Part three, ALSOwritten by Choco
(I am unblame- able. I'm just the plot creator.)
(I am unblame- able. I'm just the plot creator.)
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I can't think! :D
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‘You will just have to choose.’ Himitsu shrugged. She was bandaging her ankle, of which was badly scraped.
Yuri studied the girl. She looked about the same age as him. You never know. He stared hard at the girl, who was struggling with her bandage.
‘Let me help you.’ Yuri said, reaching out for the bandage.
She snatched it away.
‘I can do it, thank you.’ Himitsu muttered arrogantly. ‘I am in no need of your help.’
She continued figuring out the bandage. Yuri took the bandage, lifted her ankle to his knee and wrapped it around swiftly. He tied it up and put it down slowly.
‘I told you, I could do it!’ Himitsu snapped. She stood up. ‘Nosey parker.’
She extended a finger and drew a square out in the air. It was magical, as where she traced, a light followed. Soon, there was a neon green square floating in mid-air.
Himitsu snapped her fingers again. The square became bigger. Suddenly, a cracking sound was heard. They turned around.
The shield was breaking. The zombies had ripped open the barrier.
‘What’re we going to do?’ Yuri asked. ‘What re we going to do?!’
‘Shut up and let me think!’ Himitsu snapped. She raised her palm at them and yelled something in a language unknown.
The whole band of zombies flew backwards. Himitsu grabbed his wrist and flitted across the room. The zombies stood up and were following them.
‘Come on!!’ Himitsu yelled at the boy that was looking back every two seconds. She seized a vase and threw it at the Moriko-zombie. The zombie looked unfazed.
Yuri ran to the umbrella stand and took out and umbrella. He charged at the zombies and stabbed it through their heads. The zombie looked at Yuri, merely laughed and lifted him off the ground. The zombie threw him to other side of the room.
Himitsu shouted out a few words of the same language as before. The zombie trembled and shattered to the ground. When Himitsu looked up, the zombie had used his shattered pieces to attach himself back. Yuri stood up shakily. He snatched a pocket knife from the desk and threw it at a zombie.
The zombie pulled out the knife and threw it back at him. When it was about to stab Yuri, Himitsu jumped out and caught the knife. She whispered things to the knife. It multiplied by number and size. She threw them onto the floor, and with one flick of her wrist, the big versions of pocket knives charged at the zombies, stabbing and poking them.
Himitsu extended her finger again and drew a hasty square. She grabbed Yuri’s collar and threw him into the square. Himitsu jumped in after him.
She fell right on top of Yuri.
‘Argh!’ Yuri exclaimed. Himitsu hopped off of him without apology and raised two of her palms to the square. She screamed a word of the weird language and the square vanished.
Yuri turned around and looked at the place he was in.
‘A hospital?’ He questioned. Himitsu grabbed his collar and dragged him into the hospital from the back door.
Yuri fell face flat on the floor.
‘Why are we here?’ Yuri asked.
Yuri studied the girl. She looked about the same age as him. You never know. He stared hard at the girl, who was struggling with her bandage.
‘Let me help you.’ Yuri said, reaching out for the bandage.
She snatched it away.
‘I can do it, thank you.’ Himitsu muttered arrogantly. ‘I am in no need of your help.’
She continued figuring out the bandage. Yuri took the bandage, lifted her ankle to his knee and wrapped it around swiftly. He tied it up and put it down slowly.
‘I told you, I could do it!’ Himitsu snapped. She stood up. ‘Nosey parker.’
She extended a finger and drew a square out in the air. It was magical, as where she traced, a light followed. Soon, there was a neon green square floating in mid-air.
Himitsu snapped her fingers again. The square became bigger. Suddenly, a cracking sound was heard. They turned around.
The shield was breaking. The zombies had ripped open the barrier.
‘What’re we going to do?’ Yuri asked. ‘What re we going to do?!’
‘Shut up and let me think!’ Himitsu snapped. She raised her palm at them and yelled something in a language unknown.
The whole band of zombies flew backwards. Himitsu grabbed his wrist and flitted across the room. The zombies stood up and were following them.
‘Come on!!’ Himitsu yelled at the boy that was looking back every two seconds. She seized a vase and threw it at the Moriko-zombie. The zombie looked unfazed.
Yuri ran to the umbrella stand and took out and umbrella. He charged at the zombies and stabbed it through their heads. The zombie looked at Yuri, merely laughed and lifted him off the ground. The zombie threw him to other side of the room.
Himitsu shouted out a few words of the same language as before. The zombie trembled and shattered to the ground. When Himitsu looked up, the zombie had used his shattered pieces to attach himself back. Yuri stood up shakily. He snatched a pocket knife from the desk and threw it at a zombie.
The zombie pulled out the knife and threw it back at him. When it was about to stab Yuri, Himitsu jumped out and caught the knife. She whispered things to the knife. It multiplied by number and size. She threw them onto the floor, and with one flick of her wrist, the big versions of pocket knives charged at the zombies, stabbing and poking them.
Himitsu extended her finger again and drew a hasty square. She grabbed Yuri’s collar and threw him into the square. Himitsu jumped in after him.
She fell right on top of Yuri.
‘Argh!’ Yuri exclaimed. Himitsu hopped off of him without apology and raised two of her palms to the square. She screamed a word of the weird language and the square vanished.
Yuri turned around and looked at the place he was in.
‘A hospital?’ He questioned. Himitsu grabbed his collar and dragged him into the hospital from the back door.
Yuri fell face flat on the floor.
‘Why are we here?’ Yuri asked.
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Third part of Okaeri, SERIOUSLY written by Choco.
Posting by K (not again...)
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Okaeri is a fantasy story written for fun by two brain-dead students who have no sense of what they are doing.Okaeri rightfully belongs to Choco and K. No copying or distributing in public without written permission from the two creators as listed above.
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