Chapter 39 Pride, Prejudice and the Dead (1/2)

Day 2: 12:55 A.M

Kirishima High School - Gymnasium

Duration of the Night Rage: 6 hours and 5 minutes left

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BANG!

A familiar yet unfamiliar sound resounded on Nathalie's ears. It is somewhat familiar but also vague that she had the urge to find it out. She opens her eyes and saw a somwhat dim and unfamiliar ceiling. She also rises up, discovering that she is laying in a bench of the Auditorium. She shook her head and tried to recall her shambled memories.

She still remembered that she evacuated alongside with her brother in the White House and leave the area via helicopter. She also remembered that she caused a ruckus when she tried to take the manual piloting away from the pilot, causing their helicopter to crash.

”Right! The helicopter crashed! Where is Steven!?” she immediately looked around her, only to see three young teenagers who are around the same age as her and three adults who must be teachers based on their clothes.

”Who are you people? Where am I?!” she asked. The tone of her voice has a bit tinge of contempt.

She looked at the girl near her who is currently tending another person who she quickly recognized as Steven. The girl is around the age of 18, has a flaxen, white hair, smooth skin and a bit petit body. From her looks, she clearly looked Japanese. When she asked earlier, it is clear that she didn't understand what she just said.

She also looked at the boy, who is a bit on the gangster side. He has no earrings but he has a few scars in his face. His hair is a not brown-reddish and has the same body built as Steven. His uniform is a bit blood soaked though it is not really clear to see since the uniform is in the tinge of grey. The guy also seemed to have no understanding in English.

Her gaze landes on the next girl. The girl is a blonde and in just a single look, she can tell that this girl is also an American. She is quite pretty and has a good body. She wears a bloody cheerleader uniform though the bottom that should be a skirt is replaced with jogging pants.

”Oh! Thank goodness you are awake!” the american girl said.

”Good thing somebody here can understand, who are you people and where am I?” she asked direct to the point.

”Sorry for the late introduction, I am Cindy Logan, these people are my companions. This is Okabe, Snow, Ms. Haruna, Mr. Leo and the person over there is Mr. Sendo. As for where you are right now, you are in the gymnasium of Kirishima High School,” the american girl named Cindy said as she introduced everyone, one by one.

”Kirishima High School? Where is that?” she asked.

”Its in Osaka, a city in Japan. Are you perhaps from America? We somehow noticed that the helicopter you have ridden earlier bore the flag of United States of America,” Cindy explained.

Hearing this, she immediately gain pride, hearing that somebody knows that she is from America.

”Yes, I am from America. My name is Nathalie Reeves, daughter of the President of United States of America,”Nathalie proudly said.

Before she can keep on bragging, a voice resounded followed by a boy around the age of 16, wearing bonnet, wearing headphones and had a gangsta aura on him. He is much bloody than everyone around her and carries weapons with him.

”I know you will brag, stop it, we don't need you to brag that you are the daughter of the president. We already know the news earlier that your father died. You don't need to keep on bragging that you are somewhat famous because we don't need that here,” the boy said, in a perfect English straight like someone is fluent in that language.

”Hearing the sentence, ” your father is dead”, she quickly go enrage and angry.

”Who the f*ck are you? You don't know who I am? I am an influential daughter of the United States and you dare talk to me like that?” Nathalie roared as she scolds Kyosei.

But instead of getting the shivers on her, he ignored her ramblings and just stared at her.

”So, if you are a presidential daughter, so what? You look down on us? Fine! We are not in USA anyway, so just keep your mouth shut and accept reality! You are in freakin' country of Japan. Don't bring your sh*ttiness here!” Kyosei said with a firm voice.

”How dare you? You prideful peasant!” Nathalie was about to slap him when Kyosei took out his revolver once again alongside with the cleaver.

”Hmph, this method is always a good way to shut up a person,” Kyosei said indifferently.

Instead of getting afraid, Nathalie taunted him further.

”Using a toy gun? You lowly boy, you can't scare me on that...” she was not able to say it when Kyosei pulled the trigger.