"Whoa whoa calm down, six." Neko requested. "What are you doing?"

"I'm not a beast! I just have cat ears." says the cat-man. Miguel saw how irritated the cat-man is but he feels like it has nothing to do with the scream. But you know, gut feelings are always right but nah.

Until there's a young guy that looks like hiding something -- or maybe it isn't. The young guy asks what is happening and the cat-man explained the scream and what we're also thinking.

It was alright when another cat-man -- or cat-woman by the looks of it, came out at Room No. 3. Miguel started to think that the world is now spawning supernatural things in this world - "Oh hail the mighty queen mother earth, The fictional things came to life. Praise the cats who will reign the universe in the next century" Miguel thought to himself.

Miguel let out a hard sigh. He should stop thinking odd things. Maybe you know, Cats just accidentally bumped a person and TADAA~ a half cat, half man creature. Miguel face palmed on his thoughts. Then, A guy, that looks nervous and weird, started to kick and tried to open the door. The cat-woman tried to stopped him.

"Ehem, I think we should go to our landowner first. Maybe she knows something, or maybe she can guide and tell us something that another "supernatural" thing is living here, that maybe transformed into a vampire or another cat-err-dog or what" Miguel said sarcastically and trying to insult the two cats, err, the half cats.

He never thought some words like this would spill out in his mouth. He was once a kind boy. But living without your parents is freedom. And freedom means letting yourself be free.

And Minnie is hiding in a closet, shaking while Mouse is uncomfortably meow-ing because of how tight Minnie is holding her.

"What do I do? What do I do?" Rebel mumbled in a mantra, although unlike the calming phrases in yoga, only made her freak out more. As far as she knew only adults lived in this apartment, but what if a tiny child person wanders by after school, and their innocence is ruined by her naughty art?

Is it even a school day? What month is it? Do children go to school anymore? She delved further into this thought process as a distraction, however was brought back to reality when she could hear the commotion outside. They must all know it was her filth that was scattered in the yard. She already didn't want to show her face in public. Will she have to be banished from outside all together. "Pull yourself together," Rebel whispered harshly to herself, but didn't have the authority to tell herself that given she fell apart at even the slightest inconvenience.

Although an idea came to her as she noticed what looked to be a brightly colored creature trying to escape one of her open boxes. Pulling off the lid, she found her stash of cosplay items from when she went through an anime phase. It wasn't that she didn't like anime now, it was just more subtle. Picking up the creature that turned out to be a medium length wig, being a bright pink like that she cosplayed that one summer.

"Perfect! Now no one will recognize me!" Rebel exclaimed, brushing through the brightly colored hair that hid her own messy mop. Although it didn't run through her head that she looked exactly the same, wearing the same outfit nonetheless. If anything, she stood out more with the bright beacon on her head, but she felt unstoppable, as if the strength from the godly anime girl she impersonated ran through her veins. That or her brain's so panic stricken that its shut down and she's on auto pilot at the moment.

She opened the door, quietly slipping past the group of people gathered the other direction to the front of the building. Quickly, she stuffed any and every piece of paper she could find inside of her hoodie, crumpling the evidence, and appearing probably seven months pregnant with the amount of paper she stashed away. Rebel pondered whether or not she should just burn them, but the chance of committing arson was too high. The paper shredder would do.

Six learned two things that day. One was that kicking a door with all your might hurts. Two was that the 'alarm clock', better known as Yagamine screaming like a lunatic, had caused him not one, but two different injuries that day.

After failing to kick it open with what he thought was a super ultra mega power kick, Six's foot felt like it was on fire. And, after holding back tears and a scream for a few moments, he cried out in pain.

"AAAAAAAAAGH, FUCKING JESUS H CHRIST THIS HURTS! AARGH, I THINK MY FOOT'S BROKEN!" Six shouted, falling on his ass and clutching his right foot. "AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH, GOD, SOMEONE GET ME AN ICE PACK OR SOMETHING!" These shouts of agony were probably loud enough for most of the apartment to hear. It wasn't as loud as Yagamine's scream, so it didn't reach outside, but still... It was loud.

"Oooohhhh, fuck... Okay, maybe it isn't broken, but this HURTS." He says, still clutching his foot and rocking back and forth. "Still... Ice pack. Please. Anyone."

Abigail looked down at Mr. Six as she waited for a response from whoever was behind the door. Quite frankly if Mr. Six was an alien, he wasn't a very smart one. She was starting to think he was just a crazy person. "I'm not sure what you expected honestly, and you shouldn't be trying to kick people's doors down."

