"Hey, what's up Yuta?" You ask, noticing that he looks a bit wary today. The first years were going back to the classroom after spending almost three full hours outside in the blazing heat training.
Yuta looks at you and shrugs. "I don't know, I just feel like something is...off."
Panda, who was eavesdropping on your conversation, turned around. "It's probably your imagination." He said. "Most definitely."
"Fish flakes." Imumaki said. Then Panda turned back around and walked up to Maki and Inumaki.
"Wait, but guys-" Yuta said, but Panda only waved him off. "You're awareness of cursed energy is whack." He said.
"Rika's almost always with him, though, so that's why his senses are off." Maki butt in, not even bothering to look behind her.
"Tuna."
You looked at the retreating backs of the others and then to Yuta, shrugging apologetically and waited for him to catch up. "I just don't understand why I feel this way." He said.
"Well, would you look at that." You heard Maki say. "I guess Yuta can be right sometimes."
You wondered what she meant until you heard flapping noises. You looked up and your eyes widened at the sight of a large pelican swooping down and stopping infront of Panda, Maki, and Inumaki. A man whom you've never met before jumped down from its leg and smiled.
"Shit, he looks like trouble." You said to Yuta, who nodded in return. You both ran over to the others' sides.
"Must be an intruder." Maki whispered to you all, grabbing her weapon and holding it tightly. Panda, who was readying his knuckles, nodded in agreement. "I've never seen a curse like that before." "Salted fish roe." Inumaki took down his collar.
"Wow, that's a pretty big bird." You say, watching the people jump out of the curses' mouth.
"Ah, still the same as ever, I see." The man said, walking over to you five.
"Wow, so this is Tokyo!" One of the girls who came from the pelican exclaimed, looking around. "So...country like!"
"Nanako...that was pretty rude." Another girl said, holding a stuffed animal to her chest.
The other girl, who you assumed was Nanako, looked at the girl. "What do you mean? Don't you think so, too?"
"Who are they...?" You ask, looking at the others just as one of them said "Ooh, a panda! How cute!".
"Hey, who are you guys?" Panda speaks up. "Mr. Yuta won't forgive intruders!" "Huh!?" Yuta exclaims, confused.
"You better get out of here before Mr. Yuta kicks your asses!" Maki yells.
"What-!?" Yuta looks at the three, then at you. You hesitate, before smiling and patting his shoulder, not knowing what else to do.
Suddenly, the man appeared before you two and smiled. "Pleasure to finally meet you, Okkotsu. Same goes for you too, (L/N)." He held out his hand to shake. "Oh, uh-h...nice to meet you too." Yuta stammered, taking his hand. You, however, stayed quiet and unmoving.
"I'm Suguru Geto." The man, Geto, continues. "I've noticed that you two have quite the fantastic powers, which I simply cannot let go to waste." He looks over at you and wraps an arm around your shoulders, then did the same to Yuta, before continuing. "Do you know what's wrong with the world today?"
He waits for an answer, which neither of you give, and sighs. "The problem is that Jujutsu Sorcerers have to work in the shadows to save regular, weak people. You see...its a paradox that makes the strong submit to the weak! That's ubsurd, isn't it?"
"Yeah..." Yuta said, unsure of what the hell was going on. He gulped and looked at you. You only raised your eyebrows in an 'I-don't-know-what's-going-on-either' look.
"Humanity has stopped their own evolution." Geto continues dramatically. "It's about time we look back at humanity's survival. And that's why..." He looks at you. "I need both of your help."
"Our...help?" You ask quietly, making him nod and smile. "Yup! I need you two to help kill all non-sorcerers and make a world where only Jujutsu Sorcerers can live!"
'What is he on about?'
You look at him and he opens his mouth to speak again, but another voice behind you interrupts him.
"Hey now, don't be talking bullshit to my students."
You all turn around and see your teacher with a few others walking in your direction. You sigh, relieved that help has come. However, Geto tightens his hold on you and Yuta.
