I've only published two chapters so far, but I decided to re-write it already. Didn't really lead it in well.

UNKNOWN TIME

I gambled.

Ever since then, I would often think to myself, "It's a wonderful world..."

Who would have ever thought I'd be gambling again?

WEEK ?, DAY ?

Everything ached.

My head ached, my arms were numb, and my legs went limp.

I couldn't feel anything, and couldn't even let out a simple groan.

I felt like I was floating.

I tried prying my eyes open, but nothing.

I heard a voice, but I wasn't sure what it was saying. The person's tone was teasing me, even letting out a little chuckle. I wanted to ask what was happening, but my voice betrayed me. Every attempt at speaking resulted in a pinching feeling in my chest. My pleas came out as airy squeals. I finally gave in, and sank into the deep abyss of my consciousnesses.

Everything ached.

My head ached, my arms were numb, and my legs went limp.

I sat up, but with the price of my muscles screaming to stop. I tried to open my eyes, but the incoming beams of light closed them again. I felt around me, and found out I was lying down on concrete. I sat up and attempted to open my eyes again, though towards the ground, and true to my deduction, it was concrete. Or more precisely, the road.

I jolted at the situation I realized I was in and attempted to stand up. My legs were still numb, and I fell backwards. I looked ahead of me to see a red light.

Good, I thought. I have time...

I started crawling towards the sidewalk, hopelessly groping the crevasses and small potholes of the road. I felt my face form into a horrific wince. There were only 5 seconds until pedestrians couldn't cross anymore, meaning the cars would go. I clenched my teeth, trying much more desperately to pull myself to safety

I tried screaming for help, but nothing came out.

Sitting up, I still tried to scream, and started hugging something I found on my lap. I closed my eyes, but all I felt was a gust of wind. I modestly cracked open my right eye, only to see more cars headed in my way, but they all seemed to go right through me. Nothing hit me except for the breeze and dust they left behind.

I looked behind me, and true to my conclusion, they did go right through me. I looked down to my hands, which were still trembling with fear, and tried pounding the concrete. It hurt, meaning they were solid. I wasn't a ghost...

Then I came to a realization that I was holding something when the first car approached. I looked down at my lap and saw a plush toy. It was black, and resembled a cat. I grabbed its two arms and stood up. My legs were still jittery, but they weren't as numb and I was able to stand up without a problem. A car passed through me again, and the gust of wind blew the doll from my hands.

I walked over to pick it up. As I leaned down, I noticed a shadow blocking the light from behind me. As I got back up, I looked behind me to see some floating symbols. There were maybe a dozen of them. I was confused at first, but then felt my eyes widen in fear when I saw them attempt to charge at me.

I jumped out of the way right on time, but now I was a sitting duck, lying on the sidewalk again. I must have scratched my face in the process, but did not feel trickling blood.

The symbols bumped into each other where I should've been, but quickly drifted back to their original formation. The circle of symbols then floated towards my direction.

I tried to call for help, but my voice still hadn't returned. I felt myself shaking in fear, and clutched the doll closer to my chest. As they were all about to have impact on me, they disappeared into static. I sat there for another moment in fear, trying to figure out what just happened.

Sitting here won't solve this, I thought after a moment.

With that, I stood up again. I started to approach the closest person near me, but I heard a scream.

"HELP!" a voice echoed.

I looked around me, and to my astonishment, not a soul around me even acknowledged it.

"NOOO!" a different voice followed, but clearly from the same direction.

I glowered at the coldness of everyone around me and sped towards the voice. I was breathing heavily by the time I reached the alley where the voice came from. There was a teenaged boy, kneeling down before some static. His back was to me, and was also cornered by two of those same floating red symbols that had tried to attack me from only moments ago.

So we're in the same situation...

The two symbols started drifting backwards, but that was proven to only catch speed, as they expedited towards the crouching boy.

Watch out! I wanted to scream. Knowing that I couldn't speak, I sped in front of the symbols and took the blow.

I was knocked back into the brick wall. The impact was so great that the wall should've broken, but instead, I just fell to the ground. I cringed in pain, and I felt volts of electricity pulse through my veins with every movement I made. My attempt to stand up was futile, and I slumped back to the ground.

"W-What the?!" I heard the second voice.

I tilted my head to look up at him. I felt my eyes twitching at every attempt to open. He was looking down at me with a worried expression. The symbols behind him were stationary.

