Wilson / DRAGON BALL Z-A NEW ERA /
Chapter One
It's been 15 years since the defeat of Majin Buu and the world has seen its longest period of peace so far since the Cell Games. The Tournament of Power had concluded, with Goku and friends being the victors while representing Universe Seven. Some of the Z fighters had gone looking for jobs and were getting an education as well so that they could live a normal life that didn't include fighting anymore. Although it seems that most of our heroes had gone their separate ways, it would only be soon that they would be brought together once again.
On the other side of the world from where our heroes resided, the students at Sun High School were never happier to hear the bell go off at the end of the day. The school was getting old and the air conditioning had failed. To add more along with the faulty A.C., outside the weather was scorching hot. Even though the school was funded mostly by Hercule Satan, the World's champion and also one of the wealthiest men on Earth, they decided to fix the air conditioning once the students had cleared out when there was less congestion. It was close to exam time for the students of Sun High and there were projects to be completed, notes to be written and studying to do. Being the last month of school, the principal, Mr. Jon, felt the students would survive without any cold air to cool them down from the heat.
At Sun High, a teenager named Yorudan, was what people would call "gifted". His athleticism was beyond his years so naturally, he was a star athlete at his high school. His hair was medium length and sometimes spiked up or sometimes left undone, black of colour. He was always either clean shaved or had a little bit of stubble of his face. Yorudan stood just under six feet tall and was lean like a horse. He thanked all the sports he played for that.
Throughout the years that he had played sports, no one ever questioned his abnormal perks as an athlete. Others' bodies varied from one another, where some are strong and some are not as strong so people assumed it was just genetics. Multiple times he was questioned by the school athletic league so they would test him for performance-enhancing drugs but every time, the results came back negative. His body allowed him to run long distances for several hours before he eventually got tired and he was very agile, which helped him make cuts effectively when trying to avoid tackles as the school's quarterback. Yorudan was also strong, very strong. He set the school record for bench pressing two hundred and twenty-five pounds thirty-seven times.
"Just come to my locker when you're done packing up all your homework," Yorudan said to Kurisutin, his girlfriend, as they were talking in front of her locker. "My dad can give you a ride home or if you want you can come over for a bit and I'll drive you home after."
"OK that's fine," said Kurisutin, with a smile on her face. "I'll just come over for a bit. I need help with some homework anyway so you can help me with that." Kurisutin adored Yorudan so much that sometimes it hurt her, as she would describe it to him. She had long, brown and wavy hair that fell down passed the half of her back. The top of her head came up to Yorudan's chin, which he would often rest on the top of her head whenever they hugged. Her eyes were brown and Yorduan found himself getting lost in them frequently. She was athletic as well but she didn't play any sports. Kurisutin did her best to eat healthily and go to the gym when she had free time. Often times, Yorudan and she would workout together.
Yorudan groaned. "You're lucky I'm three years ahead of you or else I'd have you 'helping' with my homework, too," Yorudan said. When Kurisutin referred to Yorduan's help, he knew it meant "do my homework for me." Even though he wanted to hang out with her, summer break was only a month away and he would have all of that time to spend with her. He leaned in and gave Kurisutin a kiss then smiled after he pulled away from her lips. "You're lucky I love you. I'll see you at my locker. Don't be late." Yorudan gave his girlfriend one more kiss on the cheek before he started walking to his locker.
Yorudan's locker was on the main level of the school, downstairs from Kurisutin's locker. He sped down the hallway, dodging other students who were in his way and ignoring the teacher yelling at him to not run. Once he was down the steps, he turned quickly to his right where his locker was. At his locker, he found his friends gathered around it, waiting to talk with him. Usually, they would all meet at his locker after the final bell to talk and figure out their plans for the night. There were times when the school had already cleared out and in the hallway, only he and his friends would be left filling the hall with chatter and laughs.
"You seem to be in a hurry," said one of Yorudan's friends, Jon. Jon was just a little taller than Yorudan but was much heftier. The football coach had asked him if he wanted to play as a lineman but he was afraid of getting hurt. His hair was about the same length as Yorudan's but it sagged down, bangs hanging over his forehead. "We were thinking about going to grab some ice cream."
"Seriously?" said Yorudan. "It's a school night and it's close to exams. I have to finish my math assignment and study for the huge chemistry exam. Plus Kurisutin is coming over. You have the same exam, don't you? I'm surprised you aren't staying in to study for it either."
"I'm a genius. What do I need to study for?" Jon said, sticking his arms out and lifting his chin in arrogance.
