{Trust No One} // The Day the Minene Struck

Minene:

_{— {☆ } So it seemed this pipsqueak had some fight left in him at least. Minene did not feel happy killing someone so weak like this dork. She wanted to enjoy the thrill of the kill. Having to hunt down her prey and blow them into body parts.}

_{sEeInG tHe BlOoD fAlL oN tHe GrOuNd
WaTcHiNg ThE ViCtIm CrY oUt In PaIn}

_{{ Before she could get her enjoyment he pulled out a dart from his pockets. He was determined to save himself it seems. Minene was about to dodge when she noticed the dart was going after her Diary. He was not going after her bomb but her diary that clever bastard…}

<sub>“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK!”

{ She hissed the name number of curses as her number in the game was making some amount of irony. She needed to protect her diary at all cost but she would end up sacrificing something important in the end, and that would be half of her sight. The bomber tried to take the dart out of the way but she tripped on the dirt of the ground leaving her right eye in the line of fire.</sub>

<sub>{ “AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” Her cry of pain as the dart destroyed her eyeball as blood came out of her skull leaving her with blood over her white dress.

                         This bastard did this to Minene-sama?</sub> 

                                     _{I will kill him for this insult}

_{“You little shit this is not over Minene-sama always remembers her First Time!”}

_{{ She knew the police would be coming here which means Fourth will be here as well. She decided to live to fight another day and take her loss for now. Sending out smoke bombs she quickly ran over to a useable motorbike thanks to her Escape Diary. “I have a Diary as well and it makes for a Fucking sweet escape!” She yelled riding off leaving the brat and the school in pieces.}

_{— {♟} He…had missed?}

      _{No, that was not it. In the midst of red and gore, he was certain that the dart had indeed followed the path preferred. It was her who had moved. He had not quite expected it, but that would be naive of him. It would be almost ironic to have an excess of hubris lead to his pathetic death. He should have planned this better. But at least her movements were restricted. Saving her diary meant getting hit. And that’s what happened.}

      _{He saw the movements exaggeratedly slow. Every detail. Every vomit-surging spurt of blood as the eye… He had hit her eye?! Oh, God. That was so cruel, so disgusting. He really did want to throw up now. He felt it rise in his chest, that gross clump of breakfast, but he knew the sight of it would make things worse. He had to swallow and be brave. Brave. Haha… That was funny. As if. Minene… She still had strength, despite all the profanities and pain. He suspected that it did indeed hurt. What else could lead to such a scream? But… for her to still have enough strength to make an escape?}

       _{"Diary… escape?“}

       _{Right. Their diaries were specialized. The Random Diary… The Stalker Diary… "The…Escape Diary?”}

      _{But there was no time to overthink the minor details. That should come later. She was getting away now, but could he possibly chase her without setting off a bomb?! The…the path she had taken… He could still remember some of it, excluding the parts with the smoke covering it. Which was the majority. Screw it.}

      _{“MINENE-S-SAMA!!”}

                              _{“C-COME BACK, YOU…YOU CAN’T RUN THAT FAR!! COME BACK, PLEASE!”}

      _{It was impossible for her to actually listen to him and act upon such stupid suggestions. He had plenty of spare darts in his bag. The chance of him attacking were probably skyrocketing as each second past. He really should have killed her then. The…bombs… And so many of his classmates had died. Yuno.}

      _{Who had survived even? There was no direct response when he had asked the question prior. Screw her. He wished that he sneered as he threw that dart, but of course, he couldn’t. It was sickening. It was inhumane. It was not him to take another’s life and act as if he could do it with ease again. No… Even now, it hurt to think of it. That raw feeling in his throat now. His vision fogged slightly. Perhaps from the smoke? Whatever.}

       _{"MINENE-SAMAAAAAAAAA!!“}

{Trust No One} // The Day the Minene Struck

Minene-sama?!:

_{{ ✎ } So it seemed this would be her first kill in this game. Minene wondered who she would take down first but she never imagined it would be The First. Still this seemed to easy of a victory, and this boy must have some kind of plan in place for his survival.}

_{[ He must have some kind of trick up his sleeve better be ready just in case… ]}

