A/N: Hello. I hope you like my first TWEWY fan fiction. Sorry if the characters are a bit OOC as it is my first fan fiction of TWEWY and it is slightly AU. But if you think so, put a review up but please no flames. Enjoy. Oh, and I don't own any of The World Ends with You. It owned by Square Enix and is being used for my non-profitable amusement.
The World Ends With You: The Game.
Chapter 1
The Game starts now.
Neku lifted his head up to see the familiar Scramble Crossing. The familiar sounds of people talking about the latest fashion and what pins they should use for their Tin Pin game and what not. Yeah it looked like the normal Shibuya. But Neku knew better.
This isn't the real Shibuya. It's different and dangerous. He's a Player of the Game. This is just great. Neku thought. I went from observing the Game to playing it. This is going to be the week of hell.
Beep. Beep.
The phone in Neku's pocket vibrated. Neku picked up the phone and flicked it on to see the text message.
Reach building 104. Time: 20 mins. Fail and face erasure.
Neku hissed as he felt a burning sting in his left hand. He looked up at it.
20:00
19:59
19:58
The timer. He was aware that Players had a timer but he didn't know it was burned onto his hand. Better get going to 104 then. I don't lose before I can even begin.
Beep. Beep.
Neku sucked his teeth. Couldn't these Reapers leave him alone to try and survive the Game? He flicked the phone open.
Hello Phones.
Neku rolled his eyes. It wasn't a Reaper. It was him.
Heard you finally got entered into the Game. Guess it was bound to happen with you being able to see it and all. Anyway, good luck. I know you hate people but you need to make a pact. Find Players and stick with them. Don't fail missions. And stay alive.
See ya round.
Mr H.
Neku rolled his eyes. He didn't need to be told how to play. He could survive without any help. Without any Players. Without any people. I don't get people. And I don't want to. He quickly texted a message back.
Yeah, whatever. He was about to send when he hesitated and added something else.
Thanks.
...
Neku's steps fell into a rhythmic beat as he headed towards the 104 building. Day One may be easy but that didn't mean he was going to leisurely stroll. Running was the quickest way to do it. Suddenly there was a loud croak behind him.
What in Shibuya...?
Neku turned round... and his blood froze. Giant frog-like creatures hopped towards him. But Neku knew enough about the Game to know these were freak frogs.
Noise.
Noise, created from the negative thoughts and feelings of non-Players, were sent to attack Players. And this was one of the many reasons Neku hated people. He couldn't fight them off just yet.
Looks like I have to make a run for it.
Suddenly Neku heard a panting coming from behind him.
Great. Now what?
He turned, only for something to barge into him and send him falling to ground. Neku looked up and glared at his assailant. 'What is your problem? Can't you watch were you're going?'
The person who had crashed into him was a girl around his age. Her black hair reached her neck and her brown eyes wide with fear. She was wearing a plain green long-sleeved jacket, a long white dress, red glasses and black slipper shoes. In her hands was a stuffed toy that looked a little like a pig. Her eyes widened. 'You...You can see me?' Neku rolled his eyes.
'No. I was blown over by a tornado which has mysteriously vanished. Yes, I can see you. What do you want?' The girl breathed a sigh of relief.
'Thank goodness. Can you tell me what's happening? I woke up in the middle of the Corner Street, everyone's ignoring me like I don't exist and these weird creatures are chasing me! And I can't find my friend anyway!'
Neku stared as the girl continued to ramble on. He thought as much. She shouldn't be able to see him. Not unless...
'You're a Player.' The girl blinked.
'A...Player?'
Neku looked at the timer on his hand.
17:01
17:00
16:59
He didn't have time to for this.
Let's just hope she survives long enough for me to explain.
Neku turned round to leave and the girl noticed. 'Hey, wait! What's a Player? I still don't understand!' Neku snorted and continued to run, managing to avoid the frog-like Noise as he made his way to 104. The familiar shops and signs illuminated into view.
Mission complete. He looked down at his hand to confirm it. No timer. Day One is complete.
'Hey, wait up.'
He turned to see the girl panting behind him. Why couldn't she just leave him alone? 'Stop following me, Stalker Girl.' The girl huffed in annoyance.
'I'm not a Stalker. My name is Shiki. Shiki Misaki. And you are...'
'...Neku Sakuraba.' He turned away. He was already beginning to feel uncomfortable. He didn't usually talk to people. He never even had a proper confession with his parents.
'Well, it's good to meet you, Neku...'
Afraid I can't say the same.
'...and I'm sorry if I'm bothering you but I need to understand. What is going on? What's a Player? And what are we playing?'
Neku sighed. This annoying girl had so many questions. If he wanted her off his back, he would probably have to answer her questions. He fiddled a little with his headphones. This was going to be fun.
'You're a Player in this game called The Reapers' Game.'
'The Reapers' Game?'
'Yes. If you want to survive, forget what you know about Shibuya. This isn't the Shibuya you know.'
'What do you mean?'
'What I mean is that this is a different Shibuya. See all those people who are ignoring us? They're in the real Shibuya, the one you know. They can't see you, hear you and trust me, they won't help you. Only the other Players can see you. If you can't cope with the rules and lose the Game, you'll be erased.'
'Erased?'
'Think of it like dying. Only about ten times worse and not half as graceful. Get erased and you're deader than dead. Nothing can save you then.'