Shizuka
Everything was pounding. The sky was fluctuating. His heart beat accelerated. A small boy was on the ground clutching his chest. Pain seared through his body like an inferno. "RAAAAAAGGGGHHHH!" His eyes burst open, one brown one blue. They were glowing lightly at first and then stronger. Soon there was the sound of an explosion nearby. In an instant he got up, unaware of anything. His body told him to run, run far away. The stars themselves seemed to be dimming. He heard people calling him, people that didn't exist. People that weren't around. He remembered a letter. The letter to no one. Tears poured down from his face. The pain… the loneliness. The fire that burned like ice stabbed his heart. What… was he?
His name was Shizuka, last he remembered he was a freshman in college, age 15. He stumbled a bit and fell. With a grimace he rolled forward and got back up on his feet to keep running. Something was after him, something he couldn't run from. Something in front of him. Something behind him? Where was it? What was it? He saw some large demon-like figure in the horizon. His heart stopped for a moment. Then at long last he was falling with his long raven-black hair trailing behind him looking like a shadow of himself almost. The demon was the rising sun… he was falling… where? To the ground… why was he still falling? It was a cliff. With a small thud he hit the soft sand below and passed out.
"My name is… Shizuka… I am in my body I had when I was a younger kid… I am in a different place… I have never been here… I am… lonely… I am… scared." He kept mumbling those words over and over in his sleep. Nightmares anguished him, nightmares of nothing. Nightmares of the letter. That bittersweet letter. A small light was seen shining right next to the boy, seeming to protect and illuminate him. Kind old hands found him and began to carry him.