Abigail briefly noted that more people had showed up, the screams from behind the door had apparently attracted everyone in the apartment, not all that surprising really. Abigail's ears were still ringing.

"Let me give the door another knock before you guys do anything else crazy and drastic." She did so, knocking on the door a few times again. "Hey! Whoever you are in there! Open the fuck up! Or someone might bust the door down for real!"

The sounds deafened his mind.

The sounds of people banging(?) on the door, the sounds of people desperately trying to seal his fate! No, those probably weren't people! They must've been... reapers.

Grim reapers!

They must've come from another world!

And now they're here to take me!!

Do they really think... that they can take me alive?!? EGHHHHHHHHHHHH?!?!!!

Slamming his hands against his dimly lit worktable, Yagamine grinned in the most composed way he could possibly grin. Take him to the other world so early? Not a chance! He still had to be a detective! That's right, he still had cases to solve! And he needed to write his perfect fanficti-

And that was when he realized... something was truly wrong.

He had died in his own story just now. But now there were things outside of the door... waiting to take a hold of him.

Could it be?

His story actually came true?!

"No way!!" Yagamine seethed as he glared at his door. "THERE'S NO WAY... THERE'S-"

There definitely was a way for them! He could no longer deny it!

Bolting up from his chair, Yagamine picked up a pencil sharpener and crammed all of his belongings in a plastic bag! There were no more options left! Before he did anything else, he would have to at least fight back somehow, even if it meant to run and run until he possibly died.

And with his most important(?) belongings in hand, Yagamine ran over and burst the door open, his eyes wide in madness as he screamed...

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"ERRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!"

It was truly the sound of a god. A god of chaos, that was.

He proceeded to run to his right, forcefully shoving aside anything in his path with great force as he screamed incoherently. He ended up tripping over a rake. As his face abruptly slammed itself against the ground, Yagamine suddenly twisted his body forward and used his face as a spring, letting him continue moving forward. He landed on his feet as he started running around the building, his eyes as wide as they could be.

"YOU WON'T TAKE ME ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!! EREEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEGHHHAAAAAAAAAAA!!! AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

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The Landowner

The Landowner continued to sweep the gates without paying any attention to Yagamine.

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Alex

Alex closed her eyes as she sighed, thanking Hibiki silently for the meal she made for her. The girl had always been there for her whenever she got into visually depressing situations, so she really couldn't thank Hibiki more than she already had. At least the apartment she lived in was a fine place to be in.

It was a peaceful morning- every morning was.

That was, until the Yagamine nation attacked.

For the ten thousandth fucking time.

Her closed eyes twitching erratically at the familiar sound of Yagamine screaming, Alex felt a vein pop in her head.

"Wow, Kurosaki," the plum-haired woman growled with demonic smile as she got up and took out an assault rifle from her closet rather than the usual pistols she used. As non-lethal her pseudo-weapons were, they still hurt like hell. Not that Yagamine could ever feel the difference.

Kicking the dorm's entrance open, she cocked the rifle with the angriest snarl ever. Her eyes resembled that of someone who wanted to wipe out a battalion in a war. As Yagamine ran around the building, he froze when he saw her.

Her eyes slowly turned over to Yagamine, wide with absolute rage.

"Today's your fucking funeral, you cuntsack of blue balls."

"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! THE SHINIGAMI! AGHHGHAHGHAGHGHHHHHHHHHHHH-"

Soon enough, Alex began firing red paint pellets at Yagamine, who ran expertly back to where he had just run from. The woman soon chased after the detective as she roared a streak of vehement words most children would be told not to ever say until they were dead.

Someone had to stop Yagamine, and possibly the monstrously pissed off Alex. It seemed clear that stopping Alex would only be possible with words, and Yagamine...

Well, he was a completely different story.

The next few moments were very surreal for Six. First, there was ANOTHER scream. Yep, definitely not an alarm clock, Six thought to himself. Considering he was still sitting in front of the door, he was knocked to the side when a man with brown hair, presumably a year or so older than Six, threw it open. Six hit his head on the floor. Three injuries in one day!

"OWWWWW, DAMMIT!" Six cursed, clutching his head. "WHY MUST THE UNIVERSE PUNISH THE GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!" He cried out, before pushing himself up and propping himself up against the wall, as he couldn't stand normally due to his foot still hurting from trying to kick down the door. The brown-haired man who threw the door open, and was presumably the one screaming earlier, ran around the building in a panic.

