Everything changed for the worst on the day I believed would be the greatest. My friends and I were finally making our musical debut. I was backstage, preparing my sitar, a bit nervous. Everything looked normal, the crowd was screaming like it always does when there's a show. When we got on stage, ready to start playing, we noticed something was wrong. Yes, the crowd was screaming, but it wasn't for us. There were black shapes everywhere, grabbing onto people. The three of us stayed in place, shocked. All too soon, one of the dark creatures, turned its gaze on us. As soon as I saw its yellow eyes, I started running, my instrument still in hand. Unfortunately, I wasn't fast enough and some of the creatures caught up to me. I don't really remember what happened next, but I now am part of the Organization XIII. I guess it's okay. I can't really know now.