Fleetfoot's POV
Oh, My, Goddesses.
I can't believe it, it really was the man who attacked the CHS students. Fluttershy had always been suspicious in the beginning and had enough confidence and information to tell that it was him, and given us the signal to run.
When she called him out from behind the tree, he seemed completely harmless, all a ploy I bet. In response, Fluttershy understood the situation and decided to act like she always does, and she fooled us both. I thought she was over-worrying of a man stressed from his work and toil, just like we have. When Fluttershy turned around to ask us about our High School stress, she impatiently got our attention through her shaking phone and the written message on it.
"This guy is the one who harmed some of our students this Tuesday. GET OUT OF HERE! RUN!!!"
I felt a sudden chill around my body and looked back at the stressed and easy-going man. Surely she was joking! But if Fluttershy's face of fear was anything to describe, she meant it. All of us managed to get the idea and did the thing that she (and our parents) always told us to do when dealing with strangers older than us.
"Oh wow, look at the time!" I spoke up, "Sorry, we really don't have time to talk now. Enjoy relaxing on the weekend!" Once the four of us began walking away, we picked up the pace immediately, eager to escape from this potential attacker.
"You don't think Fluttershy was serious right?" Thunderlane asked after we reached the Park's Entrance.
"Only one way to find out," I replied, pulling out my phone. Typing 'CHS student assault' on the search bar, the news article regarding the CHS assault on Tuesday popped up as the top result. Frantically entering the website, I quickly scrolled down through the wall of text and pictures of our injured classmates and came face to face with the mug shot of the attacker. My body went even colder, Oh My Goddesses.
"Well?" Soarin inquired, "is it?" I look back at him with grief and anxiety, and everyone soon followed.
"We can't leave her like this." Flash spoke up, "we need to get back to her!"
"But, what if it's too late?" I asked,
"Don't say that!" Flash bellowed in anger, "I will not let any person be harmed by a madman!"
"I'll call the police first, I know you've got this Flash." Soarin started as he dialled the emergency number and held the phone to his ear, eager for someone to pick up.
I've noticed something, Soarin seems to know a lot about Flash. Did they share some past together? I can't recall. But now's really not the time. I find myself eager to go assist Flash, but he appears to have stopped midway.
"Flash?" I called out, "are you okay?"
"Change of plans." Flash turned around, "Fluttershy escaped."
"Oh," Soarin sighed with joy as he pressed the--
"Guh!" Soarin was interrupted when Flash quickly tackled him to the ground,
"What the hell!?" Soarin yelled, pushing him off, "what is wrong with you!?"
"Is it not obvious that when a mouse escapes, the cat will give chase!?" Flash yelled back,
"O-Oh..." Soarin looked back at his phone, seeing the words 'Call Ended'. Throughout his temporary relief, he seemed to have thought it safe to not warn the police anymore. Uh oh... Looks like he dun goofed.
"What are you guys doing!?" Fluttershy yelled as she ran towards us, "RUN!"
Whilst the others made a headstart, I managed to catch a glimpse of the man behind her. No, it wasn't a man... It was a beast, his eyes and teeth ready to sink themselves into flesh and be coated with blood. That's my curiosity satiated, now's the time to run!
The five of us ran as fast as we could, hoping to lose him but no matter what, he was always on our trail. It was just our luck that we decided to cool down at a quiet spot, and it was also our luck that we were unable to find any crowded areas. Heck, I'm not even sure if it's going to stop him from attacking people anyway.
I also realised that none of us decided to break off and run our own separate ways. I'd do anything to save my own hide, but seeing Soarin, Thunderlane, Flash and Fluttershy by my side, I just can't abandon them! Could it be because of Mr Shiota? I wish I can help, but the only thing I know how to do is run and play sports. Not much good at hiding let alone fighting.
"Wait..." Flash took the lead as we followed him to a dark alley in the corner. "We're going to hide here. Keep silent."