<sub>“Hmm who haven’t I killed is a better question!  My mission in life is simple really. To become God and destroy all form of religion, it will be my duty to wipe out any kind of faith in the world that’s my dream. ”

—Why must I explain myself to this child?</sub>

_{—Could he have some worth left to live for?}

_{Still Minene held all the cards in her deck with the explosives, guns, and placement. She had everything she would need to live but she could not shake off this cold feeling of death. There was no way she would face her DEAD END.}

_{“It seems you are as good as dead oh well this was getting fun…” Before she could press the button something unexpected happened.}

_{— {♟} “Wipe out…religion?“}

      _{Repetition usually served as recoil from fright. But now… If it could lengthen the time of the conversation, it had potential for lengthening his life! A-and maybe even saving it! So as silly as he sounded, he would have to use reason to counter emotions… "You…don’t seem like a shallow person. You want to be God to destroy religion. Which would mean you probably don’t want fame… A-am I right?”}

     _NONONO!!

                 _{She was going to press the button…}

                       _{– so what?}

               _{He was going to die  - –                              … about time!}

                        _{And yet …}

                                             _{「he wanted to live. 」}

      _{The darts. They were still in his pocket, he could just reach in and strike…! A-and it was likely that the attack would be dealt with the element of surprise… He hadn’t shown any sign of aggression yet and the beads of sweat displayed genuine fear. He would just hope for luck… Yeah. That was it.}

      _{He…he had been relatively lucky over the past few days. Maybe something to contemplate over before his, uhh, doom? He had met Yuno, actually met her. She…she wasn’t as bad a person as he thought. Worse than what the first impression implied, but still, there was plenty a generous heart beating. And Mom and Dad… Even if Dad wasn’t always home, at least Mom had great cooking skills. She was too eccentric to serve as a parental figure, but she was a great mother nonetheless. And…and the double-bullseye from before! That was actually pretty fortunate of him! How could he possibly accept death now, knowing that his pathetic life was slowly brightening!?}

      _{“PLEASE FORGIVE MEEEE!!”}

                  _{– - right arm extending, allowing the dart to spiral in the favorable path. W…would it hit?}

{Trust No One} // The Day the Minene Struck

mimicryminene:

_{{ ☁—  
               So it’s come to this now…            
                     Will humans ever change…                                                                                                                        The cycle of hate and pain goes on…}  

                                           _{With no light in sight never ending…}

 
<sub>So it seemed the boy was going to come out of his shell now and not too soon. He sounded upset which happened to play into her own hands now. She knew this boy would come and face her in the courtyard now, and she prepared for his arrival too. Bombs hidden under the ground near her location set to blow.

“Well it’s about time you grew balls First! Still you had to wait for me to kill a few cops and students…” Minene said with a smirk on her lips. Still so observe this boy standing up for himself for once was a nice susprise to see…</sub>

_{“At least now you can die like a man…”}

— {♟}  _{“…S-students!?“}

      _{He had been, unfortunately, unable to divert his vision from the police cars exploding; rendered a bystander yet again; but the deaths of his classmates… It was his fault again, was it not? He should have stood up first, before anyone could die. Huh… Ironic. The more he tried to avoid death, the more Death actually visited.}

      _{"Minene-san! This…this is crazy!” Stammers flutter out again, tripping over sentences. Phone vibrates within his pocket, but it would be too risky to check the future now. No doubt that { DEAD END } was present. This girl… She had weapons, probably already planted. She had prepared and rather intricately as well.}

       _{He, on the other hand, despite the paranoia, had no intentions of killing anyone. He wanted her to die, yes… But he did not want to be the one to give the final blow.}

      _{– Because I’m a bystander.}

_{( Someone else, anyone but me, must carry out the dirty work. )}

                                             _Because…

                                                            _{…BECAUSE I’M STILL SCARED!}

       _{He did have a set of darts buried into his pockets. Was that not how they had killed the previous diary owner? The tactic might work again…}

      _{Flashbacks now. Memories of how their old teacher had died, the screaming, the black dust… Would he be able to see such a sight again and take it? Would he be able to bear the responsibility of another’s death?}

