DEADLY DESIRES chapter 2

[In the first chapter, our hero, a typical middle school girl, woke up as “Akane Takana”, the hero of one her favorite Japanese novels. She seems to be stuck in one of her plots. Will she wake up in time to home again?]

The door burst open to reveal…my eyes widened for a split second…wait… what? What is happening? Is this the right book? Wasn’t there supposed to be a zombie? This HAS to be another book! Oh, I must’ve gotten the title wrong…

Interrupting my inner dialogue was a woman in an all-white suit with bodyguards following her.

“Who are you?! What do you want from us?!” someone yelled.

“As mentioned before, you might wonder who we are and what we want. To answer that question, we are an organization to create the perfect humans for society and currently a virus has been found so we are on lockdown.”

Silence. I had yet to process the strange woman’s words. I heard someone say Fujisawa sensei. A master of some kind.

“And how do you plan on doing that?” asked the student beside me.

“First of all,” she said, “we will estab- lish dormitories, meaning you won’t be able to leave the school until we find a cure to the virus and we will divide the classes based on your performances from A to D.”

Wait. Is this ‘classroom of the elites’ kind of stuff?

“You are to go the the auditorium where you will receive more information on what is currently happening,” she said in her commanding way.

What the heck is happening?!

“Akane! Let’s go!” my friend Izumi said. At least I recognized her.

“Yeah, coming Izumi!”

In the auditorium, we were all assembled and listened obediently.

“To sort you in your new classes,” Fujisawa sensei said, “you will be required to take an exam that will take place in 3 hours. You are allowed to prepare yourselves in any way you wish. Or you could also do nothing. It’s up to you.”

Murmurs were heard everywhere.

“You are allowed to leave now, see you in 3 hours.”

3 hours passed and we completed the strange exam…We’ve never done this! These aren’t even things we are supposed to learn in this grade! What questions!

“Akane,” Izumi interrupted my thoughts once the test was over, “they put our results on the board already; let’s see which class we are in!”

Ok, I guess. Let’s see if we’re in the same class. Wait, what? How did this happen?!

Izumi shouted with joy: “We are in the same class! And it’s class A! Isn’t this amazing?!”

“Yes! Yes!” Now quiet down Izumi. People are looking at us weird.

I sighed. A new guy approached us.

“Hi, nice to meet you. I’m Kaito Ikari,” he said. “Looks like we will be classmates from now on.”

Hm, there aren’t many people in Class A, as compared to the others. We are only 10.

“So—o, what’s your name?” Kaito asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

“Oh sorry, I’m Akane. Akane Tanaka.”

“Well nice to meet you Tanaka-san.”

“No need for formalities. Just call me Akane.”

“Well, then you can call me Kaito too.”

Fujisawa sensei arrived again, looking even more cool and authoritarian.

“Ok, now that we are here,” she said, “I will personally teach this class. Let’s start with introducing ourselves.”

Ug, I don’t like introducing myself.

What am I supposed to say?

“Akane. It’s your turn!” Izumi whispered.

I stood up nervously.

“Hi everyone, my name is Akane Tanaka but you can call me Akane. Take care of me, hope we can be friends.” I smiled and bowed, then took my seat.

“Ok, do you have questions regarding this class? Why YOU have been chosen?”

“What will we be doing that makes us different from other classes, and why do YOU have to teach us personally?” someone asked.

Fujisawa smiled, clearly amused.

“You will learn that information in the future. Now, I have a question. How do you feel about this class? About being chosen?”

I…honestly I don’t know why I’m here, on so many levels!

“How is that relevant?” snorted a guy next to me.

“Oh Kimura-san, it will be very important in this class actually. Every lesson has a purpose. Let’s start the lesson now.”

We proceeded to do breathing exercises on yoga mats.

What kind of class is this?! All we are doing is meditation and yoga! What kind of ‘ClASsROoM oF tHe EliTes’ is this?

A month passed as so. We did yoga, meditation and emotional control the whole time. Boring stuff.

“Guys, since sensei hasn’t arrived yet, how about we play a game?” said Izumi. “Let’s play a game of truth or dare. Akane, you ask first.”

Oh no, more pressure. I just want to be left alone!

“Ok, um, Hanako, truth or dare?”

“Truth,” she replied stoically

“Uhm…”

“Just ask a question!” said Kimura, frustrated.

“Uhm…oh, don’t you think class A is weird? I mean don’t you find it weird that all we do is meditation, yoga and emotional control instead of actual classes?”

“Yeah, true I guess. I thought I was the only one who thought that.”

Everyone joined in.

“I think it’s unusual, but I think there must be a reason for them making us do these kinds of activities.”

Suddenly, the lights turned off and the room started shaking uncontrollably. It was a bit chaotic, I just heard voices.

“Everyone, calm down for a second and grab the hand of the person closest to you. Let’s make a roll call!”

“What?”

“Where’s Akira?”

“Wanna know what’s happening?” said a familiar voice.

The lights flicked on and the shaking ceased.

“Akira?” we all said in unison.

She stood up with a glow about her.

“We are becoming supernaturals,” she said mildly.

We looked at her as if she grew another head.

“Akira…are you ok?” I asked in disbelief.

“No, moron. We are becoming supernaturals.”

“You are kidding.”

“Apparently, she’s not,” said Fujisawa sensei, reentering the room. “It’s about time I tell you the true purpose of this class.”

Silence. She took a cup and poured water inside, then touched the water, freezing it instantly.

“Powers.”

“It’s unbelievable but…it’s true,” Akira said. “We’re capable of doing super-human acts.”

“And how do you know?” Hanako asked

Fujisawa sensei interrupted: “Akira was the first one in the class to find her element,” she said.

“Elements? Please explain,” I said utterly confused.

“To put it simply, these powers develop in a situation of stress or intense emotion. Your powers depend on your personality and what you desire most in life. But overusing your powers could make you pass out…even kill you.”

The room became tense and silence was the only thing you could hear.

“This is the true purpose of this class, for you to learn how to use your powers and possibly eliminate the virus with them. People are turning into monsters because of this virus. The world depends on leaders to save them. This is why you are here.”

This is too much…

“It’s time to let the real class begin,” said Fujisawa sensei, smiling sickly at us…

It’s really too much…