? BBB ? ?? Shalt ? OneShots ? Collection ?

So here's the Part 2 ✍️

Thanking Grayv once again :D

So let's start ~✨

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Originally written by: Grayvere

Book- Of Love and Death

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The Future Chapter 4: The Tournament to Decide the Tournament Team

Valt climbed up the steps of the pyramid until he was on the roof of the entrance.

He then proceeded to tap his finger on the microphone he had in one hand.

What he had intended to do was create a deep tapping sound to gather everyone's attention to him so he could dramatically announce what the reason for everyone being outside was.

Instead, he created a abomination of feedback so bad that it caused birds to fly out of the jungle.

"Ummm...oops?" Valt said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.

He looked down through the eye bits of his mask, as he tried to remember what he had been about to say.

Shu waved his hands to get Valt's attention. "The Roar Tournament?" Shu called up.

"Oh! Right! Thanks Shu!" Valt said. "So, yeah, the Roar tournament is..."

Junior Tournament for North America? We are holding a mini tournament to decided which four members get to participate? Ringing a bell?

"It's the next tournament for us! It's actually in the Minor League and is being held between teams across North America. You guys are going to be participating in a tournament of our own to decided who get's to go! And you're out here because I figure I give all the adults way too much time out here compared to you. We're shaking it up!" Valt said, hopefully saving his speech.

Thank you, Valt communicated.

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The Present Chapter 4: Unleashed

Okay, so, as we are no longer in the happy go lucky future, I'm just gonna warn you that people get hurt, physically and emotionally. All in all, it's a pretty angst-filled chapter. (-Grayv)

"VALT!" Shu shouted, a desperate scream that echoed around the dark park.

Tears rose to his eyes as he watched Valt fall to the ground after being hit over the head by Angela.

No no no no no no NO NO! This is not happening! A wet line ran down Shu's cheek.

Shu was a volcano with it's top sealed tight. Something inside of him, was begging to be let out.

There was a pressure on his arms, where Gerald was holding him back. Not just from how tightly the man was clutching him.

It was under his skin, in his muscle, aching to be let out. Thoughts whirled around in Shu's head, going a mile a minute.

There was something locked inside him.

Valt was...oh please don't let him be dead.

Gerald and his friends were going to pay.

For a while now, Shu had been fighting something.

Right now?

He didn't bother to fight it.