This is my first story on fan fiction, I have other stories I've written but I really don't feel like putting them on here, they're still in progress, I gotta finish them, then rewrite them to get out crappy parts, any ways, I decided to write a story on TWEWY, I hope it doesn't come out too bad, it'll be a story it will involve a few original characters, but it takes around 6 years after the reaper's game, and there is a new composer, it may suck, or it may be decent, but I know it won't be all great, review please and tell me what you think but don't be an ass**** please, just kindly say that it wasn't good and I tried, anyways, here I go.

I never really liked people, always being anti social, doing things on my own, but I had support from my family, but they are gone, my parents died in a car wreck, my little sister is in a foster home, because I lost guardianship over her in court, those lawyers and law enforcers thought I wasn't responsible let alone good enough as they said. I had a job but not good enough to keep a child in a healthy lifestyle, I worked every day and I didn't have time to take care of her or have her going to school, I didn't have enough to hire a baby sitter. I just decided to give up on this lifestyle ahead and start somewhere new, I sold my family's home since it was quiet and couldn't pay most of the bills, I sold my favorite car ,and a few belongings that had some value to it, I also cancelled anything that I was tied to, from internet to phone service, anything and everything, I erased myself and flew to Japan with all the money I could carry; it was illegal to carry so much money but it was stuffed somewhere in my pants, I had a secret pocket that I made in my relaxed jeans. They didn't check my bags, since I didn't have anything, only a worn medium sized back pack, I had my skull headphones on, which they were black large headphones with skull graffiti on them, and I also had a blue striped sweater, one color was blue, the other light blue, I was plain, just had a black tee, dark blue jeans and black sole canvas, I was plain, the only thing that stood out was my necklace with a cross pendant alongside with a rosario, and my long black straight hair, many bystanders saw me evil looking but also religious, a few I heard of them say emo, which I only grinned and laughed, emo was one thing that really pissed me off, no matter what, people will piss me off but never make me sad, or emotional, so I told them to screw themselves and move on.

I walked out of the airport and got a taxi, he didn't understand English so I just told him to take me somewhere nice, he then said something about Shibuya and other words I didn't understand. As arrived, there was a lot of people, I didn't really want to be here, it made my head feel like it was about ready to explode, as I looked back ,the taxi driver had left, I sighed and put my headphones on, then i blasted the music at high on my ePod, I began listening to American rock but the sound of people just kept creeping its way through my headphones, it was a very terrible noise, people talking here and there, phones ringing, babies crying, it felt like everyone did those noises so close to my ears, so I began to block my ears with my hands but it still failed to cease the noise, then everything just went quiet, and time just went slowly, everything went dark, then across the street I saw a strange figure, like a weird looking dog with graffiti all over It and skeletal feet, it stared at me, as people would pass, he would appear to get closer, as if he were moving very fast that I could not see him, he was like a ninja, then in a blink of an eye, he appeared in front of me, it was a large wolf, bigger than a horse, he then decided to bite my right arm as hard as he could and let go, he would then walk around, circling me and staring, then it spoke,

"You, you should not have come here for you will have to play the reaper's game, your life dims short, for you will die, your fate cannot be changed."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

I replied as I grasped on my wounded arm, red blood began to drip from it, but the blood began to take a different tone as it changed into some kind of black and white color, as if it was static in a television, the wolf then disappeared, and the darkness began to fade, my wound dissapeared as well, and I was being stared at by civilians as they saw me lying on the ground, I got back up and dusted myself.

It began to get dark and I was ready to fall asleep, I decided to get one of those weird hotel capsules since they were so cheap. I didn't want to spend my money on high rating hotels just to get a bed, since I was so used to it, but the capsules were not so bad, they had radio, internet, and a television, I turned on the television and all I saw was nothing but news, a few comedy shows caught my eye, people playing pranks on other people, in one spot, a man was walking alone in an alley, and a bunch of guys showed up and just ran towards the guy, they shouted something in Japanese, I didn't know what they said but it must have been something like charge or get him, but they scared the man to death, but as he stood frozen and flinched, they just ran passed him. I laughed so hard and the guy next to me hit the wall, and yelled something in Japanese, I told him to screw himself, after that I didn't hear a thing, I turned off the tv and decided to go to bed. I turned on my ePod and listened to a song called Sola Sistim, it was a lullaby to me, it put me right to sleep. I began my dream sequence, I found myself in outer space, floating, it's like this every time I hear that song, I always loved to sleep, it kept me away from the people in this world, it saved me from my problems, and from the noise, then a voice told me, "Play your music, play your music so loud that everyone could hear and nobody could sleep," and at the last moment, it called me something I didn't understand, "Noise Maker."