Thank Goodness! I thought we'd be running till our stomachs burst! Following suit, we each found a safe spot where we could hide. Flash, Fluttershy, Thunderlane and I hid back in the shadows, while Soarin was in front of us, hiding behind a trash can. We waited and waited and waited, until we saw the same man chasing us passing on ahead, paying no attention to the alleys next to him. I exhaled a breath of relief. He lost us, and that's great.
"Alrighty then," Soarin replied, pulling out his phone once again, "now we can call the cops!"
Finally, it was over. We lost him, we alerted the cops, and now we can go home safe and unarmed. At least, that's what I thought we were doing.
"Wait." Flash stopped, and stood up. "How can we be sure that we'll find him?" We return with silence. Oh yeah... We can't call the police and expect them to come at once. That man can have all the time in the world to escape.
"Plus..." Flash clenched his fist, across his face, a look of fury. "I'm not going to let him get away with punching people just for kicks."
"Oh no. No." I protested, "we are not going to play the hero! We aren't going to expend more of our time finding him!"
"Actually," Fluttershy replied, pointing towards the end of the alley, "I think we can."
"What in Neighpon are you guys doing here?" A familiar teacher's voice called out to us. No way, I can recognise that voice anywhere at any time, who would ever forget the charming voice of our Blue-Haired, Azure-Eyed Teacher?
The streets weren't so quiet as I thought it would be. During our chase, we passed by the bank, and it so happens that Mr Shiota was paying a visit to do... I don't know, there are so many things to do there. Anyway, Fluttershy was able to explain the entire situation to him, and what she plans to do, this puzzled him to great new levels.
"You know, this sort of stuff is dangerous, and being the hero in this situation is a big no-no unless you are obligated like a cop." He replied, "on the other hand, this opportunity is too big to pass. After all, harming any student of this school has gained my ire, I'm happy to take him down."
"Can you take him on by yourself Sensei?" Fluttershy asked, "we can help call the police if you want."
"That's a great idea. If we're able to corner him long enough, the police will be able to take it from there." Nagisa replied, "but... There are a few personal things I'd like to deal with him first. Is that all right for you guys?"
"Why ask?" Thunderlane replied, "I say let the guy have a taste of his own medicine!"
"Don't harm him till the point of no return..." Fluttershy protested, "I understand that he did a lot of wrongs for his own personal gain, but that doesn't mean we should reply with a wrongdoing of our own."
"I support the decision of mercy." Flash replied, "after all, some people may not like the idea of vigilantes. If anything, I say we disarm him and hold him down till the police come."
"I think that sounds fair to me," Soarin added, cancelling the call a second time.
"I guess that decides it." Nagisa nodded. "Do you have something to say Fleetfoot?" I shook my head in fear. I can't believe that we are going to be the chasers after being chased. I have absolutely nothing to say to that.
"Then I'll take that answer as neutral, so we'll go for the act of mercy. Is that alright Thunderlane?"
"As long as he gets what's coming to him, I'm fine." Thunderlane bargained with a shrug.
"Then follow me, and when I tell you to, stay very silent," Nagisa replied, guiding us like primary school children, except that we're going to be looking at how to disarm and capture a person. I'm not sure whether to laugh or hurt myself for making that joke.
The man that was chasing us stood at the dead end of an alley, clutching his head and yelling to himself. To think I'd be seeing this guy again, I just feel like running away, but with Mr Shiota completing the numbers of the Special Tutorship club, I am all the more motivated to stay side-by-side as a team. That's right, we're a team and we stick together.
"Alright then," Nagisa replied, "you guys know the layout of this town so I'm relying on you guys to call the police, and don't be too loud. Okay?"
"Got it." Soarin nodded, pulling out his phone and dialling 911 for the third, and I hope, final time. "Hello? Hello? Emergency? Yeah, I need to you call the police..." He whispered,
"Now comes the hard part." Nagisa replied, "I'm going to make sure he doesn't go anywhere." He stood up and cracked his knuckles, "you guys better stand back and... Please don't ever take what I am about to do to heart." And with that, our tutor stepped forward towards the man.
