My name is Mashiro Rei, or at least twelve hours ago I was. Twelve hours ago I was a normal seventeen-year-old student attending his final days of school. Twelve hours ago I found out my real parents were dead and the people who I addressed as mom and dad are in prison. The only things I know for sure at this moment in time is I am not human and neither is my sister or the girl I saved on my way home.

My sister's name is Chiaki R… I mean Yamashita. The two of us were apparently born into a unique non-human clan born with enhanced visual abilities and physical abilities. The clan was once known as the most powerful of the non-humans until one of their own defected to the humans and massacred the rest. The murderer, my sister and I are what is left of the Yamashita clan. I still don't understand why we weren't killed with the rest of my real family. The other girls name is Miho Akimoto, a second year student at what used to be our school. I found her being ganged up on by a group of taggers. Taggers are the people who hunt down non-humans in the capital city and will either kill you or send you back to the ghetto. I don't know why I saved her I just felt an instinct to.

Now we are in some worn down shantytown that has never seen a living entity since nineteen ninety-five. That was also the same year that non-humans were discovered and gun control was issued in Japan. Cities became hostile and eventually abandoned, humans secluded themselves inside of giant walls while the non-humans were either killed or ran away to form their own colonies. Now I'm just like those non-humans running from the humans that had labeled them as demons and monsters yet contradict themselves when they are the ones committing the genocide. Not only that but those hypocritical humans take those they call demons and monsters and do experiments on them. Vulgar ones at that, their purpose unknown.

I can here Chiaki try to explain something to me but I've lost touch with reality at this point. Everything seems surreal to me it's scaring me. I just don't understand, I never understood, I don't think I can understand how in just twelve hours my name changed, my social life, my friends, my family, my status as what was considered normal all vanished. Vanished into thin air just like the water being absorbed into the ground of this damaged floor in the slowly crumbling house where I find my self and my only family I have left and a girl who I barely know but decided to save inexplicably. If I never ran to her aid this would have never happened. No I can't think like that, I've never been someone to save my own skin when someone else is in trouble. It's just who I am. I did what was right, but what is right and wrong in this world now. We not in the capital city anymore there are no more rules here.

"Shiro, get it together!" Chiaki was whispering at me now. "Shit, Shiro there here looking for us."

Shiro is the nickname I got when I was a kid, but that was irrelevant at the moment in time. We needed to get a way out of there fast. I was kind of hoping she already had a plan or Miho came up with something but she was sulking in the corner across the room from me. Miho and I were useless since we left the city.

"Well what should we do?" I asked knowing Chiaki had no idea what to do.

"We could fight our way out I have my katana with me, its equal on both sides" That was what I expected her to say.

"Like hell it's even sided, there's fifteen guys out there" It should have been obvious to Chiaki. "How do you think they got here?" I asked.

"Where are you going with this Shiro?" She fully knew where I was going with it she was just afraid to say it herself. The taggers were getting closer to us we had to act quickly.

"Come on out the back door" I said as I grabbed Miho. "Be as quiet as possible."

"No shit captain obvious." Chiaki was trying to be a smartass.

"I didn't see you coming up with any bright ideas genius." That shut her up for a bit. The plan was to sneak around the taggers and take the cars they drove here in. The only thing I didn't account for was if they left the keys in or not. Luckily one of the taggers was having a smoke by the cars. It was likely he had the key but for which car was the hard part now.

"Chiaki go get the keys from that guy." She was the only one with a weapon so she went to get the guy while we hid. Chiaki snuck up behind the tagger and put her katana right through his back. Miho and I found it difficult to watch but it had to be done. Then I noticed something, all the taggers flashlights were gone.

"Shit where'd they go?" This was bad I lost the people we were hiding from and Chiaki was taking a long time finding the right car.

"There you are you little bastards." I tried to turn around but before I could I was face first on the ground with the taggers all around me. They had Miho too. "You gave us quite a bit of trouble you know that?" There was no getting up from where I was, my head felt like it was about to burst. He kicked me hard right in the side again. I yelled in pain from one of my ribs breaking. Chiaki was our only hope now. One of the taggers pulled out a gun. No one should be able to get their hands on one not even the military thanks to certain human rights that were invoked but I guess nobody would care all the way out here. He aimed straight for my head, I heard Miho screaming out.

"Don't kill him, please!" It was wasted breath, until I watched as a katana flew over my head and right into one of the taggers chest followed by Chiaki jump in a finished the rest of them off two knives. I was relived but I could barely stand up. I was half conscious but we made it to the car.

"You're always getting yourself in trouble idiot. But that's what big sisters are for." Chiaki said as we drove off.

"Yeah" Was all I could muster up after everything that just happened. An eerie gust of wind blew over as we set off to wherever we were going. All I knew was the safe life I lived was officially over. I was now a wanted criminal along with Chiaki and Miho. Or at least that's what wed be labeled by the Humans.