I was happily dreaming and floating in space, then, I started to feel pulling, I was being pulled down as if gravity decided to visit space for some reason, I began falling down to earth. I was headed straight to Japan, then I fell face down on Shibuya crossing, I didn't feel pain, but I just closed my eyes and knew this was all a dream, when I would reopen my eyes, I would be back in the capsule. I got up and yawned, stretching after a good night sleep, but little did I know, I was still in Shibuya Crossing, I began looking everywhere, wondering what the hell was going on, I still had all my stuff, and my money, was I kicked out of the capsule hotel, damn them, I payed a good amount of money to stay there for weeks, I got up and went back to the hotel and demanded a refund.

I walked to the counter and flipped the guy off, I shouted and cursed at him to get an explanation in why the owner threw me out, he just ignored me as he was reading the newspaper, I then grabbed his annoying ringing bell, the ones where people slap their hand down and make an annoying bell sound, and threw it, the man looked and got up to go get it, he then put it back and shrugged as he looked around. I called him an idiot if he was just going ignore me like that, then I grabbed his newspaper and crumbled it up, then he began to freak out, I moved the paper wad and his sight followed it like a puppy watching cars fly by the window, he then ran out to the street and yelled, I didn't know what the hell was wrong with him but it was freaky, forget it, I thought to myself, I just left to my capsule.

As I opened the curtain on the capsule, one thing surprised the hell out of me, I didn't know what really was going on, but it put me in an instant shock, I saw myself in the capsule, with a needle sticking out of my neck and blood all over the capsule, it dripped to the bottom capsule as well, I didn't know what just happened or who did it, but fell on my ass due to my knees that gave up the feeling. A girl then woke up and climbed out of her capsule and saw blood on the floor, she yelled and took out her cell phone, she probably called the police. A few hours later, police and the paramedics came, I was on the floor leaning against the wall, no one payed attention to me, the only theory that came to my head, is that I was dead, someone had killed me and gotten away with it, I was a ghost, but somehow, I could touch things, but not people, I often could hear what they were thinking and it really annoyed the hell out of me; I left the capsule hotel, I somehow still had my belongings with me though, but was worst of all, I began to feel pain in my arm, as I looked, it began to bleed that weird blood, I had a few bandages in my back pack so I grabbed the roll and bandaged it up, my whole arm looked like a mummy's arm, but as I gripped the bandages, it would suppress the pain for a bit. I walked to shibuya square, then a public phone began to rang, no one bothered to pick it up, so I answered it,

"Hello?" I said in confusion,

"Find a partner, and let the game of your fate begin."

"Who the f*** are you?"

"What is important to you?"

"The hell should I know, tell me who you really are you pedophile sounding freak."

"You act like a beast, then a part of your humanity I will take since nothing is special to you."

"Go blow yourself!"

I heard it click, which meant the bastard hung up, it seemed kind of cliché, I seen these in horror movies, random annoying pedophiles would call and creep you out, but it didn't work for me. I began to walk and I saw a bunch of teenagers running around, I didn't mind them, but they began saying something about a reaper game and pins, some said partner with me please, a few cried saying it was the end, I didn't know what the hell they were up to, it must have been some kind of Japanese thing,but i kept on walking. I somehow managed to crashed onto who knows what, I rubbed my face, as I began walking again, I bumped into it again, it was like glass, I banged on it, and it would not break, I thought it was some kind of joke, I grabbed a trash can and threw it at the wall but still it would not break, so I decided to walk back. The so called game began to piss me off, as I turned and saw some statue of a dog and stared at it blindly, then I heard something coming towards me, as I heard a banging noise, I moved out of the way, a piece of barricade was thrown at me, by some weird tall man, but as I looked closely, it was some kind of ferocious bear, people just walked past it like if it wasn't there, "GET OUT OF HERE PEOPLE!" I yelled, but no one heard me or knew I was there, they were completely oblivious to what was going on and I couldn't do a thing to get their attention. the large monster which had skeletal arms just like that wolf I encountered last time was charging at me, he grabbed me by the right arm and began crushing it, it hurt like hell, I then kicked it in the face and used my strength to climb onto its arm, but he just jerked it around and tossed me off, my arm began to bleed again, but it kept on hurting and it felt like burning, as I saw my hand, my fingers began to turn into pointy fingers like claws, I grasped my forearm, then I heard a shout, "I found you!" I turned and saw a girl in who the hell knows what she was wearing, she was one of those goth girls they call lolitas, she then said something in Japanese, I couldn't figured it out, so i shrugged, she then sighed and put her hand on my face, then beams of light began coming from the floor. What the hell is going?

Read and enjoy, review please, I know it may suck, but I'm an amateur, not a professional author. (and when i have the letters in italic means people are speaking japanese, sorry, i cant write japanese so bare with me folks.)