"Hey, you!" Nagisa called to the man. The man turned his ghastly blood-crazy face around. "So you're the guy who hurt a few of my students last Tuesday, and attempted to do the same today!"
"What's this?" The man sneered, cracking his knuckles, "Someone here to play the hero?"
"Not for myself mind you, but definitely for my students." Nagisa replied, "and I'll make sure that they won't be harmed by the likes of you again."
"Ha!" The man threw a hard punch at his face, laughing like crazy, "You think you're so tough? What a load of Bullsh-ack!" His taunting turned into yelping as his hands and arm were forcibly twisted to one side, catching him unaware of the oncoming pain. The next thing he knew was that a knee was rammed into his gut and was knocked back.
"Mind your language. I'll thank and respect you to not use it in front of my students!" Nagisa retorted,
I see, so the man thought that he had hit his target that he got all cocky about it. But in truth, Mr Shiota saw that coming and blocked it with his fist, then proceed to twist him up then give him a blow. Wow, Mr Shiota really is an assassin!
"Gah! Lucky shot pal." The man growled, now in a fighting stance, "but you think you can take down a-- gwark!" The man was interrupted again by a direct uppercut knocking him back once more.
"Whoever told you that talking mid-battle was a good idea?" Nagisa spoke, "how about you beat me to a pulp, then trash-talk me all you want?"
Roaring in anger and embarrassment, the man rushed forward with his arms ready to swing and punch. Mr Shiota swiftly and easily moved his body around, evading every single punch, jab, hook, haymaker, any type of attack that I don't know of. Seeing that all his punches have failed, he swung his leg low instead, hoping to trip him up. Nagisa quickly retaliated with a kick of his own, his shoe directly striking him in the middle of the leg.
The man reeled back in pain, clutching it in hopes that he can soften the pain. Nagisa continued watching his enemy waiting for his next time to strike, while we watched nearby (except Soarin, he's busy telling the police where we are), discussing his current actions.
"Strange," Thunderlane asked, "why won't Teach finish the job already?"
"He's an honourable man!" I suggested, "he won't tear them down like a savage, he'll always give a chance for the enemy to fight his fullest!"
"I hope you didn't pull from the stereotype of Neighponese people always being honourable." Flash replied, "granted, they have a long history of carrying such great and respectable behaviour, but there's always going to be diversity."
"You're half-right Fleetfoot," Fluttershy replied, watching the battle ever so closely. "Sensei is indeed holding back to give him a chance, but it's not a chance to give him another round of punches, but a chance for him to surrender. If the man refuses to fight, Sensei's going to damage or crack another bone."
"What!?" I jumped, that's a ridiculous presumption! Granted, keeping an intact mind for battle is important to make judgement calls and decisions to hit the enemy and not get hit yourself, but I really doubt that he can fit that mindset on to the plan.
"I can see you're doubting me." Fluttershy turned to face me, "but believe me, That's exactly what he's doing." She pointed back to the fight, where the man decided to continue fighting despite the leg injury. "Once Sensei finds an opening, he's going to make him feel pain again," Fluttershy predicted. Turning back to the fight, The man continued his barrage of fists, and Mr Shiota detecting and evading some, while blocking others with his palms. The man decided to punch both his hands together, only to have them slapped off-course, and his attempt successfully mimicked by his enemy to be pushed back. What Mr Shiota did next was fast, quick and unbelievable. He dove down to the ground, tripped up the man with a leg sweep, and used that momentum to stand back up and have enough time to deal a crunching blow on the man's back while he was still falling. I dropped my jaw, everyone but Fluttershy dropped their jaw. I thought for a moment there, I was watching this dangerous man, completely powerless and overwhelmed by the most vicious and strongest snake in the world.
What's even more, Fluttershy's prediction went exactly as she said. For someone so kind, she's very perceptive.
"Never ever underestimate an assassin." Fluttershy turned back to me, "Sensei may not kill, but that doesn't mean he won't leave someone as they are if they do something wrong."
"... Really, thank you very much!" Soarin thanked as he ended the call. "Guys, I called them, and they're on their way!"