      _{I-I CAN’T…}

                  _{BUT I MUST.}

                             _{I WON’T…}

                                      _{BUT I HAVE TO.}

      _{“Minene-san…” Violent eyes even with hers. Tact was now imperative, he must get her to lower her guard, he must better his chances of survival. To live, she must die! He would deal with the consequences later. Gulping slowly, he continued to speak, voice still remaining coarse and unsteady. “Before… Before I die, can you tell me who…who y-you killed?”}

      _{Bottom lip trembling a little. Image of Wakaba Moe, the sweet girl who once sat behind him, flashed through his mind. Wakaba, Kousaka, Yuno… They can’t be dead, can they? It doesn’t matter. (Yes it does.) Even if they die, I will live!}

      _{“P-please…”}

{Trust No One} // The Day the Minene Struck

mimicryminene:

_{{☢— Minene figured it would be a matter of time before the students caved into her demands, but the sounds of sirens in the air meant the police were here now. She was expecting them but not this early as she was still trying to capture First. Still she knew no one could leave without dying as she heard the sounds of more explosives in the school.}

<sub>She pulled out her computer monitor to observe the events happening inside the school. She decided to play with First’s mind now to goat him into coming here. “Well I can see your classmate Yukki does not want to come out and play; however, that does not mean we can’t have some fun. If you want First I can start blowing up some other locations who knows I might even try a school of kindergarteners next time!”

    The vile threat of the terrorist would not come true</sub>

   _{Minene was not that heartless but she figured he would come}

   <sub>The terrorist knew how to push a person’s buttons

“If you don’t believe in my words you can trust Minene-sama’s handy explosives instead!” She yelled into her microphone now knowing they would have to hunt this boy down to stop the mad female from doing this somewhere else.</sub>

 _{Come out and play pipsqueak!}

{.♟;;  _{Kin…dergartners? So young?}

       _{She’s crazy! No, not crazy… I N S A N E . Was the need to capture him that urgent, that even the life of a toddler could not be spared? It was pure insanity… But it was also pure insanity not to step in. He could have helped, could have spoken up… But he was still scared. His heart was now beating noticeably, skipping beats in its haste. It hurt, it hurt that he was still this wimpy. Willing to have a child die than to risk a life of his own.}

      _{He really should reveal himself. He really should–}

                  _{WEEE-OOOO WEE-OOOO!}

       _{Huh? Could it be? [a savior?] The police were his friends, right? They would definitely help him! The sirens’ wails grew louder and louder, and hope began to return. Sweat still poured, but the storm was now a drizzle. He would be safe, right? The van would cross the field and save him, right?!}

       _{N O P E .}

                          _{˙˙˙suɐǝɯ plǝıɟ ǝɥʇ ssoɹɔ}

      _{The bombs were still there. The car, oh God, the car… It exploded. Just as badly as his shoe had, with fires everywhere. The officer did not even have a chance to get out. Poor guys… Yet another life wasted for his sake. It was all because of him–}

       _{"NOOOOO! MINENE-SAMA! I HOPE YOU’RE LISTENING, YOU…YOU MURDERER!“ Words were spat with such hatred that it was a wonder he didn’t stumble over his words. To kill innocent lives, to display the killing of innocent lives…! "I’LL KILL YOU! DON’T YOU DARE LAY A HAND ON THOSE KINDERGARTNERS!”}

      _{Hypocrisy. A common practice in the mouth of Amano Yukiteru. Was he not the one willing to have them die for his sake? But now, oh God… He wanted them safe. One death was too much… And that smell of a body burning, charred to death… It was too much. It was a stupid move, but he had to stop it. He was still a loser, but at least now he’d be a loser who stood up for himself!}

      _{“MINENE-SAMA!”}

{Trust No One} // The Day the Minene Struck

mimicryminene:

_{{{ ☠— Minene was lucky to have a source in the police. She was able to uncover info on Second and First.}

<sub>She dug into the history of a normal high school student, along with a violent killer. She figured the girl must love that boy yet they were both in the survial game. In the end things like love, money, power, and every other ideal means nothing to becoming God.