Yorudan smirked. "Yeah, whatever. Let me know how much of a genius you are when I beat your final score."
"You'll never beat my final scores, even if you study two months ahead!" Jon laughed, smacking Yorudan's shoulder. "Anyways, all jokes aside. We're going to Dimitori's Friday night. You and Kurisutin should come."
Yorudan thought about what the rest of his week would be like. He had no practices since all of the sports teams he played on didn't play this close to the end of the school year. Him and Kurisutin never made any plans for just the two of them either. "Yeah, we can be there. We don't have anything planned. Let's hope it's not busy, though, being Friday and all. Should we make a reservation?"
"Reservation? Nonsense. We'll be ok." Jon turned around to head over to his locker. The rest of the posse followed. "Friday, meet at my house and we'll all head down together. Don't forget!"
"Sounds good, bro. Enjoy stuffing your face while I'm studying to beat your score."
Yorudan waved bye to his friends. Ten minutes went by and Kurisutin hadn't met him at his locker yet. He checked his phone to see if she sent him a text but the only thing on his screen was the picture he had of him and her as his background. Maybe she saw one of her teachers and asked them a question about her homework, thought Yorudan. That would make life easier for me tonight.
Finally, Yorudan got tired of waiting and went upstairs to her locker to see what was taking her. When he got to her locker, there was no sign of Kurisutin. "Where the hell could she be?" He tried calling her and there was no answer. The phone rang again and again but there was still no answer. One of Kurisutin's friends, Nime, walked by so he stopped her to ask her if she saw Kurisutin anywhere.
"Seriously?" asked Nime. "She left, like, ten minutes ago with Jasumin. They took the bus together."
When Yorudan heard this, he became angry and was filled with rage. He didn't understand why she couldn't have texted him to let him know she wasn't hanging out with him anymore. Not only did she make him wait for nothing but she made his dad wait too.
He thanked Nime for helping him out and began to walk to where his dad was picking him up. Yorudan felt like exploding and letting his rage loose, like a volcano. It was hard for him to hold in a scream, but he managed to do so. He got in the car, then went home.
Once he was home, he went straight to his room without saying hi to his mom or sister. He slammed the door behind him, jumped on his bed and punched his pillow at least a hundred times, it seemed, before he flopped onto his bed, exhausted from letting out his anger. His phone began to vibrate. When he checked to see who it was, he saw that it was Kurisutin. He let it ring until it stopped and then just laid down on the bed. Needless to say, homework or studying didn't get done.
The next day, the bell for the final class at school was almost ready to go off and Yorudan hadn't gone to Kurisutin's locker once. They didn't even see each other throughout the day. Yorudan was walking to his locker from his previous class to get his books for the next class when he saw Kurisutin waiting at his locker for him.
"Yorudan, are you OK?" asked Kurisutin. "You didn't answer my calls yesterday and I haven't seen you at all today."
Yorudan went to put in the right combination for his lock. Once the right combination was in, the lock clicked, he removed the lock and swung the door of his locker open. All he wanted to do was scream in Kurisutin's face but he knew it was best to not cause a scene. Besides, how clueless can she be? Can she not see that she was in the wrong?
"Yorudan look, I'm sorry I left you yesterday after school. I felt bad that Jasumin didn't have anyone to take the bus with so I-"
"I don't want to talk about it." Yorudan interrupted Kurisutin in a sharp tone to get his point across by saying as little as possible. His mom always said, "If you have nothing nice to say, then don't say it at all!"
There was a pause after the interruption before Kurisutin got the hint. She sighed. "Whatever." She turned on her heel and stormed off to go to her next class. Yorudan shut his locker and watched her go down the hall and turn around the corner. He put the lock back on, locked it and started walking to his next class.
Their relationship was like any other teenage couple. To them, it was perfect but for anyone on the outside, they saw all of the flaws. If they didn't fight about one thing, then it would be about another. Both of their friends had asked them separately why they just didn't break up with the other and they would have the same response. "We're crazy about each other. Fighting with her sometimes is better than not being with her."
"Except you two fight all the time," Tomu would say, another one of Yorudan's friends. The two of them would always try to work things out and continued to do their best to be happy with each other, despite what it was their friends said.
After school was finished, Yorudan went to Kurisutin's locker to go talk to her so that he could apologize about before. He noticed that she was with her friends so he stood by the wall across from her locker and gestured her over with his finger to come to talk with him. When she saw him call her over, she shook her head. Yorudan comically gave her a sad face to lighten the mood and she still continued to shake her head. The look on her face said it all. Her eyes didn't brighten up when he came into her eyesight and she didn't so much as give a smile.