"Ah, finally..." Flash sighed with relief. "Sir?" He gave our teacher the thumbs up.
Mr Shiota nodded in response and beckoned the five of us to come. As we got closer, we can see the man trying to pick himself off the floor. Looks like that second hit dragged his face quite hard on the ground that he's beginning to bleed. I can see that his blood-hungry face was still there, but his expression was filled with shock and surprise as he started wiping his own blood from his face.
"It's over pal." Nagisa smiled. It's that face... His 'killer's gaze' as most of the Wonderbolts had named. "Police are on their way now, and there's no getting out of here this time. Your people-punching days are over."
"Gah..." The man froze in fear at the sight of Mr Shiota's sharp gaze and stayed on all fours while crawling back, beginning to quiver and shiver.
"Oh and there's no method of escaping either." Nagisa laughed, "looks like the hunter has become the hunted."
"Dayum Teach, that was awesome!" Thunderlane replied,
"I got to say Mr Shiota, I know that you've got your reasons for not wanting to cause violence, but what you did was really awesome," I complimented,
"Aww, Fleetfoot..." He blushed, his 'killer's gaze' pushed aside to show a bashful look. Our tutor may be the kindest person out there next to Fluttershy, but he has the skills to completely overturn and takedown even the craziest of people. He's a teacher, he's an assassin, and he balances both out. He's everything that I dream of in a man...
"It's not over..." A grunt from the criminal-to-be weakly parted from his lips. We turned back around to see the man, trying to stand up with courage.
"Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you." Nagisa suggested, "I think it's time for you to face the consequences of your actions."
"No..." The man replied, a small... smile on his face? "A lion never surrenders to his prey."
His voice... It changed! The man held his arm out one more time, but not deliver some air punch or anything. What he did was... Beyond all horror and insanity. His index finger began growing, swelling and changing shape. The longer it grew, the thicker it became, the slimier it looked, and the sicker our faces become. Me, Fluttershy, Flash, Thunderlane, Soarin and even Mr Shiota.
"No..." Nagisa spoke, his face crestfallen in horror,
"What the hell is that!?" Thunderlane yelled out,
"Die!!!" The man yelled as his... Tentacle finger lunged towards us at full speed. I was so distracted by how grotesque it looks. It was a mix between an octopus and one of those 'Cthulhu' tentacles, and with it matching the colour of his skin is too disturbing for the eyes. I sidestepped away from the oncoming tentacle as did the others, but Mr Shiota just stood there, waiting for the tentacle to collide.
"Teach!" Thunderlane called, "are you crazy!? Run!!!"
"Crazy?" Nagisa replied back, "I think I am going to be." Once again, what happened next was a complete blur, I anticipated the tentacle's contact on Mr Shiota in fear, the sound of contact can be heard, but it wasn't Mr Shiota who fell. He was still standing, a green rubber army knife was gripped in his hand and on the floor...
The man and the rest of us all glued our eyes to what used to be part of the tentacle, wriggling in peril like a fish hopelessly splashing about, before it slowed down and laid lifelessly on the floor.
"I thought this whole debacle was over." Nagisa spoke out, pointing the knife towards the man, "I hoped and prayed this whole debacle was over, but I should have known. If Equestrians had found that cure, then it should be obvious that Equestria also has dibs on that project!"
"Im... Impossible!" The man growled, his distorted voice still there. "They were invincible!"
"Then allow me to educate you," Nagisa replied, as he picked up the tentacle piece with his free hand, and pressed it against the knife. It seemed impossible, but the tentacle piece melted with a frightening sizzling sound when it came into contact with the green rubber knife. Mr Shiota continued applying the knife to all the solid parts of the tentacle until everything became a liquid goo, harmlessly passing around his fingers and dripping to the ground before evaporating into steam.
"Whoever told you that these things were invincible has omitted an important fact: It isn't. I'm not sure about the news here in Equestria, but over in Neighpon, we've seen this kind of thing before, and we developed many things to work against it!"
"Neighponese Porn?" Soarin asked. I slapped his head in response to that bad joke. What an idiot.
