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Standing in horror, Kuroko couldn't think. This wasn't right. None of this was right. How could they do this? How? How? How?
The Generation of Miracles had already left. They didn't even think about what they had done.
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That score wasn't natural. That play wasn't natural. Ogiwara? He had left too. He looked so broken. Kuroko spun, rushing after Ogiwara. He couldn't lose Ogiwara. He couldn't.
"Ogiwara!" Kuroko reached out, his fingers gripping Ogiwara's shoulder, pulling him to a stop. "Please, don't go!"
"Leave me alone, Tetsu. I can't even look at you after that. I can't… I can't…" Ogiwara refused to look back, the water building in his eyes again. "Just leave me alone!"
"I can't do that!"
"Why?! Why can't you do that?! Because of you… Because of your team…"
"That wasn't my team!"
"You're a part of their club, aren't you?! You play with them; practice with them; compete with them! They're your team, and you let them do this!"
"N-no. I didn't want this."
"But you wanted to win! You're just like them!" Pushing Tetsu away, Ogiwara stormed forward, freezing as the bright lights hit his face.
"Ogiwara!" Jumping forward, Tetsu tried to reach his friend in time, but it was too late.
Screeching, the car swerved, hitting the two teens. Glass cracked, shattering the falling onto the concrete below. Blood coloured the floor as the screams echoed around.
Running towards the accident, the citizens tried to save the bodies, but it was already too late. Kuroko Tetsuya, Shigehiro Ogiwara and Zakai Isa were all dead.
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Frowning, the young girl stepped towards the breaker, cracking her hands as she held her fingers over the electrical circuit.
Sparking, the whole house began to light up and flicker until a soft click echoed, the lights shining unbroken. "Got it!"
Skipping away, Isa grinned. Her single blue eye sparkled, unlike her milky white alternative that seemed lifeless in its socket, cut with the scars that covered her left side. She walked to the living room, watching Tetsu move the sofa to the middle of the room without touching it. Ogiwara floated above them all, putting the trap on the top shelf.
"Hey, Tetsu? What's your final wish?"
Tetsu jolted, almost dropping the sofa as he glanced at Isa. "My what?"
"Your final wish? Your regret? Your unresolved mission in life that has cursed your very being into staying on Earth and chaining your soul to this plane of existence until it is resolved?"
Pausing, Tetsu blinked at Isa.
"I creeped you out again, didn't I?"
"A little bit."
"So blunt." Isa pouted, leaning closer to Tetsu. "Well, what is it?"
Tetsu hummed, lifting his head. "I suppose I want to play Basketball with my friends again?"
Grinning, Isa hopped up. "Then we'll make it happen!"
"It's not as simple as that."
"Don't care. It's happening. It's your last wish, after all."
Tetsu smiled, ruffling Isa's brown hair. "And we'll make sure you can talk to your mum again."
Ogiwara tutted, floating from the room and through the wall.
Tetsu shook his head, ignoring Ogiwara’s sour mood. "We'll move on; just you wait. The afterlife won't know what's hit them."
Isa laughed, cheering loudly as her fingers sparked. "Yes! All shall bow beneath my feet!" Isa paused, glancing at Tetsu who was looking at her. "Too much?"
“Just a tad.”