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I pushed around the small space for an exit until a door from the cramped space open. I fell out and slowly stood up. I was in a...classroom? But, more importantly, I needed to escape. I walked out of the classroom door and down the halls. The floors were covered with grass and the walls looked like they would crumble down if I so much as touched them.
Suddenly, I heard a loud mechanical sound behind me. I turned to see a cross between a robot and a tank. It looked like something out of a sci-fi movie. So, like any normal person would do, I ran for my life.
I have to find an exit!
The robot was fast, though. It was slowly catching up to me. There were so many classrooms, but no clear way out.
Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!
I saw two giant doors. That had to be the way out. I dove through the doors and slid on the ground. It was a gymnasium floor.
"GOD DAMNIT!"
I stood up only to face a large group of teenagers around my age. They were all wearing generic high school uniforms similar to mine.
"Sorry, uh, I was just being chased by a giant and probably killer robot..."
None of them replied to me. They just stood there. Finally, after a few seconds, a guy with guacamole green hair spoke up.
"So, 15 of us now? Interesting...Perhaps this is going where I think it is."
Where am I? Who are these people?
Two other teenagers ran into the gym. A girl with long blond hair and a boy with a black hat.
"Ohhh...More people have arrived." Said a girl with white hair. She had an odd accent.
"Huh?" The blonde haired girl stared at the group. She was probably just as confused as we all were.
"Did you all get chased by that monster, too!?" A guy asked the two.
"O-Oh, yeah..." The blonde haired girl answered.
I guess no one cares about me. Ah, well, that'll make things easier. I won't get in the way. And why should I even trust these people?
"What... are they? What do they want with us?" Another guy asked in a deep voice.
"Do you want me to check on what's happening?" A guy with blackish purple hair offered.
"You can't!" A girl protested. "It's too dangerous out there!"
"It's likely that monster still lurks nearby..." A guy commented and a creepily mysterious tone.
My right hand began to shake as I started to panic. Great, now that damn right hand of mine is twitching. I couldn't have a Tonic Clonic seizure* in front of these teenagers that might make fun of me! I had to pull through with the small Clonic seizure** hand seizure. At least I don't pass out on these. I put my right hand in a fist and tried to ignore it.
"W-Wait!" The blonde haired girl shouted. "Who are you guys...? And why am I here--"
"And that makes 17." The green haired boy commented on the amount of people once again.
"What?" The blonde haired girl stared at him.
"I'm talking about us. There are 17 of us--all high schoolers. What do you think that means?" He paused for a moment. "Oh, right. Didn't answer your question. I can give you my name. It's Rantaro Amami. Let's leave it at that for now."
I rolled my eyes. Who cares about his damn name? We just need to get out of here.
"Huh? Um, okay..." The blonde haired girl, who was getting all the attention somehow.
"Anyway, why does it matter if there are 17 of us?" A guy with spikey purple hair asked. "There might be more coming."
"Nah, I think this is all of us. If this is what I think it is, anyway." The green haired guy responded.
"If this is what you think it is...?" A girl with dark brown hair and red eyes asked, seeming suspicious.
I don't like this guy either.
"What, you some kind of fuckin' know-it-all? If you know somthin', spit it out!" A tall girl with dirty blonde hair demanded.
My right hand twitched aggressively as the tension rose.
Suddenly, an obnoxious voice echoed throughout the gym.
"Okayyyy, quiet everyone! Shimmy down, shimmy down!"
I frantically looked around. None of the other teenagers said that.
"No, no, no! It's 'simmer down'!" Another voice with a similar childish tone said.
"Huh? Who's that? Where are they?" A girl with blue hair and glasses asked nervously.
And she got an answer as five of those terrifying robots surrounded us.
"Kyahahahaha! Thanks for bearing with us!"
They can talk?!
"AAAAAHHHH!" The blue haired girl screamed.
"Damn it! There are more monsters! We're surrounded!" The guy with the spiky purple hair yelled.
Yeah, no shit, Sherlock! And they're not monsters, they're robots!
"These aren't monsters. They're Exisals." One of the robots corrected.
"They're highly mobile, bipedal weapons platforms." Another 'Exisal' added.
"Weapons!?" They guy wearing the black hat exclaimed.
This is it. End of the line for me. I'm going to die.
"Should we take these for a spin by killin' one of 'em!?" The blue Exisal asked their fellow Exisals.
Please say no...
"Gyaaaahhh! Wait a minute!" A girl screamed. "It wouldn't be any fun picking on plain, good-for-nothing commoners!"
Uh, that's a bit rude...
"You're right. We should at least think of an interesting way to kill you. Maybe I'll pick ya up and squeeze ya till your guts come gushin' out like toothpaste!" The blue Exisal said.
"P-Please! Not like toothpaste!" The same girl shrieked.
"Stop encouraging it..." I muttered out of frustration.
"Urgh...I just imagined it. I can't handle gore." Said the pink Exisal.
"Than what if...we start peelin' off their limbs one by one, like string cheese?" The yellow Exisal suggested.
"Please, not like string cheese either!" The same girl yelled.
"Wait! We can't kill them with the Exisals." The red Exisal interrupted. "According to the schedule, the Exisals aren't supposed to show up till later!"
"But... we're in the Exisals right now!" The yellow Exisal said.
"Oh!" The red Exisal exclaimed. "So we are!"
I sat on the floor, drowning out everything and trying to control myself.
Don't panic...Even though you might die...
Without warning, five teddy bears suddenly jumped out of the Exisals.
"Pffft..." I put my hands on my mouth, grinning and trying not to laugh.
"Rise and shire, ursine!" They yelled at the same time. "With our powers combined, we are the Monokubs!"
After their new introduction, all that followed was silence. Well, except me trying not to burst out laughing.
I was scared of these teddy bears? Wow...
*Tonic Clonic (aka: Grand Mal) Seizure: A type of seizure characterized by a loss of consciousness for a short amount of time and the body makes multiple muscle contractions without control. People with this type of seizure are at a higher risk of injury before or during the seizure.
**Clonic Seizure: (aka: Focal Motor Seizure) A seizure where the muscles repetitively jerk and relax while the person stays conscious. This can be one of the stages of a Tonic Clonic seizure.