Nagito tried to catch his breath after being choked out. But around him was a silent room. Sitting at a round table. He looked up, in sweat.
Sitting around him were the same people as last time. He could tell now that he had traveled back to the start of the meeting.
Cough, cough. "You guys can go on…"
They looked at him strangely, then the captain nodded and spoke.
"My name is Ryan. I'll be your captain for this squadron."
Those weren't the same words he said. Nagito wondered. His legs twitching repeatedly with nervousness.
After the others had introduced themselves the same way, including him, they went back to their living quarters again. Nagito deciding to stay quiet this time.
"We've finally made it to the army of the 800. Or should I say, the OWD?"
Tony said, stretching. The army of the 800 was the name of the army they're fighting for. It is a division of the OWD. Against the imperial army. The queen of the imperial army declaring war for personal and unexplained reasons.
Nagito went to his assigned room under Ash's named, wanting to take time to reflect and think of his plan. He walked into the room, on his left was the desk. He noticed the picture with the original squadron's members were gone. Knowing that, it hit him that he's really at the start of it all.
'I gotta talk to someone else. Maybe Carla oughta understand."
He turned back towards the door, cracking his knuckles with determination. Walking outside, no one was in the lounge. And thank's to his few days of stay in the base, he knew where everywhere should be.
Nagito opened up her door without telling, still used to the familiarity they had. On her nightstand, was a revolver. But in front of him, was a physically endowed silver haired woman, actively putting on her panties, her other half already covered with undergarment.
She turned crimson red, he turned pale.
"What the hell are you doing?! You pervert!"
She tightened, stepping to her nightstand. Before she could reach for her gun, Nagito spoke out.
"Wait! I'm sorry! I have to tell you something."
She loosened a bit, giving him a chance.
"Go on."
He swallowed hard, and gripped his fists.
"I returned in time to save captain! In the timeline I came from, Captain Ryan died and we were being ambushed."
She reached for the gun, and without aiming, shot Nagito in the head. Blood spilling out from his cranium, he felt heat coming from his skull before reacting.
'Take me back.' This time, a little more painful. He'd want to save captain, but his task was getting harder than he could ever expect. It was now he'd completely been convinced that time travel speech is taboo in this world.
He finally opened his eyes, after being taken out the vacuum. And he's in front of Carla's door. Remembering what happened, he decided not to reach out. He turned his back to her door, and on the other side, was Vermy's.
'It's worth a try.' He walked across the lounge to her room. He knocked, and she answered not long later.
"Who is it?"
"It's me. Ash."
She opened the door for him, but blocked the entrance before he stepped in.
"What is it?" She said glaring at him with the look of someone who's pissed off.
"I need to talk to you."
She scoffed. Going back into her room.
"Piss off, I'm already mad about being here."
She closed the door on him before he could speak again. Nagito sighed, sitting on the couch, leaning backwards.
'How will I do this? Everyone kills me when I mention… that.' Talking to the two new characters to him was out of the question.
But it was different here. He was isolated. The very air he breathed had the aroma of unfamiliarity. But it clicked to him.
'Could I rewind back to where I was? Or can I only rewind to this world's time…'
The silence was broken and took Nagito out of his thoughts as Ryan entered the room.
"Hey, kid. How you feeling?"
Nagito looked back at him.
"I'm good."
Nagito gets up and begins walking away, to where? Don't know. But he needs thinking time. He walked around for a while and ended up in the gym. The dim, empty gym.
It had squat racks, benches, dumbbells, the basic lifting equipment.
He glared at the equipment. Now flashing back to his old life, wishing he had lifted. Maybe if he did, people would've noticed him more.
"That just pissed me off." He said, eyes now glowing, ready to return time.
[I advise you stay in this timeline, reaper.]
The voice sent chills down Nagito's spine. Made his heart race, he turned back, flinching like someone who had been abused for years after the voice was done speaking.
"What… the actual-" he stumbled back onto the floor, his eyes wide as if he'd seen a ghost. Hyperventilating, his breath came in rapid exhales.
Shaking, he got off the floor and ran. He ran like he wanted to leave the world.
Thump.
"Oof! You good, Ash?"
It was Tony. Picking him up as Nagito bumped his chest. Extending his hand with a comfortable smile.
"Yeah, thanks."
He took his hand, Tony pulling him up. Nagito wiped his sweaty palms off on his pants. Tony realizing it was moist too.
"You look pale man."
Nagito realized he was, and shook it off. He couldn't know what just happened, Nagito being worried he'll get killed again.
But what the hell WAS that?!