Welcome to the world of Mix Speaker's,Inc.
Character Introduction and Night One
Night Two
Night Three
Night Four "Friday Night Busters"
Thunder roared and lighting illuminated the sign bearing the markings "13's CLUB." The spattering rain gradually gained momentum, scratching out the noises of the city night.
"So this is "Team 13"'s hideout. At last, the day of our first job has come. Everybody, be mindful as you begin!" Wiping the sweat dripping off of her, Skeleton Witch trembled with excitement.
"What a grim house-." Little Angel cautiously put his hand on the door several times his own height. A creak sounded, and there was not a single source of illumination. The inside of the house was wrapped in darkness.
"With a group of six, we'll be an easy target for the enemy. Let's split up and look for them." So MSI split up and began searching. Little Angel and Skeleton Witch took the first floor, Big Franken and Moon Wolf took the second, and Little Devil and Digi Vampire took the attic on the third. In no time after Little Angel and Skeleton Witch began their search of the first floor, Big Franken and Moon Wolf came tumbling down from the second. Both had wounds that appeared to be from something sharp. Both were unconscious.
"We thought the enemies were just small-fries. They seem to have some backbone, don't they? Oh, it's become exciting. Kyahaha!"
"What happened!? Miss Skeleton Witch, let's hurry to the second floor!" At the same time as they started to go up, Little Devil and Digi Vampire both came down.
"The attic is a closet. Anyway, what was that noise just now? What!? Did they already get taken out? So those bastards are on this floor..." In the instant Little Devil turned his eyes something glinted something glinted in the darkness at the back of the doorway.
"Look out!!!" The four of them jumped back at the same instant and took some distance.
"That was fast. I thought we were done for," Skeleton muttered while peering into Little Angel's face, attempting to shield him.
"No, that's not it..." Little Angel pressed against his chest, a deep red rising to stain his wings.
They dodged by a hairbreadth, but little by little they were cut and their strength began to break down. Without a sound the knife crept closer, and the four did not move hand or foot.
"Shit, they're strong..." Running protectively around the other three, Skeleton Witch was also gradually threatened by fear and soon was tempted to flee as well.
"It seems as though you've been putting up a poor fight, professor. Shall we assist you?" a calm voice said from the entrance on the first floor. When they looked over, six shadows stood in the open door, lit by the lightning.
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