Disclaimer: I do not own DOA.
This is a short chapter, so think of it as an intro to the story
"Is this…a dream…?" said the voice of a young man, who was standing in nothing but darkness. "Where am I…?" He looked around at his surroundings, but there was nothing to look at. "Who am I? Why am I here?" A few seconds later, images of random things started appearing around him, such as adults and a little boy, a meteorite crashing to earth, soldiers coming to a house, and a man with a darkened face taking the boy away from the two. "What…the hell…is this?!" He soon grabbed a hold of his head and fell to the ground, screaming. "AAAAAAAHH!"
The young man jolted up out of a bed, with his screams echoing throughout the empty room. Hearing the scream, two doctors came, one of them holding a needle of a strange green liquid. One of the doctors held the young man down, while the other injected him with a green stuff, which helped him calm down a little. "Are you okay now, young man?" asked one of the doctors to the young man, who nodded in response, while taking deep breaths. "I see you're awake…" said a man as he entered the room unexpectedly. The young man looked up at the man, who had a sinister-looking face, and he felt something deep within him that he can't explain. The man knelt down and looked at the young man, eye to eye. "Do you know who I am?" asked the man. The young man nodded. "Yes…Mr. Donovan…"
About 30 minutes later, the young man was in a gym, punching and kicking a sandbag with an intense ferocity. Watching from the side was Donovan and a Japanese woman in a business suit. "How goes his training, Miyako?" asked Donovan to the woman, as he watching the young man attacking the sandbag. "It seems like he's getting better every day, and stronger with each passing second, sir." The sound of the large bag popping and falling sand soon filled the gym as Donovan and Miyako stared at the young man, who had his fist out. "I see…" said Donovan. The young exited the gym to get another sandbag. "Miyako…I want you to take the young man with you." Hearing this, she looked up at Donovan with surprise. "Think of it as a form of training exercise for him…For the next few weeks, I want you to take him in…" Looking at her boss from behind, she nodded. "Yes sir."
The young man sat in the passenger seat, as Miyako was driving him to her house in Kyoto, Japan. "How did I get myself into something like this…?" thought Miyako to herself. "Just what is Donovan thinking…?" She slightly turned her head to young man, but kept her eyes on the road. "Why did Donovan ask me to take him to my house? He knows I have a daughter, right?!" The young man, on the other hand, stared out the window with a distant look in his eyes. "So…this is what it's like to be outside…?" thought the young man to himself. He felt a small sensation, as this was the first time of his life outside of the DOATEC building. "That's right…You've never been outside of the DOATEC building, have you?" asked Miyako to the young man, who nodded slightly in response. "Well, you'll my house, then. It may not be like the DOATEC building, but it's comfortable." The car soon stopped in front of a huge Japanese house. Both Miyako and the young man exited the car and took a good look at the house.
"Your house is huge…" said the young man to Miyako, who smiled in return. She took her house keys out of her pocket, inserting it into the keyhole and turned, unlocking the door. The two entered the house, and the young man was exasperated at the look of the inside of the house and smelled the sweet scent of that filled the house. "I'm home!" yelled Miyako, her voice echoing throughout the house. Just who could she be saying that to? Footsteps could be heard from within the house, coming towards Miyako and the young man. "Welcome home, mother, "said a young girl, who came up to Miyako and bowed to her. "This is my daughter, Kokoro…" said Miyako to the young man, who was at the girl. In the few seconds, the young man turned to her and felt something. "It's nice to meet you…" said the young man to Kokoro. "What is this feeling…? And why do I feel so weird…?" thought the young man to himself. The young man looked at her as if he was a robot scanning her.
"And you are…?" asked Kokoro to the young man, waving her hand in front of him. Snapping himself back to reality, the young man shook his head a little. "Um…Hiroshi…Hiroshi Yamashita…" said Hiroshi to the girl, with a small sense of awkwardness, which caused Kokoro to giggle a little. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Hiroshi."