She noticed her phone was going off alerting towards a change in the future.</sub>

 [ 09/02/13 ] 12:43 pm >>First escaped through a window X Dead End Avoided X

<sub>Minene could not believe he escapred that explosive. The sounds of the kids screaming in pain should have included First. She noticed a few windows were open making the bomber gasp. He must have used one to escape that explosive.

Still he was not out of here yet. She decided to use the students to her advantage.</sub>

_{“Attention you little punks I’m only here for The First Yukiteru Amano, but if you all don’t bring him to Minene-sama everyone else will die here as well!”}

_{The bomber said through her megaphone with a sadistic grin on her lips.}

<sub>This is brilliant the little runts will cough him up for their own sake-

The terrorist said inside her mind knowing people would do anything in a state of fear like this. She had a history with observing human behavior when she was growing up in the Eastern part of the world.</sub>

_{HUMANS WERE ONLY SO BRAVE AFTER ALL}

{.♟;;  _{The announcement rang pretty loudly. That purple megaphone did its job, and at quite the decibels. No doubt its echoes reached the ears of all his fellow classmates.}

       _{The school was no longer safe. Not that the wretched building ever was. Yukiteru never thought its security would sink this low. To have a crazy bomber attack… Now that was pitiful. What happened to the freshly installed cameras the school boasted about? Not to mention the locks on the doors… The girl must have done her research.}

      _{Would his friends – could he dare call the demons who bullied him such an enduring term – be so quick to abandon him? The “greater good” would urge them to do so. After all, he was not one with any goals. His life’s value was zeroing in on nothing.}

      _{Minene-sama. That was what she had called herself; quite the boastful title, but what could his classmates do but obey? Though they had far more self-respect than him and his measly confidence, no one would retort with their lives on the line.}

      _{The field before him stretched out into the open. His school was never one for intense sports, but their little designated track field was rather big. It would be impossible to escape without anyone spotting him, especially over such a large piece of land. Besides, if his intuition was correct, Minene would be smart to leave any escape uncovered. It would be rigged, just as the boys’ bathroom had been. He could wait, but that would mean underestimating the powers of her diary. What information did her cellphone tell her anyway?!}

       _{The Random Diary was rather useful, but it had its limitations. It would not say exactly what happened to him, only the changes in his surroundings. Yuno’s diary would be helpful now… But it was too late. She was trapped indoors as well. Though she bore quite the unpredictable personality, she was sharp. She would not be stupid enough to actually try to escape the school, especially with those bombs… She wouldn’t risk the lives of everyone for his sake, right? R i g h t ? !}

       _{Purple eyes now flashing with fear. Sweat continued to fall from various skin pores, his shirt nearly soaked. He could strip, maybe. Just the top. Throw it onto the field and await any reaction. Yes, that might just work… But what if people were watching? To have [gulp] Moe Wakaba staring down at his pathetic lack of abs… He was not ripped at all, it would be too embarrassing!}

      _{But his shoes were a good alternative. Undoing the shoelaces was a chore, especially because he knew it would be the last moment shared with this beloved brand. His mom would never buy him a new pair, even if she knew the reasoning. Though loose on rules, she did have boundaries. When one of the sneakers was finally pried off, Yukiteru decided to find a suitable target. He was overall weak, but his aim was almost always precise. Good luck usually rode alongside him. Reeling his dominant arm back and spiraling the shoe provided him the results necessary to learn that the field was not safe. Almost instantly, the area surrounding the shoe’s new location had erupted, leaving behind the nauseating stench of burning rubber.}

       _{Now what?!}

{Trust No One} // The Day the Minene Struck

imicryminene:

<sub>{ ☠— “Why do you have to be such a fool pipsqueak?”

Tsk this boy had to act so cowardly. He could just die like a man and make things easier but no. This owner had to work hard to uncover the information on this kid. Her alias in the police helped give her the knowledge to find some owners in this city. She knew this might make her public enemy number one but that did not matter. When she could destroy all things relating to God.</sub>

<sub>She knew the boy would try and escape but she had the entire place under how power. She planted several bombs inside the school set to blow from movement by anyone. She also had the trigger for all of them inside her very heart turning herself into a weapon. She did not plan to die here but if the worst case happens she would be prepared.