Then a plum-haired woman emerged from room number 10, wielding... AN ASSAULT RIFLE!? "I have a baaaad feeling about this..." Six says upon seeing the woman, who then fired red paintballs at the brown-haired man. Well, at least they aren't bullets. And she isn't shooting at us, just the insane guy! Maybe today will get bett-- Six's thoughts were interrupted by a stray paintball hitting him in the face, knocking him back onto the ground. Nope, yep, FOUR INJURIES ALL IN ONE DAY!

"FUCKING ARGH!" Six cursed once more, clutching his face. A bruise was forming under his left eye. "WHY AM I THE ONLY PERSON BEING HURT RIGHT NOW!?" Man, he was taking a lot of punishment today. It'd probably only get worse from here on out. NOT IF I ESCAPE, THAT IS, Six thought to himself. And he would escape from... Whatever the hell this is. But probably not though.

There's only so much insanity any one person can take before they snap, no matter who they are. Abigail was at the threshold of such an event. When the crazy screaming man burst open his door and began to yell all the more, Abigail didn't have time to so much as blink in surprise as she was forcibly shoved aside into the nearby wall by the crazy moron as he ran past them all down the corridor screaming his head off.

Abigail's left eyebrow twitched a bit as she rubbed her head, still watching the lunatic as a woman came out of room number 10 with what appeared to be an assault rifle. Great, I'm caught in the middle of an intergalactic war...

The armed woman looked absolutely pissed, and to be honest, Abigail couldn't really blame her. The crazy man was clearly the worst kind of alien, the obnoxious, screaming kind. He'd probably been exiled from his planet for disturbing the peace. This was exactly what he was, disturbing.

Abigail didn't even really care that he was an alien at that moment, no one just shoved her like that! The nutjob was clearly afraid of the woman with the gun because he was running right back towards them.

She didn't really think about what she was about to do, she just acted. In a somewhat impressive feat of agility for a pretty girl in a skirt, Abigail leaped at Yagamine as he got with reach and tackled him to the ground.

One of the monsters disguised in the form of a person leapt on him!

Screaming at the force of ten vuvuzelas, the detective fell on his back as he stared at Abigail in horror.

Having fought(?) Alex for numerous times, the woman herself admittedly used weapons to scare the living crap out of Yagamine first before she approached him. The reason was that at some point, Yagamine had learned how to shove people off of himself at the speed of light.

It was only fitting for the most obnoxious piece of shit on Earth to learn how to be an even bigger piece of shit.

"You just fell for my trap card," Yagamine grinned with his eyes piercing through Abigail's before he resorted back to screaming incoherently again. As soon as he stopped talking, he performed his Light Speed Shove on the girl, shoving her onto Six as if he had not already been hurt enough.

"AH HA HA HA! I'M SLOWLY WINNING! I CAN FEEL IT-"

"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SHE'S BACK AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Skidding across the corner, Alex raised her assault rifle as she rapidly sprayed paint pellets at Yagamine's direction. As the man stood up to run again, his hand was shot, causing him to spin violently before stopping in place.

"You're fucking dead, Yagamine," Alex growled like a feral dog as she unloaded more paint pellets on the man. He screamed as she gunned him down, eventually making him fall on his back dramatically after firing about fifteen paint rounds on his entire body.

"You're REALLY gonna get it today, you little shit! First thing you do is piss off the guests, and then you pissed me off like usual, you idiotic jerk-off!" The woman roared as she continued firing at him as he tried to roll away from the paint pellets, but to no avail.

As she swore more than a sailor, Alex cracked her knuckles as she glared at the detective with a menacing demeanor cast over her face. The brown-haired man looked defeated, his back against the ground as he kept whispering how much of a gorilla Alex was.

That made Alex pick up the detective by his collar before punching him rapidly, screaming at Yagamine to shut up. Unfortunately, Yagamine's endurance made him scream throughout the entire thing. She hoped to dear God that every day was not going to be like this as long as the guests stayed.

Soon enough, she practically knocked the hell out of Yagamine as he began seeing stars in his eyes. Alex eventually dropped the man as she sighed.

Turning around, she glared at the sight of the guests. She heard from Hibiki they were coming, but clearly, the event that had transpired momentarily was not something she wanted to make first impressions out of. Not that she minded if they treated her like trash- she would beat the shit out of them if they did that stuff, anyway.

"Just a note from an old-timer here," Alex muttered to the guests near the apartment, "but if you hear this guy scream, I'm usually going to beat his ass down. He's just freaky to the point where nobody else would probably let him stay in any shelter. Stay out of my way when I'm out hunting, or I'll run you over."

