A/N: So yeah I know this is a weird concept but I started it as a joke, then I edited it a lot and well now its just became an actual story so, I hope you like it! Enjoy!

Chapter 1: The Cat No One Else Sees

The night air brushed past the teen as he pulled his coat closer to his body and grumbled.

It was just his luck, he had drove out to meet Klein at some sketchy place all the way across town because of course Klein couldn't pick some place normal or at the very least nearby. The drive was long, and the quickest route was along a forest. Not to mention it was cold out.

And the road itself?

Well it was as of the current moment creepily deserted…

But no, that's not what irritated Kirito. What irritated him was that it was very late; his family was probably having a heart attack due to the fact that he wasn't home like he said he would be by eleven pm.

But the true cherry on top was the fact that he would be, if only his crappy motorcycle hadn't went and broke down not even half way there…or if his phone hadn't died before he left to start with.

Glancing at his watch, he groaned. It was three am.

He was so dead.

He continued to grumble to himself as he pushed his heavy bike, knowing he still wasn't even halfway there yet…such a long walk…he should have just left his bike behind. It deserved to be left behind.

Yet he kept pushing it forward, he really didn't have the money's worth to just leave it behind.

"Meow"

Kirito stopped and just stared at the black cat, which seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, a couple feet away. The cat did nothing but stare back and Kirito forced back the urge to shiver…something about this cat didn't feel quite right… it made him wonder if it was really a cat.

'That's stupid, pull yourself together Kazuto. It's obviously a cat...what else would it be?' Kirito thought as he shook his head, put the bike down on its stand, and approached the cat. Man, he must be tired to just approach a random cat but he could use a break and it made for better company than nothing at all.

He stopped about two feet away from it before crouching down and holding his hand out, if the cat wanted to let him pet it then it had to approach him…he wasn't about to scare or piss off the animal by just up and deciding to touch it himself.

The cat tilted its head and continued to stare at the boy in front of it before finally seemingly deciding he was worth it's time. Rubbing it's head against Kirito's hand it purred appreciatively as he proceeded to scratch it behind the ears.

"What are you doing all the way out here? There aren't any houses nearby…do you not have a home?" Kirito questioned not expecting an answer.

"You look familiar have I seen you before?" Kirito continued as he tried to recall where he'd seen a cat like it before. "Probably just my imagination…" But for some reason he really couldn't shake the feeling that he should know this cat…like he'd seen it many times before or something...

The cat meowed, pulling the teen out of his thoughts before moving closer to rub up against his legs. Then it froze, looked forward for a moment, and bolted like it saw or heard something that spooked it.

Kirito leapt to his feet alarmed at first but then relieved when he spotted a large truck pull to a stop a little ways down the road. He wouldn't have spotted it if not for the fact that its head lights were still on.

'Thank goodness…maybe I can get a ride.' Kirito thought as he left the bike to rush forward and see if they would give him one. He was tired of walking he'll come back for it later…maybe they can fit it in their truck.

Once he reached the truch he ran around to the back to find the people after noticing they weren't inside the vehicle.

He froze however, when he reached the back…

It was like someone had dumped ice water down his back and froze time, his blood running cold and his eyes widening from shock…

He couldn't believe what he was seeing:

Two men, One holding the feet and the other the arms of a dead older man as they carried him towards the trees…

"God damn, I know he was annoying Shiro but did you really have to kill him?" One of them complained.

"He was going to fire me…" The other whined.

Neither had noticed the boy staring in shock.

'Run' he screamed to himself internally as he went to back away silently, only to trip with a loud thump.

'Shit! Get up, get up! Run!'

Silence filled the area as the men turned and met Kirito's eyes, cursing they dropped the body.

"What the hell is a kid doing out here at this time of night?!" one of them questioned, looking pissed.

"Doesn't matter, just grab him!"

'RUN!'

