Prologue
A deep, sad howl echoed through the dark and dreary night. Step by step, a lone teenager trudged through the streets, book bag hanging loosely from his clawed hand. Rain fell from the sky and dribbled down his pale face, kissing and tracing every feature. The teen coughed slightly and shivered, shaking the rain off. Spring had arrived, and that meant spring showers. But these showers weren't like the ones that brought sunlight and flowers. No, they only brought loneliness and grief.
Spring was a dramatic and sudden shift from cold winter days to warm summer nights. The shift brought change, new smells and things to ponder and discover. But the teen wasn't interested in finding something new or uncovering answers. No, he simply wanted to be free… Free of his curse. Free to live his life without the fear of hurting others. He was no stranger to violence, but the thought of injuring one of his friends not of his own will was unbearable. He wanted to always be the one in control.
The rain quickened its fall and upgraded to a downpour, forcing the soaked teen into an alley to seek shelter. After realizing that there was nothing to go under, he left the alley and continued home, despite the horrible weather. "Rain, rain, go away… Come again another day…" He hummed quietly as he hefted his back bag onto his shoulder. The papers would be of no use if they weren't dry. The papers were important. In fact, they were extremely important.
After several hours of hiking and trudging, the teen finally reached his small apartment. He gladly retreated inside and collapsed face-first on the couch, shoes still on his feet. But the warm, dry celebration was cut short by a sharp pain circulating in his lower back. Choosing to try ignoring it, he buried his face deeper into a cushion. The pain flared up angrily, as if it were upset that he had ignored it. "N-no…" The teen shook his head in protest as the pain grew. He knew what was about to happen. And more importantly, he knew he could not stop it. "N-not again, y-you freakin…" He clenched his fists and bit his lip.
Shaking violently, he sat up and gripped his head. "N-not again… You freaking stupid… Effin' stupid pain…" He shook his head and groaned. "G-go away…! Just leave me alone! I never wanted any of this stupid… HWAAAAAAHH!" The pain in his back passed the bearable point, forcing him to bend over and gradually roll onto the floor. His leg, which was kicking uncontrollably, hit the backpack that had been leaned by the couch, knocking it over. The contents spilled onto the floor, and lastly, out rolled a light brown football.
A/N: After working on this for a while, I finally decided to start posting it! I have over ten thousand words written so far, but I still need to split it up into chapters. It's all a big chunk on my microsoft word! Yesh... And! Why the heck is the Eyeshield 21 manga so freaking hard to find! I went to order the first three but for some reason Barnes and Noble didn't have two or so... I was really surprised. I'll be hitting Ebay soon if I get desperate XD So wish me luck! Thanks for reading the prologue, I hope you'll stick around for the rest! I must warn you though... the later chapters are a little bit disturbing. Long note is long!~Love, TeenageNeko