The plum-haired woman rolled her eyes as she muttered something about purchasing an actual gun one day. She then began to walk back to Room 10 in an extremely bad mood, where she had emerged with an assault rifle. The woman made sure to pick up the gun before leaving, though she did not seem intent on cleaning all the paint that had scattered everywhere. She was too tired to care about that crap.

Meanwhile, Yagamine lay twitching with his back against the ground. He wasn't completely out yet.

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After a few minutes of thinking supernatural things came spawning, The occupant in Room No. 9 screamed again. This time, It isn't a scream of being murdered but being frustrated. Miguel heard the doorknob click; A brown-haired man continued to scream as he exits the room. Miguel looked at the crazy man irritated, "The landowner should have informed us that there's someone that needs to be put in a mental hospital" Miguel silently said as if it was a loud whisper.

Then a plum-haired girl came out of Room No. 10 where the landowner's room is. She carries a gun. Miguel looks at the woman astonished. "What the?! Is she gonna kill him?" Miguel thought to himself. He attempts to stop the woman but he was more surprised when the woman started cursing, leaving him stoned.

Minnie came out of the closet. She's calmed now but she's thinking where-the-hell is Miguel. She first let Mouse be safe in her cage before she attempts to go outside of the room.

"There you go mouse" Minnie says smiling at the cat. She proceeded to the door and happily opens it

Then she heard a scream.

A loud woman cursing. A loud bang that sounds like a gun.

She banged the door loudly. Screaming and terrified in the incident. She started to cry again and grabs Mouse out of her cage. She hides in the closet again and won't ever come out until 911 arrives or maybe never until she wouldn't hear another terrifying things.

Miguel let out an "Ouch, FUCK." when the screaming brown-haired man steps on his feet when he shoved the girl. The plum-haired girl continued to defeat the screaming guy.

Then he heard Minnie's scream. Panic rushed through his body, Concerned on Minnie. He then rushed to their room and opens the door harshly. The door loudly banged. But he saw no one there. Panic filled in his chest.

"Minnie? Where are you?"

"Pain... So much... Pain..." Six says, still clutching his face as the girl called Abigail is pushed onto him by the brown-haired man. This causes him to grunt in pain, rather than cry out as he had been doing. "Hospital... Please..." A plethora of thoughts were running through his mind at the time.

First and foremost was pain. So much pain.

Second was that this place was not normal. At all. In just a day, he had been introduced to a screaming lunatic, two cat people, a gun-toting woman, and a girl who seemed to be obsessed with aliens. His theory for this was that it's probably a prison camp for mentally ill people. Wait... Does that mean that he's mentally ill? Nah, he's a perfect picture of a healthy mental state.

Third was pain.

Fourth was that no one bothered to give him their room numbers. Oh well, he'll find out eventually.

And last but not least, he knew that he was probably going to be stuck here for a long, long, long time. And, for some reason, a part of him was okay with that. That part was quickly overcome by his desire to escape.

While he thought of these things, Six just laid there on the ground, covering his face and silently sobbing to himself in pain.

"You know what. I think I'm gonna go..." He says as he ran off into the room he was staying in followed by his sister who casually walked into the room. Neko proceeds to use his computer while Koneko rests. "Sorry for making you go outside like that. To be honest I only came out because you were taking so long that I thought you had died." She said to him before falling asleep.

He couldn't hear her, of course. He had his headphones on and the music playing was too loud to hear anything around him. That's a pretty dangerous thing to do, considering the amount of people there who were not in the right state of mind. But as long as the door is locked to its fullest extent, there shouldn't be any trouble with it, the twins thought.

"Minnie?"

Miguel still attempts to find Minnie but has no clue where she hid or where she went. Perhaps there's another magical kingdom that accidentally Minnie saw and was dragged down upon it.

If Minnie was dragged down onto another world, perhaps the two cats were from it Miguel thought. Face palming at his impossible yet possible thoughts, He continued to search for Minnie. I swear I'll punch those cats asses if Minnie turned one of them

"Where have you been Minnie? I've got some interesting things to share with you~!" Miguel shouts at the empty room attempting to make Minnie come out of somewhere and be interested with the story. In fact, There's no story that will be shared; He just used it to make Minnie come out of nowhere.

Minnie, on the other hand, is still hiding in the closet. Mouse was comfortably lying on her body so no noise will be heard. "She won't come out until she will be found" That's what Minnie kept thinking and thinking even though she heard Miguel's voice and that interesting story, She won't come out.