"Satoru!" He yells happily. "So nice to see you after all these years!"
Gojo ignores his greeting. "Step away from my students, now." You noticed that his usual calm and laid back demeanor was gone now and in its place stood a cold and stern one.
"I heard all about the amazing first years. So I guess they're under your care, hmm?" Geto continues. "A special grade...a fire manipulator...a mutated cursed corpse...a cursed speech descendant...and..." He smiles at Maki teasingly.
"....A Zen'in family failure."
Maki growls and points her weapon at his throat. "Why, you-!"
Geto stops smiling and looks down upon her. "Now now, there's no need for that. After all, I don't want a monkey like you...in my future."
Yuta then steps away and pushes Geto's hold off of him, taking the man by surprise. "Sorry..." He says. "I still don't know what you're talking about, but I will never help anyone who disrespects my friends like that! Never!"
You suddenly got the courage to also shove Geto's arm off of your shoulders and clenched your fists, trying to control your cursed energy into your hands. "Same here."
Geto looks at both of you, a frown tugging on his features. "My apologies, I didn't mean to upset you two in any way."
Gojo stepped in between Yuta and Geto. "Then why did you come here." He asked, making Geto grin.
"To declare war."
Geto walks away and raises his hands. "To all those here! Listen up! This December 24th, at sundown, is the Night of a Hundred Demons! It will be held at the crucible for curses...Shinjuku, and at Jujutsu's sacred land, Kyoto! I will release a thousand curses at each location. They'll be there to massacre, of course. If you want to avoid this, then put your lives on the line! Let's curse eachother to our hearts' content!"
"Ahh! Master Geto! The store is closing!" One of the girls said, interrupting his moment. Geto looked back at his group and sighs.
"Going somewhere with so many monkeys...ugh.." He looks back at Gojo. "Sorry, Satoru but the girls want to try the new crepe shop that just opened. I'll be going now."
However, Gojo took a step toward the retreating back of Geto. "Going so soon? Not on my watch."
He stops, then turns around. "Don't try it. All your precious students are in my range." Curses appeared left and right. You manifested a small amount of fire and stayed on high alert. A giant curse with one eye stood infront of you.
Geto jumped on the pelicans' leg and waved. "Well then, see you on the battlefield!"
•••
Missing posters were displayed up on every pole in your neighborhood. It's been three months since you have gone missing, with no return from you yet. The air turned chilly now, and snow started to gently fall from the clouded up sky.
Amelia walked alone nowadays. She looked at one of the missing posters with your name and face on it, sighing. Just how could have you gone missing without a trace? There's something wrong with that. The police couldn't find any evidence on your whereabouts. Your parents said that when they got home, you were sleeping in your room, so there was no way you left when they were out. Amelia said that she was with you the last day you were seen.
A chilly breeze harshly nipped at her ears and nose, making her shiver and bundle up more into her winter jacket. One of the posters freed itself from the staples and blew with the wind, flying high into the air. She watched it go, wondering if it'll ever reach you or someone who might know where you were.
Once the paper was out of sight, Amelia looked down at the ground and kicked a pebble, making it fly across the street.
There were no new text messages from you. No missed calls or new information that the police uncovered. You just simply...dissapeared. It's as if you never existed at all, like you just vaporized into thin air.
Some of the kids in your school started to forget you when Amelia asked if they knew anything, too.
"Who?"
"I've never heard of her before."
"(Y/N)? There was a (Y/N) here?"
"I think you're losing it, Amelia. There was never a (Y/N) in the first years."
Even the principal and some of the teachers forgot about you. But how? Amelia was sure that you were real! Hell, she even has your phone number!
The only people who do remember you are her, your parents, and some of the other family members.
Amelia brung her scarf up to her face, covering her mouth and nose as another violent wind struck against her, blowing snow into her hair. She continued to walk again, passing by many more posters with your face on them.
What she didn't know was that your face and name were slowly but surely dissapearing from the paper.