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Sitting in a room chained to a table a young man sits with messy black hair that had a portion of his hair dyed green looks around the room nervously. When suddenly a door opens as a woman walks in a police uniform and short brown hair that curled at the end of it. She cared a book with her, she sat down across from the young me. "Look, I told you, there is more here at stake than you realize! You have to let me go!"

"Not before you start to listen to me." The woman smirked as she slid the book across the table to the young man. "I hear you're a fast reader."

"What!?" The boy was so shocked by what was happening, he needed to be let go. He needed to get out of here, there was so much at risk and he couldn't just leave it to chance! "Look, I told your friend that he wouldn't believe my story! Now you are mocking me!?"

"I'm not," The woman placed a finger on the journal and looked the younger man in the eyes. "But, if you want out of here… You are going to have to read this first, because if we are honest. I don't have much evidence to keep you here, but the rest of my colleagues are trying to lock you up for good. Which makes me and my friends believe your story even more. But I need to read this, so you will understand something. I know you are trying to get back to Tokyo, I do. But the next train is going to be a while, just start to read this, and then I will help you get back out. Got it, Thief?"

The boy looked back to the book then back to the woman. If this was his only way of getting out of this town and back to help his friends he was more than willing to do it. "Okay, you got yourself a deal. Rookie."

And so the young man picked up the book and started to read. Hoping to get back to his friends soon… and hoping they were still alive by the time he got to them.

Date: April 11, 2011

Weather: Cloudy/Rain
Day: Monday

Staring out the window of the train as it passed the rest of the world, I couldn't help but take it it all in. The trees and rivers were beautiful as they passed through my vision. I never really got to see much outside of Tokyo. My family was American, moved to Japan because of my father's job. So I grew up in the city, yet, my Mom got a job way out in a small town. You know, one of those towns so small it isn't even on the map kinda things. I wanted to try and see more of the country I knew so, I moved with her. Well, at least I had planned on it, but now she's been gone a month now. My stuff was already at her house, seeing as she moved most of it up with her. Minus the essentials that was.

My wandering mind came back to me when we passed through a tunnel. Despite the dark, I felt at easy, I couldn't quite place the feeling, but as soon as it started, the feeling was gone. After a while of being alone with my own thoughts, an announcement brought my straight out of my thoughts and back into the real world. "Next Stop, YasoInaba Station."

"Welp, here we go." I jumped to my feet and grabbed my bag from the overhead compartment. As I turned around to head towards the door of the train, I noticed another person who was standing up. It was another boy my age, and immediately two things stood out to me. First he was wearing a school uniform. It was the same one that I had packed into my bag, apparently he seemed to be moving to the same town I was. Second was his silver hair, it made he easily stand out, even though we were on an empty train together.

I thought about introducing myself to him, but I ended thinking against it. If only for the fact that I would end up meeting him later, after all we were going to end up going to the same school. Besides, I had to much to worry about at the time. Saying that, I continued to gather my bags in preparation for the end of the train ride. Feeling the force of the brakes slowing the vehicle to a stop, I had to grab a seat next to me so that the end of the stop didn't throw me back at all.

Sighing heavily, I got the courage to walk off the transport and took in the first look of my new home. Noting the the sign next to the entrance of the train station said "Inaba." I couldn't help but think about the Hare of Inaba myth. Turning my view away from the sign I was able to catch a view of the silver haired kid from the train starting to walk towards a car with a dark haired man and a small girl in a pink dress.

I noticed another person walking passed the boy, it was a black haired girl with a white button down and long striped arm warmers. She stopped to give the boy a slip of paper that had fallen on the ground. Normally I wouldn't have noticed, but I don't know. Now that I was in this small town, it just felt like smaller things were more important. Or something like that, I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

Suddenly I noticed a car as which was being operated by a woman with long brown hair. The window came down and she started to wave at me. It was without a doubt, it was my mother, I started to casually march towards the car, which glowed blue and red in the evening sun. Finally getting to the window of my mother's vehicle. "It's so good to finally see you again Jason!"

