He stared at the open space he made after the long battle inside himself. He knew it was all his fault that all those nightmares wouldn't seem to end. He didn't do it on purpose. But who would? It would kill you inside. But he was used to that. This sort of thing always happened to him over time. He didn't even know why. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
His name is Zak Saturday. Or at least it used to be. Until his whole family was killed, because of a crazy cryptid. No one knew it was going to happen, it just... did. This would be his 16th birthday, and he thought he would be celebrating it alone. But that's when something crazy happened. He didn't even think it possible. But there she was. Standing in front of him. With a worried but happy look on her face. His sister Star.