Day 59: Last day
According to her story, the others were called to the residence Hikaru's grandfather about an hour after I left to patrol, train and look for the Bootlegs of me that were supposidly here in Japan. Wild Rider woke up from the concussion that Hikaru beat into him and the answer of why he looked like an older version of Hikaru's brother, Ryo, was given.
He was Ryo from the future.
I didn't want to hear any of it, as all of it could be a engineered plot to get us complacent. Perseus seems to be capable of alot of things, and bringing us a false prophet of "calamities" seems right up their alley. Hikaru seemed to be unsure about the whole thing as well so I came up with a method much like the old game "Telephone" to truely test if the man was who he said he was. I told Hikaru to tell her little brother Ryo something, tell him to remember it and then write it down, placing it in an envelope and giving it to someone else so they can talk to "future" Ryo, and see if he'd give the correct phrase. Seems he passed with flying colors and Hikaru told me about the future.
Boy is it a zinger.
2 years from now, everyone on the team is dead. Except for me, where I go crazy and destroy the world and
Future Ryo used parts from several systems to become Wild Rider, then going back in time to assassinate me.
There's too many holes in the story for it to be believable. Ryo just says that the group dies. I find it hard to believe that Ryo wouldn't know how his only sister passed away- did she drown, slip on a bar of soap, poisoned, shot, vaporized?
Second, if he was going to assassinate me, the so-called trigger of doomsday, why the big show at the memorial? He did have bad blood with Hikaru, and so that's why they fought but it still doesn't make sense if his objective was me and not her. She didn't seem to be taking it well... and I don't blame her. I tried to console her a little on how she acts towards me when I'm upset, but it didn't work since I'm really bad at the "share your feelings" thing right now.
While my test proved he is from another time than my own, it doesn't test for mind control, copies or any other signs of foul play. I also couldn't see him considering where he was being held and my "race". I made a comment about that to Hikaru, and it made her obviously upset. Well sorry princess, what else do you call it when you're judged and punished strictly due to suspected heritage? I don't mind if I pissed you off after I DID something. You can take a fair swing at me, but just telling me outright I'll be shot on sight just reeks of stupid. They are welcome to their own opinion, and unless they're actively trying to kick my ass, I won't take the time to kick theirs.
Also, I spent a bit of time with Hikaru after finding out Suzuka was sick, and we went to visit her. I'm still keeping my word about not telling Hikaru about Suzuka's transfer to Stanford, but one thing I can count on is Hikaru's intellegence. Hikaru saw shipping boxes, labled to the US and got no word from her friend. I think she can put two and two together on this one. Sam was making a big ass out of himself, as usual, and snookered me to play psychic cards with him after wrestling with a water dummy on Hikaru's roof. Also, Glen said he needed to take off back to the US a day early, and couldn't tell us why. "No Secrets Policy" my ass.
The day ended with the remainder of the group going to a local festival, and after sneaking out of the haunted house exhibit where I was kept for several hours without compensation, I played at the target range winning a few prizes before meeting back with Hikaru and watching the fireworks, telling her about my second favorite holiday- 4th of July. She nailed down my first (Halloween. What can't you love about a day with great costumes, presents, friends and free snacks at every door?) and it was just a nice relaxing moment watching things blow up, which took my mind off of how the trip to Japan was pretty much a big waste of time. I never found my objectives and only seemed to get worse and worse.
Which may explain why I was so quiet on the flight home. I'm on my way now back there, and I know I'll be busy with cleaning up the facility and my court case. I guess detective work isn't all just fist fights and night club rendevous with jumpy witnesses.
-Razmus Edward Downe
(Hikaru's side of the story)