Danger Days:
Prologue
"Sora!" an angered silver-haired teen shouted as he raced after the men tugging his best friend away. They were wearing bright white suits with sickening black smiles painted onto the masks. There were at least six or seven of them. One of them pulling an unconscious teenager with gravity defying spikes into a spotless white van, slamming the door closed as the other five or six suits moved to guard the door as Riku dashed forward, his silver hair blowing in the wind as the men all leaped forward at the same time, ganging up on Riku. Guns in hand, the suits nodded at each other, silently coming up with a quick solution. Two grabbed Riku's arms at lightening fast speed, stunning the boy before he was thrust backwards, a small bullet from one of the suit's guns impaling his left shoulder. Blood gushed out all over his sleeveless black shirt and some splashed onto his face, just below his left eye. Riku gasped at the sudden struggle for air, and even worse, his vision was blurring from the sudden amount of blood loss. A sharp kick abruptly slammed into Riku's gut.
"Later, Sunshine." A suit said before stepping away towards the van. Squeals of tires echoed out into the night air. Trembling, Riku used his right hand to hold his wound closed as his left struggled to push him up, allowing Riku to be able to see the white van leave with Sora in it. The white suits were no longer there, the only proof that they had been there was the bloody and painful bullet in Riku's left shoulder.
"Damn it!" Riku panted out as he tried to get up, but he failed and ended up falling onto his back, knocking the air out of his lungs. Dizzy and confused, Riku slammed his hand onto the cement ground, screeching, "Sora!" And with that, Riku fell into a deep darkness, only Sora on his mind.