The boy had dark blue hair, almost close enough to be black. It was messy and uneven and flowed down to around his lower cheek. There was a stray strand of hair that lifted away from his face. He seemed slender, but was wearing a baggy plaid dress shirt. He had black fingerless gloves with the texture of a cast, but was too thin to be one. His jeans were skin tight, but as they got to his ankles, got extremely baggy and wrinkled, even covering his shows. Despite his fear-stricken face, it was clear that his facial expression was naturally mundane.

"Why didn't you go into battle? You could've dodged it..! Where's your partner?" he asked hastily.

Partner..? Is it this doll?

I extended my arm to grab the plush toy that laid a few inches from my face, wincing at the pain altogether.

Realization then hit the boy's face. "You don't have a partner! Quick! I lost mine too! Let's make a pact before it's too late!" he said, but despite his enthusiasm, I could see that his face was doleful and full of fear. He held out his hand, and I feebly reached for it.

Immediately, we were both surrounded by a beam of light, and we were brought into the air. We started encircling each other.

What the..?!

My shock must have shown on my face, for the boy looked at me with an uncanny interest.

After a few seconds, we were gently placed on the floor. All of my pain was gone. I rotated my right shoulder to make sure it wasn't just numbness.

The boy landed gracefully in front me, and disappeared a second later. I blinked, trying to process what just happened.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that time seemed to have stopped, and every living thing had disappeared.

A haunting expression crept on my face as I looked around desperately for an answer.

Three blue frogs materialized in front of me, but they seemed... Off. It was as if they were graffiti that were drawn to life. Glad that something had finally shown up, I slowly approached them, cautious not to scare them off. They seemed to approach me too, but when they got to close, the one closest to me jumped on my face. It had a stinging sensation, and a pulse of electricity jolted me with every second it remained on.

I hysterically tried to pry it off of my face. I was screaming, but all I heard was the air escaping from my throat. There was no voice.

The pain of the frog on my face overtook me and I fell on my back. Seeing that prying wouldn't didn't work, I derived to punching it. The frog seemed to respond by jumping off without a care. I stumbled backwards, but only pressed against the wall.

When I took another look, there was only that one frog left. I frantically looked around for the other two, but didn't find them. I saw the black plush toy standing where one of the missing frogs were, and the one that had jumped off of me a few inches to its right.

The plush toy then jumped in the air at an incredible height and landed in front of me with its back facing me. Fearing that it was planning to suction itself to my face as the frog did, I kicked it. However, instead of retaliating, the plush toy sprinted forward and landed a fiery kick to the frog. It turned into static and fizzed out of my vision.Did I... Control it?I blinked again, but three more frogs materialized.

I have nothing to lose...

I stuck some jabs into the air, and the plush toy responded by speeding up to the closest frog and hit it with quick jabs, beating it into static. The toy jumped back to my front and jounced in place. I did an uppercut, and the toy did the same to the closest frog. The frog dissolved into static and flickered out of reality. The last frog stared at me, but before I could attempt to even do anything, it turned into static as well.

I blinked. The scenery went back to normal. Time was flowing, and all of the people were back. The plush appeared out of thin air in front of me and fell limp into my arms, much to my surprise. A second later, the boy reappeared before me, with a semi melancholic face.

I attempted to ask him what happened, but I only mouthed the words, for my voice had yet to return.

The boy seemed to ignore my presence and walked past me, going back to the place he was kneeling at before, except that there was nothing there.

"Yuudai..." he said hoarsely, but quietly. "I won't let your sacrifice go to waste..." He then looked up at the sky.

"Yuudai..." Don't tell me... His friend was gone? Were those symbols responsible?

I walked towards him in an attempt to comfort him, and extended my arm to poke his shoulder.

WEEK 1, DAY ? : END

This is my take on the secret ending from Solo Remix. The picture of the high school girl holding her mouth in a weird way. I went by the guess that she's mute, maybe her voice being her entrance fee, or maybe not. Either way, no voice.

The name Yuudai? To be honest, I just googled japanese names and picked ones that seemed like they'd fit in the TWEWY atmosphere. Apparently it means "Great Hero," but I can't confirm that.

This is only my second story, the first being a oneshot. I'd like some criticism to improve my work, for as you can see, I'm pretty bad at writing.

In fact, I re-wrote this and chapter two.