The man growled back at Mr Shiota as if he was a lion himself. Holding out his hand, the cut off tentacle-finger tensed up and sprouted out a replacement tip, making itself good as new.
"So even you can regenerate that tentacle." Nagisa observed, "nothing new, I've seen it before." Like a snake ready to pounce on its prey, Nagisa whipped out a gun and fired at him, a direct hit straight on the tentacle, the bullet tearing through it like butter.
"Ah," Flash noted, "so that's the firearm?"
"Air Pistol." Nagisa waved the pistol at us, "legal, non-lethal, ball-bearings are made of Anti-sensei material, tiny bit bigger, but a tiny bit softer than a paintball."
"But that design aesthetic looks awfully familiar to that of a real gun," Flash asked,
"Still an air gun, don't worry!" Nagisa assured. We looked back at the man who's surprised that his tentacle got cut off a second time, but decided to regenerate it with a loud popping sound. We've been fighting for a while now, and this guy's not giving up!
Then it struck me, how did he regain the energy to stand up again and fight after that leg and back strike!? Even if Mr Shiota can shoot those tentacles off, I don't know how it's going to stop him from regenerating and striking again!
"Mr Shiota, cutting off the tentacle only for him to regenerate won't solve anything! And how did he regain that energy back!?"
"In due time Fleetfoot, but to put it in quick terms. Regenerating those tentacles require a lot of energy. Cutting and shooting off the tentacles are the way to tire him out."
I looked back at the man. Having his tentacle cut twice now, I can see that he's exhausted trying to regrow them. For something so fast and stretchy, it seems to have its drawbacks after all.
"Tell me." Nagisa pointed his gun at the man, a new face upon this time. Not his usual kind face, and not his 'Killer's Gaze'. It was a face of complete anger, rage and fury. "Where did you get those tentacles? Where did they come from!? TELL ME NOW!!!"
Holy Crud, I have never seen him so angry before, this is worse than being given the Killer's Gaze because that was an act of threat. This? These are the eyes of someone who is ready and prepped to kill instantly the moment someone refuses his demand for answers.
But once the tentacle-finger man got his bearings, he sent it on a flailing haywire, making its movements a blur to see. We almost completely forgot this guy was a psycho.
"Dang it!" Nagisa replied, unable to find a proper aim at the target, "I can't fire!"
Looks like the man also knows how to learn, the words of 'never underestimate your opponent' doesn't end at soccer I guess. All of us tried to anticipate where his tentacle was going to be, but that was a big mistake.
The moment the man found that we are completely entranced by the tentacle's dexterity, he extended his tentacle, and it was too late for us to notice that it zipped to the side of Flash, and with a mighty swipe, slammed him into the wall.
"Gawwk!" Flash bawled in pain and surprise, a great deal of blood launched from his mouth while dropping to his knees. "Wh-What?" He coughed. The five of us turned in shock to see our friend knocked to his knees. But once again, our eyes were off our target and the tentacle stretched forward, punching Thunderlane in the gut.
"Rrraaahhh!" Thunderlane went airborne for a second before landing on sides, his hands clutching the wound in great pain.
"Thunderlane!" Soarin yelled, I instantly knew what transpired. This tentacle was moving on his command, and the man hasn't given any signal to show where that tentacle was going to strike, is he speaking to it with his mind? I don't want to know the hard way. This guy's going to keep on flailing his tentacle until he finds the next opportunity to distract us. If we make sure to keep an eye on him, Mr Shiota especially, we may be able to prevent fewer injuries to us.
Wait... Did I just come up with a plan? But that's Spitfire's job... No, that was for soccer, this is the matter of life and death! And I... Did I just think of something that isn't related to Soccer, but something else completely? No! Now's not the time! I have to do this before anyone gets hurt!
"Soarin! Get Thunderlane and Flash to safety!" I instinctively yelled, while still staring at the psychopathic tentacle man before us. "Mr Shiota, we were taken by surprise. The moment we divert our attention, he has all the time to strike."
"Right." Nagisa nodded, "I see what you mean, completely forgot about that."