"Hey mom," I started to smile as I noticed my mother being happy to see me again. Though I did have to admit it was good to see my mother again. I can't imagine my life with her though, after all most people can't usually think of their life without their parents. "It's good to see you again too. Thanks for letting me stay with you."

"Of course!" Her smile flared up upon my finishing of the statement. "Come, get in, I need to make dinner for us! Plus you must be tired from the trip, especially since you starting school again tomorrow!"

"Sweet, I'm starving!" I moved quickly to the passenger side of the motor vehicle and climbed in, ready to start my new life… maybe now I could finally be accepted, or at least that was the hope. I guess I should start explaining who I am, my name is Jason Nid, that's Nid as in Nidhogg the black serpent. Yeah I know, it was a weird name.

Course, it didn't help me get away from being made fun of. You see being an American born in Japan, and the fact some people still don't like Americans here just kinda escalated the whole thing. Yet I did enjoy the being part of two cultures. Still, I made the decision to move in with my mother because of the bullying I endured in Tokyo. The only thing I wish I could have done was be accepted. Surprisingly, I don't anger easily and even while getting bullied I tried to brave it out.

In the end though, they won out and I didn't want to risk how it would continue to affect my emotions. So here I am, in the middle of nowhere, not that I didn't mind. I was just worried that the cycle would repeat eventually.

Taking in a deep breath, I knew I was ready to do this. Even if it was the death of me! We had reached my new home, at least until I graduated and moved out on my own. It was a two story building with a yellowish exterior and a small garden to the right side of the house when you faced the door. "Well, here we are!"

My mom quickly got out of the car and went up to the door, keys already in the door knob by the time I got out. You could just feel the excitement coming off of her. It was impossible to not agree with how she was feeling, I may have been scared but the moment I cross the thresh of the door she was opening my new life would start. Deciding not fear from it, I got to the door just as my mom opened it.

She stepped to the side and I walked in, finally being able to see the place she now called home. It had a small counter and table near door to the right of the walk way into the house. There was two couches around a small table in the center of the sitting room with a TV just next to the windows to the bathroom. There was a glass sliding door next to the stairs. I could see a door that was slightly open, with what light that was slipping into the room beyond, I could tell it was a bathroom. The TV was still on, telling me that my mother had left last minute to come get me. The news playing was about a local politician and some sort of affair scandal with a news reporter. I think his name was Taro Namatame, not that I thought it mattered, that kind of stuff happened all the time in modern society. Noticing my attention slip as it tended to do, I refocused on the house. Though my mother stopped giving me the ability to focus and brought me back to reality.

"Your room is upstairs and to the right if you wanna go drop your stuff off."

"Oh right!" I quickly moved to get up to my room. Up the stairs and in my room I noticed my mother had semi set the room up already. Such as a dresser in the corner against the wall farthest from the door. A futon that was across from a small TV and entertainment center. And a closet next to the entertainment center. I got straight to work, putting any and all clothes I could fit in the dresser and the rest went to the closet. Placing my games systems and games on the entertainment center I took in a deep breath and released the air as a long drawn out sigh that I could almost feel move the still air in front of my face. "Well, here's to a new start."

The rest of the night consisted of my mother and me making small talk about the town and how I had been since she moved. I told her that dad was doing fine and that this was the most notable thing since she had moved that I could tell her. After that, I went off to bed. I do remember my dream from that knight, which was an odd occurrence for me.

The dream showed a knight holding some close and weeping in the middle of what I could only describe as hell itself. Bodies littered the ground around the knight. I could hear a fire, or fires raging in the background. There was another heavily armored knight near the two, the person who the knight was holding, gripped the most beautiful sword I had ever seen. If it had not been stained with blood that is. Spears and arrows seemed to surround the two. That's when I finally noticed that the weeping knight had not finished this fight physically unharmed. His right forearm and down were missing. It was a sad dream, but nothing seemed to bad in it, but a voice rang clear in my head as if someone was talking directly into my ear. "Know my name, and I shall lead you to it."

I tried to ask what the voice meant, but I couldn't form the words or speak. Finally just as I was about to answer... I shot forward in my bed as my phone's alarm went off telling to wake up. It was time to truly start my life here. Yet one nagging thought burned at the back of my mind… "What was it the voice would lead me too?