“Hmm no need for an escape right now I just need to predict where he shall go next and set the bomb off at the right time…”

With luck it seemed he was near some bathrooms in the school. She had a bomb inside the stalls so even if students who had nothing to do with this fight were inside they were was good as dead. A manic look came on the girl’s face as she set off the bomb with her handy button trigger. She laughed as the explosion rumbled through the building causing fire and smoke now.</sub>

_{“You’re as good as dead First!”}

{.♟;;  _{Good as dead, First!}

      _{Though the first few words were smothered by fear and chaos, the last segment of the sentence was sufficient to warn the boy of the upcoming dangers. Racking his mind, clawing his brain – there had to be an answer somewhere! Good as dead…}

       _{The voice sounded awfully close, not to mention the triumphant flare embedded into the syllables. Logically thinking – a trait he had somehow picked up admist the confusion of life, she was either baiting him with a lie, or he was about to die soon. Could it be that his death would be linked with that “loud sound”? BEEP BEEP!!}

       _{Vibrations in his hand. The alert of his cellphone changing. No, not his cellphone. The future.}       

       ››[09/02/13] - 12:41
       There is a loud explosion in the bathroom.
xx DEAD END xx

      _{The threat of a Dead End was just enough to scare anyone. It was not the first time the message had flashed across his screen, yet the danger was as real as ever. Sweat glazed his forehead and perhaps other parts of his body. How lame. Yuno – where are you?!}

       _{He had around a minute maybe, even less. If he were to run out, the chance of the weirdo bomber being out was enough to ensure a death either way. He did not even know her name, her number, or her diary. What was he supposed to do?!}

       _{Mind said duck, heart said stay, gut said run. But what was he supposed to listen to? Everything was blurry now; if he were to faint from confusion, all would be over. What a stupid death. Very fitting for a stupid kid like him. The explosion would come soon, very soon…}

       _{Run, you idiot –}

                _{Nono, don’t! She’ll see you!}

        _{Wait! Was that a window in the back? It was small and tinged yellow – hopefully with not what he suspected the dye was – but was there enough room for a body his size to slip past? He was pretty scrawny for his, erm, age – not a fact too cool to admit. But at least now he could be grateful for such a frame.}

        _{Open the window, pinch nose shut, worm out. It hurt a little to get out, but not as much as it would be to get blown to shreds.}

        _{Outside! Gaspgasp, breath in all that fresh air of freedom! Oh, how great freedom wa–}

                 _BOOM!!

                                                     _{The explosions had begun.}

{Trust No One} // The Day the Minene Struck

mimicryminene:

_{Minene Uryuu was not a nice girl thanks to her history growing up. Losing her parents in the middle east was a hardening experience for herself. She learned to fight on her own to eat and survive. She learned from Eastern terrorists about creating and using all sorts of weapons to kill with. The girl had grown into being quite the mad bomber. She was eventually wrapped in the Survival Game thanks to Deus.}

_{Kill Everyone Else To Become God}

_{It seemed easy enough and she already found the First Diary owner in this school. She had prepared in advance with her arsenal of bombs. She also had put on her best dress to impress. She figured a school student was not exactly the best killer in the world but to have a diary meant you have potential. She was not going to underestimate this boy even if he looked rather pathetic right now. She quickly made herself know walking into this guy’s classroom.}

_{“Which one? What makes you think I know what you’re talking about boy! I could be a cosplayer wanting to stand out in school…”                                                                             She said teasing him about their situation. If only it were that simply this kid might not even have to die he could still be alive to learn more about this world. Sadly that could not happen if this girl planned to defile everything about being a God…}

{.♟;;  _{“Pfft, as if!”}

      _{Where was this sudden burst of energy coming from? Why…Why was he resisting? He could die, would die, should die. Where was Yuno? Why wasn’t his body reacting? He was frozen. Again. Petrified with fear, still with confusion. “This school has no cosplayers. This school has nobody of interest! …Nobody.”}

      _{Not even him. He was a nobody, too. Why try to hide it? An uninteresting death would suit him very well… But he still did not want to decide. Make up your mind!}