"Soarin!" I repeated his name,
"Okay! Okay!" Soarin yelled, wrapping one arm of Thunderlane and Flash around his shoulder and hauling them up, "Can you guys walk?"
"Argh..." Thunderlane continued reeling in pain, but stomped his feet on the ground as an answer,
"I..." Flash coughed, "I can still march."
"Hold on guys!" Soarin encouraged, "I'll get you guys to a safe place!" Without a word, the man lashed his tentacle-finger straight towards our rescue member. This time, we knew that the enemy was going to use this chance as an attack of opportunity, and Mr Shiota took that opportunity to attack the tentacle and strike true.
"Dammit!" The man yelled as he saw his finger chopped off before he could cause any damage. Strange, did his voice return to normal?
"I will hunt you down!" The man roared again, regrowing his tentacle. Well, temporarily returned to normal I should say then. But as Mr Shiota said, it seems that this man hasn't got a lot of energy left after that third regeneration.
"How long is the police going to be here?" Fluttershy asked,
"I dunno. But I need to make sure that this guy has his tentacle chopped off before the police see!" Nagisa replied, Fluttershy continued watching the near-exhausted man, and her face began to crumble. Wait... That face...
"Then..." Fluttershy turned back, her face completely void of emotion "I am able to help here..."
Nagisa lifted his head in alert, knowing exactly what Fluttershy wants to do. "Don't you dare Fluttershy, do not approach him."
"All I just have to do is to cut off the tentacle right?" Fluttershy continued, pulling out an Anti-Sensei knife from her pocket,
"This is an order! Do not attack him!" Nagisa yelled, "And I told you to only pull out the knife in our club, or alone at home!"
I panicked, Fluttershy isn't listening anymore. She's determined to take this man down, as she began charging towards him.
"So the gazelle offers herself... Beautiful." A devious grin spread on his face as his regenerated tentacle shot towards her, aiming directly for her head. Regardless, Fluttershy continued charging forward, her knife raised and ready.
No, she wasn't determined. That devoid, cold face of hers. It's familiar... It's exactly the face that I would make if I wasn't crying or bawling my tears when I remember how small and frail I was back at Wednesday, how I broke down when Mr Shiota, an assassin, told me the numerous ways I can die. When I had the thought that everything I did was meaningless, and the things that mattered to me the most was nothing compared to losing my life. It was when I felt despair as what my parents told me after I explained the experiences to them that day.
I was eavesdropping on Thunderlane and Flash's conversation regarding Fluttershy while I was talking with Soarin. I too had concerns for her when we were bowling. Something seemed to have made her snap. As I saw the two forces ready to collide, I realised her true intentions. She's going to charge straight forward and complete the task of cutting that tentacle while making herself open to the chance of getting killed by it, because she felt that something she did was meaningless in this giant world, and now she wants to go out in a blaze today through a final, self-sacrificial act of help. No, I need to stop her! The two of them are getting even closer and closer, and I burst forward, eager to stop them from hitting. I don't know if I can make it in time, but I need to!
"Fluttershy!" Mr Shiota and I yelled. Wait... Mr Shiota? All of a sudden, I saw the vicious snake from before slithering forward, but not to ensnare or constrict its target. Rather, it coiled and curled up as a shield to Fluttershy and hissed in great pain as that tentacle pierced through the snake's scaly-tough body, uncurling itself and continuing to hiss and wriggle as it hung in the air.
It was heart and hope-shattering. I stood there and saw Mr Shiota, my, no... Our Teacher and Tutor of Canterlot High School, the tentacle protruding from his shoulder, stained with blood. I looked at my teacher, his face was open in shock, his eyes bewildered in panic, he stood there, gasping at the realisation of what happened. The man also looked surprised at his new target and wondering what happened to his intended one.
But Fluttershy? She quickly appeared from behind Mr Shiota, and sliced off the tentacle, while pulling out the tentacle skewered through Mr Shiota's shoulder. That makes it four times now, and Fluttershy of all people dealt that blow.