Kirito scrambled to his feet to run but the air was knocked out of him not even minutes later as he was tackled back to the ground. He squirmed and kicked, yelling as he desperately tried to get away. He did not just survive a death game, go through hellish physical therapy, and risk his life again to save the girl he loved; all so he could go and get brutally murdered on some creepy street alone.

"Let me go!" Kirito yelled as he tried to drag himself out from under the heavy man who pinned him to the ground.

The click of a gun made him freeze.

Roughly Kirito was grabbed by the shoulders and pulled up by the person who tackled him, while his friend held a gun to his head.

"Don't move, boy." 'Or I'll kill you' was the unsaid words hanging in the air.

Kirito put his hands up, eyes wide and shaking.

"Please don't shoot." He pleaded, internally cringing at how pathetic he sounded, as the one still holding his shoulders began to practically drag him forward.

"Shut up." They commanded

Kirito shut his mouth; desperately trying to figure a way out of this alive…He wasn't coming up with anything…

If the was SAO or even ALO he would have so many options right now but…in the real world Kirito was nothing more than your average student except maybe a little better with computers and video games. In the real world his life was a whole lot more fragile.

And right now that life was in the hands of two men who apparently killed someone just for planning on firing one of them from work.

Things weren't looking too bright.

They lead him deep into the trees, constantly commanding him to move faster and shoving him forward if he dared to slow down.

It was a weird sensation but it was almost like every sound was deafeningly loud and Kirito could just hear his heart pounding away with each step. He's going to die tonight isn't he?

'I'm sorry Asuna, I don't think I'll be able to take you on our date tomorrow' Kirito thought sadly as the man roughly pulled him to a halt amidst the trees.

"This should be far enough." The man said as the other man with the gun, clicked the safety off.

"I got to ask…what the hell you were doing out and about around here anyway?" the man with the gun said almost lazily as Kirito was whirled around and shoved to his knees on the ground. He didn't seem to really care for the answer though…

Not that it mattered, Kirito couldn't even bring himself to answer as the gun was raised anyway…in fact he couldn't make a sound at all.

"Meow"

Kirito slowly tilted his head a little off to the left behind the two men, spotting the black cat sitting there looking at him curiously…strange the other two men didn't seem to notice or hear him.

…
"Mommy, there's a cat staring at me over there!"
"Honey, I don't see any cat."
"But it's right there!"

"Dad, there's that cat again, you see it don't you?"
"Kazuto, son there's no cat."
"Yes there is! It's right there!"

"Hello I'm Abby, I'm going to be your therapist….do you know what a therapist is?"
"Yes…"
"Good, that's good. So your parents are very worried…they say you keep seeing a cat."

"Kirito-kun what are you staring at?"
"That weird cat…it keeps staring at me…"
"What cat?"

…

'That's where…It's you!' Kirito thought as he stared at the cat shocked and a little annoyed...He had to go to therapy because of that stupid cat.

"Sorry kid but I don't want to go to prison."

The man's voice roughly jolted Kirito back to reality. Kirito turned his head only to find the gun aimed right at his forehead.

'Shit! What am doing thinking about some weird cat, when I have a gun to my head?!"

"Wait-!" he began desperately.

The man pulled the trigger. The sound it made was deafening as it bounced off the trees, but Kirito didn't hear it.

What he did hear was a cat screeching in alarm and maybe it was just his imagination but it also sounded pissed…

'I don't want to die!' he thought as he felt the life leave him and his body fall.

Strange…

Now Kirito couldn't seem to see or hear anything at all…

"Damn and you call me cold; you just shot a kid dead."

A/N: ok so I'm splitting the chapter in half, so have fun being confused

Yeah…so those who have been reading the story all this time: I got rid of the prologue, it just doesn't fit anywhere and my writing since I wrote that thing (not even fully serious might I add) has improved some. in other words I thought the chapter sucked.

It had no real relevance to the story that I cant easily put in later anyway.

those of you who just started reading: Don't worry about it :D I hope you liked this chapter and please leave a review!