      _{– MOVE!!}

      _{There it was, the flash of memories as his feet took off. Left, right, left, right… Down the hallway, crouching down in the farthest stall of the boy’s bathroom. Oh God, please don’t let the wetness on his cheeks be tears. He was crying already, crying because of his lack of reaction. She was going to kill him, yet his feet disobeyed him, he himself had disobeyed him. He should have ran, should have bolted, the moment he got the chance. But why didn’t he?}

      _{Fear was still existent. It would never leave him alone, it would pester him for all eternity. But maybe…maybe there was hope? Flipping out his cellphone should provide him with the layout of the school. That should help, right?}

       ››[09/02/13] - 12:37
       The bathroom stalls reek. I hear footsteps and chatters outside.

       ››[09/02/13] - 12:40
       There is a loud noise. Screams can be heard.

      _{Loud noise? Hm… Rather vague for an entry, but his diary would only tell him things that he himself could have noted. Loud noise… What could that have possibly been?}

{Trust No One} // The Day the Minene Struck

_{Live or die.}

         _{Kill before you are killed.}

                    _{I t ’ s    t h e     s u r v i v a l    o f     t h e      f i t t e s t.}

Please protect me,「Minene」.

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{.♟;;  _{Yukiteru was never one for school.}

      _{He hated everything inside that wretched building. The bricks panes, the peeling graffiti that no one ever bothered to clean, the stench of sweat and desperation. But the thing Yukki hated most about his school was the people inhabiting it. The teachers weren’t so bad; at least everyone but the crazy serial killer who had turned out to be one of them. The teachers simply overloaded him with homework, none of which he completed. But since the discovery of the Random Diary, that might just change…}

        _{It were the students of the school that really irked Yukiteru. He had never had any real friends, unless you counted the half-psycho Gasai Yuno, and the people he had dared to call “friends” seemed to enjoy bullying him. There was Ouji Kousaka, a particularly annoying classmate who made it part of his daily routine to pick on Amano Yukiteru. After all, who wouldn’t? He was a loner after all. But Ouji seemed to be half of a friend. Not good enough to consider a true one, but at least he acknowledged Yukki’s existence… That was a start, right?}

       _{Oh, what he would do to have one more day back at his normal school… But no, fate was cruel and life was crueler. One of them had found him. One of the the twelve – no, eleven now – diary owners set loose in a Survival Game. They were dangerous, very dangerous. None of them were wimpy like him, and none of them would go down via fluke of luck. That tactic won’t work again.}

       _{The girl – could he even regard one of them as human? – seemed to be evil in human form. Her attire seemed eccentric enough, (A dress? Why wear such luxurious clothing when on a killing spree?) but her eyes were dangerous. Did…did she want to kill him?! Already?!}

       _{"Which one…are you?“ he managed to get out. A stupid question, but shouldn’t he learn the identity of his killer? Oh, she was going to kill him, alright. What were the chances of him beating another diary owner? Especially when Yuno was nowhere in sight. Oh no, oh no, oh no…}

       _{I wonder if death hurts…}

                      _{Please don’t hurt me!}

{.♟;;  _{“W-what do you mean more mature?!”}

      _{Wait —}

             _{That voice!}

      _{There was only one person in the entire world who could possess that cynical tone, one person who would tease him this way. Uryuu Minene-san?!}

       _{But how? Hadn’t she ran away long ago? Why would she return now — wasn’t she afraid? No, Yukki… Not everyone is as big of a wimp as you are. Stupid.}

       _{Of course she had returned. She wanted to win too, didn’t she? The Survival Game, the throne of God — it was enough to make anyone blood-thirsty.}

       _{”M-Minene-san! How did…how did you get here?!”}

        _{Fear struck a chord. Yuno was not closeby, at least not now. Although her phone would probably tell her, Minene’s bombs were faster than a girl on foot. Yuno was not to be underestimated, but she was not to be overestimated either…}

       _{There was a chance the two were allies; they had helped each other a while back. But you could never be too sure in a Battle Royale. After all, an eye for an eye…}

       _{Please don’t hurt me.}