He hummed "I'm out of here good luck with your tests you'll need it." He walked off

As Santos spoke, Priya nodded. It was a lot. There was so much going on, and she understood. Masatou had seen such loss, and the tests weren't fair. The shadows of this place had clearly twisted over time, and had become harsher. She wanted to say something, but he was already leaving so fast. 

At this moment, the group were interrupted by Hatsumomo Nitta, and Ms. Shima. Hatsumomo, the director of finance, gave the group a large, fake smile. "The search going well, is it? Ah, I see you've found Priya. In the toilets. Like we thought. Honestly, Nadeshiko-" She spoke, staring at Ms. Shima sharply. "If there were any room in the factory programs, I'd disband this useless psychology focus group you've made for yourself."

Ms. Shima stared at her shoes. Priya kept her mouth shut. Something about Ms. Shima's demeanor made her think she knew things about Fushigi, and something about Ms. Nitta's attitude made it clear she didn't.

"First order of business- where is Santos? We have good news for him. And Masatou....I have less good news for you. And...that...doesn't help." She finished lamely, pointing at the bathroom mirror.

It clearly read aRAsHi WiLl nEVeR rETuRN tO mE.

"Hurry along, inmates.Ms. Shima will speak to you, it's almost time to turn in. I'll speak to Masatou alone."

After they'd gone, Hatsumomo fixed Masatou with a stare. "You know I have to let you go, Masatou. I know your child lost his life here, but....finding you in the toilets with the children? That graffiti? You have a job to do. You have classes to teach. And while I respect that you are a very intelligent man...you're too close to the scandal. Kimiko and Hikaru at least keep their noses clean- Hikaru told me he was coming to check on the children....but you? I fear you're a loose cannon. You're fired."

She left the bathroom quickly, and Masatou left to clear his desk in silence.

"Santos...Santos!" She spoke, spying the young man in the hall. "I need to speak to you. There's been a clerical error. Naturally, there's more to this, but to cut a long story short, you have been falsely imprisoned. Your lawyer has worked overtime to bring this to light, and you are free to go."

She patted the young man on the shoulder, and gave what she thought was a winning smile. "I recommend you sue. There's a taxi ready to take you home, all of your belongings are in it, I've been told. Enjoy your freedom, young man."

Santos nodded, and headed out through the hall, guards escorting him, making sure he got through all the doors. Once he was outside, it was beginning to rain, and it was dark. Night had fallen. He ran to the taxi, and opened the door. Something was wrong. The taxi door opened into black oblivion, and a large, thick tendril whipped out of the car and pulled him, snapping the door shut. The taxi pulled out of the instution's driveway, and drove off, no one noticing.

= = = = = = 

Ms. Shima regarded the group. She lowered her voice. "Look....I know about the....well, the....I think they're ghosts? I haven't been entirely honest with you. I kinda selected you from the start. You all have backgrounds either in Fushigi history, like me, or totally unrelated, but you all have talents. Those accidents...I'm sure weren't accidents. But the police never believed me, and I could never find enough evidence on my own. This is where you come in. I can only assume you've encountered...whatever it was. And for that, I'm sorry. I don't know how this works, I don't know how dangerous it is. I've tried to keep you children safe, but I've failed, I know that." She paused, and smiled sheepishly.

"Hatsumomo thinks the group is a waste of time,but we know that this mystery runs deep, and we need to find the answers, soon. More people will surely be in danger. If you need adult help, I can assist. Hikaru can help. And Kimiko, the librarian, can, too. And also, he was delayed transfer, but another member will be added to your group. His name is Sozuke Jazukure. You'll be meeting him soon. But for now..."

"It's getting late. I can answer whatever questions you may have, but then it's time to sleep."

Meika looked at Ms. Shima with rage in her eyes. She just unknowingly risked her life for a cause that wasn't even her own, she needed answers. However, since she was trapped in this prison, anger wouldn't be the method. She needed to be patient, make every decision count. "Lady, you knew what you were doing. We could've lost our lives. What questions do we need to ask? You need to do more explaining. Especially your logic behind all of this." She scoffed, her anger dying for now, but it never stayed down for too long.

She thought about bringing up that mystical summon, but the chances of her knowing the answer were slim. Also, it may be good to keep that as a secret weapon, Meika and the group were basically being extorted. They needed to keep as much of their information limited as extract as much as they could. The group had leverage now, there's not much else to lose except their lives. And that wouldn't benefit anyone. "We also need better living arrangements." She smiled.