149A/N: Another World Trigger fic that I randomly thought up. This one will be a multi-chapter that I will hopefully finishing writing while camping this week, and get uploaded after that. The fic I was planning on posting I manged to lose before finishing, so that's somewhere in my files. Anyway, I likely won't be able to write any up-to-date fics on anything past episode 39 of the anime. I have kindle, which I use for writing and watching World Trigger, but today it spontaneously updated and now it can't play any videos whatsoever. I'll try and fix it, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to and if I can't, I won't be able to get a replacement for a few months. Anyway, enjoy this fic, reviews are great, sorry it's short and if you have any idea how I can fix my kindle, tell me in the reviews because I'm about to throw it out a window.
Remember, I don't own World Trigger and if someone is OOC, make sure to tell me :)
"That was good guys. You two did great against those two teams," Osamu said, praising his teammates. They had just easily defeated two teams in the B-Rank , winning their first two matches despite lacking their leader.
"Those people weren't very good. Their strategies were easy to get around," Yuma pointed out. Chika nodded, causing Osamu to smile.
"I'm glad you guys did good," he told them. But Osamu's smile suddenly disappeared, changing into a look of terror as he jumped a foot in the air when a hand landed on his shoulder. He turned to see Jin smiling down at them.
"That was good you two. Those others squads didn't stand a chance. Also, you sounded pretty confident Four-Eyes. It's nice to see that you have faith in your teammates," the brunette said. Osamu rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
"Well I know Kuga has a lot of experience when it comes to fighting, and Chika has a lot of Trion as well as good aim. Plus they're both a lot stronger than me. There was no way they would lose," the raven haired teen explained. Chika and Yuma smiled at their leader, then turned to watch the final announcements for the next battle.
While Jin, Osamu and Chika were focused on the screen, Yuma found himself distracted. He got an odd feeling, like he was being watched, but he just couldn't shake it. He found himself glancing around, but no one seemed to be looking at him in particular, not with an Elite agent such as Jin in their presence.
A few minutes later, as Yuma was watching the screen in front of everyone, he caught a glimpse of fire-like purple in the corner of his eye. He whipped his head to the side, squinting as he tried to make out a shape, but all he saw was purple. It was familiar and unsettling, but he just couldn't place it. Not until a black figure moved into view. It was floating in the middle of the fire, hidden behind a wall, but it just barely stuck out from it's hiding place. It seemed to be staring at Yuma, as he felt it's gaze burning holes into his own eyes. Wait. EYES. He suddenly remembered why the purple flame-like substance was so familiar.
"N-no..." Yuma breathed. He felt his knees go weak, before completely buckling underneath him. He felt his body hit the floor but the pain didn't register. He heard voices but they were muffled, as if he was underwater. It felt like he was underwater. His grasp on reality was slipping through his fingers like sand as he stared at that spot, that spot where IT had been. It was gone now, but it had no doubt been there. It was no hallucination.
Yuma didn't react to the muffled voices or feel himself get shaken as his friends hovered over his unresponsive body.
All he could see was that mysterious purple flame.
All he could feel was burning pain in his arm, leg, side and eye.
All hear was the silence of death.
All he could smell was the metallic stench of blood, his own blood.
Somehow, he managed to get out two words before the world around his completely faded into the dark water that was drowning him in fear.
"It's here."