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Prologue - Part 1

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Darkness. Silence. The only two sensations I was experiencing at the time. I don’t remember much before. Just the vibrations of being driven somewhere and then a loud noise. Everything else is lost on me.

Voices surround my faded consciousness. They sound panicked, but I can’t make out a word they’re saying. It sounds like they’re… ordering each other around. And with that, they move into the darkness I’m stuck in… except for one.

“Hey.”

It calls out to me.

“Hey… Can you hear me?”

“Looks like you enjoyed your sleep, huh?” he asks with a small laugh, still looking down at me. “You’re all curled up on the floor. That’s not very sanitary, you know.”

…Oh. I guess I am.

“Where… is this?” I asked as I finally sat up and looked around. The room looked like the lobby of an expensive hotel, tables and potted plants respectively decorating the room with a large fountain in the very center, which I happened to be lying next to. The next three things to catch my attention were the lack of windows, a security camera seemingly following our every move… and two other people sitting at the nearby table, another man and a woman. One of them was unconscious, whereas the other was sitting next to him, trying to get him to wake up by various means. “...What the hell is going on?”

“That’s what we’ve been trying to figure out,” the man ran a hand through his hair before the woman from the aforementioned table walked over to us. She had bleached hair styled into space buns and wore a multicolored jacket and fingerless gloves, while the guy had wavy brown hair and adorned a basic red hoodie. “I can’t get him to wake up,” she said. “I’ve tried just about everything. He’s just gonna have to wake up on his own time.

She then turned to me, eyeing me up as I carefully stood. “What’s wrong?” I asked, a hint of annoyance growing in my tone. I wasn’t a big fan of people staring at me, which they tend to for a number of reasons. Either because I’m “really tall,” or “really skinny,” or “really pale” or something else that “really” isn’t their business.

“Nothing,” she said, raising her hands defensively. “I was just about to suggest we all introduce ourselves.”

“Oh, that’s right!” he exclaimed as he planted a fist into his palm. “Well, let me start us off. I’m Enkai Magata, the Ultimate Guitarist!”

“Ultimate?” I asked. I stood there for a minute before everything clicked. I must’ve still been a little drowsy. “Oh- oh wait! Never mind, I remember.”

Ultimates. Those who are the absolute best in their respective field, scouted out by a worldwide, government-funded organization known as the Ultimate Society. You’ll know if the Ultimate Society takes interest in you if they cordially invite you to one of the many Ultimate Academies located across the globe. There are two categories to Ultimate Students: High-School Level Ultimates and College-Level Ultimates. You can become a College-Level Ultimate from a High-School Level, but it’s extremely unlikely. I just had to ask.

“So…” I started. “...Which level are you?” “College-Level,” Enkai answered, pointing a thumb in the blonde woman’s direction. “Same for Luna here.”

“Luna?” I asked, looking over at her.

“Yeah, that’s me,” she smiled. “I’m Luna Sykes, Ultimate Roller Derby Champion. Not surprised you don’t know; only like, two other people in this building care about sports, let alone Roller Derby. But still!”

“It matches the look,” I nodded. So that’s the Ultimate Guitarist and Ultimate Roller Derby Champion. “It’s pretty cool. Roller Derby sounds like something I’d like to get into, but from what I’ve seen…” “You’re gonna say it’s too hands-on for you, aren’t you?” Luna raised an eyebrow. I nodded, feeling a small wave of embarrassment wash over me. “It’s no big deal. A lot of people say it. Gets on my nerves, but what can you do?”

“Anyway,” Enkai started. “What about you, stranger?”

My eyes widened. I should’ve expected to be asked this, but it still took me by surprise. I stuttered for a second before getting myself together and answering.

“...Terumin Inumaki. I’m the Ultimate Tutor.”

“Ultimate Tutor?” Enkai asked, stroking his chin and smiling at me. “That’s pretty good. You look real smart, so it checks out.” I simply nodded in gratitude and moved on. Did... did he wink at me?

“How many people are here?” I asked. It couldn’t just be us four. Not from all the voices I heard when I was unconscious. “Sixteen,” Luna answered. “After we woke up, we all agreed to split into groups and explore what we could. Most of the doors are locked, though, and a lot of things just won’t turn on, so we’re just hanging around until we can get some answers out of whoever locked us in here.” “And before you ask, the front door is…” Enkai paused, looking at the door in contemplation. “...Let’s say, heavily secured. If you try to put your hand on the door, it shocks you. Bad. And it just doesn’t even budge if you try to bust it down. We have three people with more than enough muscle to break down a door, but…”

“So we’re really just stuck in here, then?” I asked. I knew the answer, I just… I couldn't believe it. Sixteen people, locked in some hotel. Or what was a very well-made recreation of a hotel. I began pacing around with my hand to my mouth. Immediately, the first thing I did was start speculating. “Okay, whoever’s behind this is definitely beyond rich… W-well, maybe it’s not a singular person, but an organization. Sixteen people being kidnapped and brought to an enclosed space like this isn’t something you can just do by yourself. You’d need a team behind it.” “I don’t think there’s much good in making theories right now,” Luna said, looking around the hotel lobby. “Until the people who kidnapped us make themselves known, we kinda have no choice but to sit around and wait. Speaking of, we should show you around. Or maybe just Enkai; I still have to watch that guy over there.”

Once she said that, Enkai took a deep breath and-

“WAKE UP, SLEEPYHEAD!!”

I winced and covered my ears instinctively. As Enkai and Luna both looked at me in confusion, another yell came from behind us, which only made me hold my ears tighter.

“Shut the FUCK UP!” “Nanmani-!”

There were two other voices now. The first belonged to a woman. It was rash and grumpy, like that of someone who’d been kidnapped and was forced to tolerate fifteen other people. I didn’t blame her. Most people would probably react like her. The second belonged to a man, however. His was much calmer, almost prince-like in how silvery and resigned it was. I turned around with my hands still to my ears to find two people now arguing.

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