AUTHOR NOTES: Soooo I had this idea for a while, but didn't know where to put it. So here it is! I want to continue it, but I don't have proper motivation. So if you, any of you readers, want to see more, just say the word and I'll GET IT IN GEAR :D
Cobblestone crackling above is what awoke him. Izaya's eyes shot open as he saw the five hundred plus pound piece of rock fall towards him after breaking away from it's steel barred harness. His body shot awake and he reflexively brought his legs upwards and with a running jump, kicked off of the bottom section of the rock as it smashed where his legs would have been, and then tumbling away from him. Laying face first on the rubble covered floor, he coughed and wheezed in response to the thick atmosphere that reeked of smoke and dust. His heart pounded exceedingly fast as he grabbed each part of his body, checking for cuts, fractures, or anything the adrenaline rush might have made him disregard initially.
He only had a cut on his cheek that had dried up and his arms ached horribly. Fantastic, he thought as he raised himself up to check the environment around him. He glanced around and didn't recognize any part of this room. Steadily walking along the debris covered floor, he made his way towards what looked like a window.
He saw ashes in great numbers falling from the sky, dancing along as they gently went on top of the ruins scattered across the horizon. Along with the ashes, was smoke rising from almost every building within a couple miles. Suddenly, the memories shot back to him.
The call he received from Shinra, his horrified voice yelling instructions to Izaya. The screaming sirens he could hear in the background. How when he glanced out his window the objects in the sky sent a shiver down his spine.
The way they stared back at him as the skies turned a crimson red.
It was then he realized where he was. He was one floor below his room; he thought to himself as he looked up seeing that where the cobblestone fell was an opening to his room - decimated. How did he survive, he wondered. No matter, he's still in one piece – for the most part. Izaya began to make his way to the door, when he remembered something.
After Shinra hung up, Izaya's door flung open, and in it was Shizuo. The look on his face was one of anger and fear. As Shizuo began shouting words of insult and question, Izaya noticed something. Out of the corner of his eye, behind Shizuo, was a pair of red eyes. Glowing red eyes; with a smile. A big, horrifying, smile.
That's when he woke up. Yet now, he needs to figure out what happened to Shizuo, as well as Shinra. He got to the door and opened it up cautiously. He looked up and down the hallway for a second and took a step out. It felt cold, which was odd, considering the many fires burning. For a second, when glancing down the hallway, he thought he saw those pair of red eyes again.
With that big, horrifying, smile.