To Tokyo we go! -K-

---Karusa's View--- --11:42am - That Day--

My family and I are now in our forest-green car in traffic, which is insane but reasonably so. After all, who wouldn't be panicking during the apocalypse? Certainly not me.

I'm kidding, I am panicking in the car of which I cannot fit in the seat belt and am now sitting in my mums purse. Who needs this much chocolate! We only need the necessities is what she says and she brings 17 bars of chocolate! 17! WHY!

Albeit bumpy the car ride isn't that bad. Although it'd be much, much better if my mum didn't reach in to try to grab something, then squeeze me instead! It's on accident sure but still! Stop!

*Click*

She's opening it again.

I huddle to one side and avoid her hand, the boosts I got to my stats are not worth being this height. No way.

"Mum, can you turn on the radio!" I shout so they can hear me, I swear I'll lose my voice one of these days.

"Sure, one second."

*Click*

{In recent news, it appears that New Zealand, Iceland and even a large portion of Canada appears to be starting to float into the sky. It seems that the water around the portions is unmoving, this phenomenon has been announced to be the "Chaos Water" and will be researched by the governments of the respective areas.

It also appears that people have been starting to use the 'Race Pill' which everyone has as well as explore the things they can use with the 'Crescent System' that appears to be a game-like display that will assist you with most things.}

Help? Assist you? Utter Bul-

*THUNK*

OW! What the hell.

Why did we stop?

Is there a traffic jam or something?

Is mum picking up the bag? Wait, if she's picking up the bag... oh no.

AFLURGAL!

*THUNK*

OH HELL. Everything is spinning!!

Shi-

ACK!

OW!

Damnit! Stop!

*THUNK*

Please?

--10 minutes later--

It stopped? It did. Hehe, I'm going to go crazy like this. Maybe I already am.

I pulled on the zipper in an attempt to open it.

It failed.

"MUM! OPEN THE BAG! I NEED AIR!" I shouted as loud as I could before being unable to shout much more.

No-one responded.

"Mum? You there?" I call out again, hesitantly this time.

I hear a conversation begin between two voices.

"The hell was that man! Don't destroy the loot, even if it was an accident you should have some control over the fire magic right?" - Voice A questioned hesitantly.

"I DO! The cars have gas in them! What did you expect?" - Voice B asked.

"SO WHAT, JUST DON'T HIT THE GAS!" - Shouted Voice A.

"It's fine isn't it, we looted seventeen cars so far and Emmet is looting the rest." - Voice B sounded somewhat hesitant.

Wait, looted? Which means. I'm their prisoner technically, they don't know I'm here so I just have to be quiet. They'll loot the bag anyway though... I need to get out of here.

Hmm, sunlight? Air?

I look up to see a square jawed red face with black hair and two horns looking down at me on all fours about to crawl towards my phone.

"I'll guess you aren't part of the government or something similar?" I asked.

*YOINK*

"OI! UNHAND ME YOU BRUTE!" I shouted at his face.

"What race are you kid?" - Voice B asked with a threatening tone.

"Why should I tell you."

"I could just kill you right here you know that right?"

"Shae."

"What?"

"My race, it's Shae. I'd prefer not to die thank you." I state with a hint of sass.

"Is it useful?" B inquired.

"Depends if you help me level up my skills or not, if you do it's extremely useful." I spoke as loud as I could so B could hear me.

"How so? If you're useful to our clan you get to live so be careful about what you say." B threatened blatantly.

"Is everything you say a threat? Oh well, I can make you enchanted armour."

"What did you say?" Voice B had a slightly less hostile and more questioning tone.

"I asked if everything you say is a threat or not." I affirm.

"The other part. What did you say." B reverted to his threatening tone again.

"I said, I can make you enchanted armour, weapons and items." I speak a bit louder in case this person is deaf.

B paused before calling his friend in a different language, was that French? Or Spanish? His friend walks over and inquires something in the language. B answers what I assume is the fact that I can enchant objects if my skill levels up.

What are these people? Demons? It would explain the skin colour and the horns that's for sure. Are they some kind of syndicate or something? That would be troublesome but at least I'd live... wait.

Where's everyone else? Where's my family?

"Oi." Voice A speaks.

"Hmm?"

"Why is there so much chocolate?"

I shrug.