But the narrow space makes her claustrophobic, thus wanting more air to breathe in. She gives up and loudly came out of the closet, grasping for air. Mouse jumped out of the closet and proceeded to it's own cage.

"There you are! Why are you screaming? Why are you hiding? What are you doing?" Miguel asks. The questions made Minnie sighed and tears fall from her cheeks. "I was only scared, of course, I heard a scream" Minnie explained and continued, "I was also gonna try to check if your okay but I heard a fat woman, that's what it sounds like, cursing and I heard gun shots and screams"

"Your imaginations are interesting but everything is fine. We'll have crazy neighbors here for sure" Miguel explained and smiled. The words felt comfortable and Minnie felt relieved but still shaking from fear. It was from past experiences too with other apartments.

Abigail lay on top of Mr. Six for a good moment as Alex explained that she regularly beat Yagamine's ass on a daily basis. Slowly she got up and off of Six as Alex walked away. Apparently it was a good idea just to stay out of the way whenever Alex came around to beat the shit out of Yagamine. However at the moment...

Abigail glanced at the twitching Yagamine on the floor, and a smile slowly creep on her face, the mischievous kind. She was still a little miffed that Yagamine had shoved her twice now, but she had the perfect idea for revenge in mind.

Abigail shifted through her purse until she found what she was looking for, pulling out a permanent marker. She then crouched down onto her knees next to Yagamine and began to write something onto his forehead. When she was done she put the marker back into her purse and stood back to admire her handwork.

Now on Yagamine's forehead was written ALIEN in bold, black letters. "You're lucky I'm not reporting you to the intergalactic space armada." She muttered, mostly to herself.

Seeing the commotion occur mostly without his intervention Maurice was rather glad that his trusty weapon did not have to debut. With that said he did not quite understand what had happened and perhaps he preferred if it stayed that way.

He decided to crouch down and addressed the poor man battered terribly by today's events, lying face down on the concrete hall. "You alright there? Shall I actually call for an ambulance?"

"Okay... Maybe an ambulance is pushing it... But this hurts." Six says, before pushing himself up and propping himself against the wall. He wipes the paint off his face, revealing a dark purple, almost black bruise under his left eye. "Well... This has been an interesting day... I'm Number Six. What's your room number?"

"Ah, I'm uh, Brown, from Room Seven. Nice to meet you too." Maurice offered a handshake. This man seemed normal enough as well, how relieving. "We'll be neighbors from now on so let's get along."

"You okay? You seem disturbed" Miguel asked Minnie. Minnie shakes her head and smiled. "I'm fine. I just have some aftershock" Minnie said.

"Well, since some people had gone outside, I think it's the time to meet them. Shall we?" Miguel invited. Minnie nods and in the matter of second, Her mood switches up from scared to overjoyed. The two stand up and proceeded to the crowd.

"Hello! My name is Minnie and you two are?" Minnie approached the two boys she found. The other one is lying up on the wall and he looked like he's hurt. And the other one is talking to him. Minnie noticed the other boy's pain.

"Uh are you okay? Do you need some help? You look like in pain" Minnie said and offers the boy some help.

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Six shakes the man's hand, and he was one of the first people to say his room number. That's good. "It's nice to meet you Number Seven. I'll probably go rest in my room, but I feel a lot better. Face still stings like hell, though."

As he says this, the boy from room one and a girl he's never seen before walk up to Six. The girl asks if he's hurt, but Six laughs. "Well, could be better. Nothing an ice pack and some rest can't heal." He then turns to Number One (Miguel), "Does she live with you? If so, looks like I'll have to make a compromise on my room number only rule."

Abigail decided to sit on the twitching Yagamine as she looked at the others still hanging around the hallway outside the rooms. She looked at poor Mr. Six with surprise, as if she'd just noticed that he was in pain. She noticed how he called Mr. Brown 'number Seven'. He's still going with calling everyone a number. Ugh. It wasn't that she minded alien customs like that, it was just she was starting to think the majority of people around Maple 801 - 101 were just weird and crazy, alien or not.

Despite these odd quirks everyone seemed to have, she was sure she'd be able to get along and befriend them in due time. She needed people to talk too after all. She figured she'd at least introduce herself to those present that didn't know her name yet.

"Hey there, I'm Abigail...for those of you who didn't already know that." She looked at Six, debating with herself internally if she should tell him or not...she supposed he'd find out anyway one way or the other. "My room is number eight."

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