damned_institute | Day 29: Music Room

Quatre was thankful that his "name" wasn't called to be visited, but there was always the next shift. He knew he probably should have hunted down his comrades to see if they were safe this shift as well and if they could think of a plan to escape. It was strange being in captivity, Quatre had never been caught by OZ and when one of the remaining White Fang factions had attempted to assassinate him, the action had resulted in the deaths of many innocent politicians and bureaucrats; people who had families and who had honestly been hoping to do the best with the peace that Quatre and so many like him had tried so hard to obtain.

There were a few things that could completely take Quatre's mind off even the most horrible of facts, one of them was music. So when the nurse mentioned that he could go to the 'Music Room' he couldn't help but want to at least look in the room. There was an assortment of instruments for him to choose from. There were no classical pieces to speak of, but Quatre considered the fact that an attentive enough patient could use a number of the pieces of a piano to kill someone. That and you couldn't really use headphones on a real flute.

He ran his fingers over the electric keyboard before sitting down to it.

He had once told a good friend, Noin, that he played what he felt and at the moment his anxiousness was overwhelming. If he played at least a little bit of it, it might release from him, might take some of the pressure from his heart.

That, and it would be reassuring to be doing something he loved to do. He placed the headphones on his ears, trying not to allow his emotions to affect any of the patients that might enter the room after him, and started to play.

The sound was dulled, probably for safety reasons, but that was probably for the best. If anyone spoke to him he would be able to hear, even if he let the music that his fingers played with electrical sound take him away from Landel's prison walls.

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Ami blinked. He fought the Japanese Shinto gods and their servants? Ami didn't really believe in gods of any sort. She was more of the opinion that people who called themselves gods were just more powerful than those who worshipped them, thus creating the illusion of a god or goddess. Maybe that's what SubZero was referring to?

"So may I ask why you were fighting the four gods?" she said, filled with curiousity?

"Well, because that's where the map lead to..." He decided that he should just back up and summarize the entire thing.

"Well, first, I had to get this map that was guarded by a bunch of crazy monks. There was also a ninja after it, sent by the same guy who sent me just in case one of us failed. We didn't know that so we attacked one another and I won. The map gave directions to a temple hidden in the himalayan mountains, guarded by four elemental gods for as long as mortals have inhabited the Earth realm. Inside the temple was an amulet that I was sent to retrieve, but I couldn't do that unless I defeated all four of the gods," SubZero paused for a moment, deciding to elaborate that it wasn't quite as simple.

"But first I had to get through a bunch of traps and fight my way through a bunch of their followers that hadn't yet gotten themselves killed by the traps in the temple they were protecting."

Although it was amusing to use the traps to kill said followers, it got tedious after a while. Very tedious.

Ami's mind began to spin. What SubZero was describing was like something out of a game. She refrained from asking him how many coins he had collected, and instead focused on the reason behind the god killing, amulet collecting, multiple ninja mission.

"Er...so you're a part of an organisation?" she asked. "Were you able to get the amulet in the end?"

"Well... I accomplished the mission, but then I needed to go get the amulet back again since the sorcerer took it to the netherrealm," He'd leave out the whole part about the entire thing being his fault and the thunder god being angry with him.

SubZero just shrugged. "And I was on my way to the netherrealm when I ended up here by mistake. Or perhaps on purpose, I still haven't decided if this is some sort of cruel joke or not."

Ami put a hand on her temple. Sorcerors? The Netherrealm? Scratch game, now it was more like some elaborate fantasy novel.

"So magic common is common your world then?" she surmised. "It's very uncommon on mine. In fact, most people don't believe in magic." Little did they know, she thought.

"Not at all. Sorcerers aren't human," SubZero stated as a matter of fact. "There are a lot more people who can do stuff from Outworld," Who the hell had named the realms, anyway?

"Only people affiliated with gods or families that have abilities like mine really know about anything."

Ami blinked again. "They're not? What are they then?" she asked. She was becoming more fascinated by this world of his. There was so much to learn! Just think of what we could all learn from each other in Landel's!

She pounced on another topic. "So how many realms are there?"

"I don't really know what they are, just that they apparently aren't 'mortal'," SubZero considered the next question from Ami, and counted up all the realms that he knew about.

"No idea, but I know of four, including my own. And I don't know the name of whatever place we're currently in. I was traveling through a portal to the netherrealm that accidentally dumped me here instead. There's also whatever realm you're from, probably one that's just like mine," Were there multiple realms just like his? It made the most sense considering what he knew about this place.

Ami pondered his comments, her eyes showing that she was deep in thought as she scratched the tip of her nose. The notion of travelling between worlds was fascinating.

"Well, I come from a realm, as you put it, called Earth," Ami replied. "Where I'm from, we would call them 'worlds' instead of 'realms'.

"So do you have to create the portals or do they exist already in each realm?" It would be interesting to know if there was some such 'portal' on Earth, although it was highly unlikely.

"You have to create them, I think. The thunder god and that damn sorcerer are the only people I've ever seen who can actually do that. There might be a permanent one somewhere, but I doubt it," Then again, if there was a temple with an amulet belonging to the so-called god of the netherrealm, why not a permanent portal hidden somewhere too?

"I think other gods can probably create them as well."

Ami was interested in meeting these so-called "gods", although who knew what kind of temperament they had. Probably not a very good one if they just got eight different shades of snot kicked out of them by SubZero.

"So is there anyone else in here from your...uh...realm?" she asked. "I take it HK-san isn't. Do you think it was the sorcerer who sent you here?" Maybe there needed to be someone in each world willing to open a portal of some sort to Landels?

"No one from back home, if there is, they obviously aren't important if they don't know who I am... which is actually a good thing, I would be honor bound to kill anyone from my own world who sees me like this. And HK isn't from the same place I am, there are no killer robots where I'm from."

SubZero had not considered that possibility before, so he thought it over for a moment before deciding how to answer.

"The thunder god was sending me to kill that sorcerer, it was his portal, though maybe Quan Chi messed with the destination... or the god he serves. Don't ever trust a sorcerer."

Day 29: Music Room

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