Snow crunched underfoot as I make my way through the graveyard, on the lookout for any more assassins. It seemed like more and more people were trailing me every day trying to kill me. Ever since Melissa died I had been followed by people who were either trying to kill me or torture me, I called these people the assassins.
Roughly 2 months ago that day was the day she died and my life as a fugitive had begun. I fought off people who were trying to kill me every day, as if I didn't have enough enemies already. All that fighting had really taken a toll on me, both mentally and physically. Shortly before I left to go live on the streets for the protection of the others, L talked to me privately. He told me that what Melissa had told me right before she died was true, I would experience some very painful obstacles. He also said something that shocked me, I can still remember what he said word for word.
"You will never be safe again, many people will try to kill you, and others will torture you. The reasons will be explained if you survive and find the path. But Melissa spoke the truth about another thing as well, you will have no purpose in life after you find the path that will cause the others to discover their abilities." What others? What path? What abilities? Who the hell would try to kill me? How do you know all this? I asked those questions but L simply looked at me sympathetically, which made me very angry. I didn't need sympathy, I needed answers. But I imagine I'm boring you, lets get back to the story and I'll tell you later.
Snow crunched underfoot as I made my way through the graveyard, on the lookout for any more assassins. I scanned the names on the graves until I found who I was looking for. I kneeled down in front of the gravestone and pressed my palm to it, wishing a had the powers to resurrect the dead like Melissa.
I am what is called a traveler, as in time traveler. I'm not a madman with a box or a crazy scientist with a DeLorean, I cant travel through time, I can only travel through memories. I can also stop time but it takes up so much energy that its too difficult and inconvenient to do, though I'm learning how to not use up so much energy.
All of a sudden I heard a rustling in the bushes behind me. Usually it would mean nothing but so many people were after me that I was maybe a little bit too cautious. I turned around slowly and found that I was not wrong to suspect the sound behind me. A person jumped out from behind the bushes and pointed a gun at me, luckily I was prepared for this sort of thing. I dropped to the ground and kicked the man's feet out from under him as fast as I could. He fell to the ground. I grabbed the man's gun as he fell and pointed it at his head.
"Who sent you? Why are you doing this? Who are you?" I know I probably should have asked those questions in a different order but it didn't matter now. I cocked the gun. "I wont kill you if you tell me." The man looked up at me.
"I am a member of the Pyis group. You will die eventually by the hands of this group, but be aware, other organizations are also targeting you." I wondered why he told me all of this and found the answer within seconds, there was a grenade in his pocket, a grenade that has just been set off. I quickly stopped time, feeling what little energy my body contained leave me. I backed away far from the assassin and stepped behind a tree, laying out my options.
I could either make sure there is enough distance between me and the man and then start time and shoot him or I could start time and leave him with the grenade, both seemed like very appealing ideas because they both have explosions in the end. I decided to start time and shoot him in the head. You may ask why I couldnt just shoot the man while time is stopped, well to answer simply, I just cant, guns don't work when time is stopped.
I can still remember that fateful day when Melissa had been killed by my mistakes, I was the one who had been so eager to start time up again that I hadn't given enough time for Matt and Near to thoroughly check Mikami and Kira for guns. If I hadn't been so impatient Melissa would still be alive. No, it wasn't the time to start feeling guilty for something that was hardly my fault, it was all water under the bridge now.
I pointed the gun at the man and took aim. I then concentrated on time and everything started moving again. The man looked around for me in surprise. The bullet went through his skull before he could figure out what was happening. A few seconds later the grenade went off and I watched the explosion. I instinctively touched the left side of my face, remembering the last big explosion I had seen. I disappeared from the graveyard, wondering if I managed to be stupid enough to destroy someone's grave.
I walked down the street and slipped into an alleyway, checking to make sure that no one is following me. I was exhausted and needed to find a place to sleep for just a few hours. All of a sudden a blinding pain flashed through my skull, making me collapse with pain. The voice started speaking a few seconds later.
"There are three organizations that only exist to cause your demise, be careful of who you trust. Be wary of the one you call R, a traitor will soon be upon you. Trust no one and you have a higher chance of surviving. Once again, good luck, Traveler." The pain quickly subsided. I laid there on the ground, holding my head gingerly in my hands.
The voice had talked to me once before. After Melissa's funeral I had left and hid in an alleyway much like the one I was in now. An unbearable pain had started up in my head like the world's worst migraine. The voice sounded like a low whisper, I couldn't tell who or even what the voice belonged to. But I had more pressing problems to attend to. I found the voice never explained itself very well, so it was up to be to figure out who R was and what the three organizations were. I had a lot of work to do and a lot to find out. I needed some help and I knew just the right person to talk to.