The man growled in pain as he looked at his sliced tentacle-finger once more, four times it had been chopped off. From the looks of it, I bet he doesn't have the energy anymore to regrow it a fourth time. I look back towards Fluttershy. Her body looked emotionless and expressionless as before, but something had changed. Her eyes were no longer filled with despair. Rather, it was filled with anger, hatred, fury. Seeing her teacher get hurt like that, it must have sparked 'that' thing in her.
"You..." Fluttershy growled, threateningly pointing her knife at the man. "You!"
"There they are!" Soarin's voice interrupted the tension, "and there he is!" Soarin's voice.
"This is the police!" Unfamiliar sounds were added to the mix. Those words seemed to have thrown Fluttershy back into consciousness and knowing what she was done, quickly hid the knife back in her pocket. The policemen, clad in blue, tackled the man to the ground, and cuffing him with their usual, 'you're under arrest'. Thank goodness, it looks like that tentacle has disappeared before they came.
"Are these your friends?" A policeman accompanying Soarin pointed at me and Fluttershy,
"Yeah!"
"And the blue-haired adult?" He pointed towards Mr Shiota, clutching his skewered shoulder, attempting to stop the bleeding.
"Our Teacher. I told you that he happened to be nearby while we were walking and tried to protect us." Soarin continued,
"Understood. It's your turn nurses." The police man signalled to some other men and women dressed in Paramedic attire, and they quickly rushed over to our heroic teacher.
"Hey," one paramedic called out, "can you hear me? Can you talk?" Nagisa replied with two nods,
"What's your name pal?" She continued,
"Nagisa... Shiota... And I can still walk..." Nagisa grunted in pain as he introduced himself.
"Take it easy pal, at least you won't need the stretcher." The paramedic comforted, "I need a wheelchair immediately!" With another paramedic rushing over with said wheelchair, the paramedic team carefully guided Mr Shiota to properly sit down and get himself comfortable.
"You're going to be okay Nagisa." The first paramedic spoke, "It's going to be alright." And with that, Mr Shiota was wheeled into the Ambulance, preparing to depart.
"Alright, you two." The policeman with Soarin turned to us, "you guys unhurt?"
"Yeah," Fluttershy spoke, "more so or less."
"Flash, Thunderlane..." I spoke as I was carefully guided by the policeman to the police car. "Are they alright?"
"They're in the same ambulance with Mr Shiota." Soarin replied, "they'll be fine. At least, they certainly fared better than Mr Shiota did."
"So where are we going?" I asked the Police Officer,
"Just to the police station. We'll need to take down a few notes and statements regarding what happened, then you'll be able to go home, a free police escort if required. Don't worry, that man will be far away from you as possible."
I looked back at the man who was being shoved into a police van. He looked defeated as he hopped into the back, but he turned to look at the three of us one last time with a death glare before the doors slammed shut on him. I hope the policeman was right that he would never come back again, but I can't shake the feeling that this won't be the last time we'll see him. Stepping into the police car, I sat in the middle between Soarin and Fluttershy. To my left, Soarin was pretty shaken about what transpired in today, so was Fluttershy on the right, with both her despair and her rage completely gone.
For me though? To think that I'd wallow in my own despair of easily losing my life, no matter how much I trained in the sport I love that Wednesday, only to have that put to the test on whether I was going to survive or not today. I could have died there, so could have Soarin, Fluttershy, Flash, Thunderlane and even Mr Shiota. He saved us even when facing the Gates of Hell. Words can never describe how thankful I am to him. But even so, what I did back there with the plans, to make sure to not give any opportunity for the man to attack, to evacuate Thunderlane and Flash. For once, I did something that completely changed an entire situation that doesn't even compare to turning the tables in a Soccer Match. I didn't feel like the world was crumbling down on me like it did on Wednesday. Rather, It feels like I was crushed between Darkness and Light, and it was confusing as all Hell. Call me strange though, but it actually felt... Quite nice. Not as nice as being happy, but tons better than being depressed.
Now I need to pray and hope that Mr Shiota and our two friends will be able to have their wounds healed.