Feeling rejected, Yorudan retreated back to his locker to gather his things. His friends weren't there this time because the baseball team had a game and they all went to go see it. Yorudan had wished he wasn't such a jerk to Kurisutin earlier and that he used that time to talk to her when she approached him before class. He packed his bag and walked over to the teacher's parking lot where he parked his car. Yorudan wasn't allowed to park there but it was closer than the student parking lot so he did anyway. He got in his car, pulled out of the parking lot and drove home.
Yorudan ate dinner with his family and was quiet the entire time. Even his family seemed to think it was routine for them to fight but they never got involved. He would tell them that he's old enough to figure out his own problems now. Once he finished dinner, he went to his room and planked onto his bed. He checked his phone to see if maybe Kurisutin tried to contact him while he was eating but his phone didn't show any messages or missed calls so he decided to call her. No answer.
There was a part of Yorudan that admitted that these arguments were becoming exhausting but how could he just end the relationship so easily? Some people have told him "Kurisutin is too young for a relationship and she doesn't know better." That never seemed to make any sense to him. In his mind, if you want a relationship and care about someone enough, there are no complications. Love is easy and when you found the right person as he did, it's smooth sailing. There was only a three year difference between them.
It was getting close to dark and he still hadn't heard from Kurisutin. He wanted to try calling her one more time. He dialled her number and listened to the tone of the ringing once again but this time, she picked up. After a brief conversation, they both agreed to go out for some coffee and talk about everything that's happened over the last day.
Yorudan pulled up to Kurisutin's house and they went to the closest Dimitori's.
Soon, they arrived to the coffee shop and Yorudan parked the car. "Aren't we coming here tomorrow?" asked Kurisutin as she closed the car door.
Yorudan got out of the car, closed the door then locked the car. "Yeah. How did you know? I never had the chance to tell you yet." Yorudan offered his arm to Kurisutin. She accepted and slipped her arm through his as they walked across the parking lot towards the front doors.
"Jon asked me if I was hanging out with you guys."
"I see." They reached the front door where Yorudan opened it for his girlfriend. Dimitori's was the place all the high school students went to spend their nights whether it was to hang with friends or to do homework. Thankfully, there was no one there from Sun High. Yorudan wasn't in the mood to talk with anyone else except for his girlfriend. He wanted to rectify their problem.
"Welcome to Dimitori's!" said the peppy hostess. "For two?"
"Yes, please," said Kurisutin.
"Awesome! Right this way please." The hostess grabbed two menus from under the podium where the seating map was for the entire coffee shop. She led them passed tables that had other couples, groups of friends, both large and small in numbers and a couple of people by themselves, one of them on their laptop and the other reading a book with headphones in, bobbing their head to whatever song they were listening to.
"Here we are." The hostess placed the two menus in front of each chair. "Your server will be with you very shortly. Enjoy!"
"Thank you," responded Kurisutin.
They both pulled their chairs out and took their seats. Momentarily after they sat down, their waiter came to their table to take their order. Yorudan and Kurisutin each ordered an iced cappuccino, a small one for Kurisutin and a large for Yorudan.
"They must get really cold standing by the door in the winter time," said Yorudan, trying to break the silence.
"I'm sure they wear jackets and a lot of layers," said Kurisutin.
Yorudan looked towards the bar where the baristas were running around like chickens with their heads cut off. It was a miracle to him that they didn't run into each other so often. There was a barista steaming the frother to get it ready for the cappuccino, latte and mochaccino orders, one was making sure all of their supplies were stocked, like milk, so that the baristas making drinks could make them quickly without having to restock things themselves, another was at the cake counter taking orders for customers who wanted cake with a barista beside him getting orders ready for anyone sitting down and one was crushing ice in a blender with coffee. The coffee and ice in a blender must be our drinks, thought Yorudan.
Yorudan wanted to have their matter figured out tonight but at the same time, he didn't want to bring it up. He took in a deep breath and let out a breath just as big.
"Kurisutin, look," he started, "I'm sorry I acted the way I did today before last period. I was just upset about what happened yesterday after school."
"I know," Kurisutin said, "And it's OK, I understand. I'm sorry too for not letting you know what I was doing before going on the bus."
Thinking about the situation made the anger inside of him creep up again. "What were you thinking? Why didn't you at least text me to tell me? I was waiting forever at my locker for you."
"I was afraid you would get mad at me because we were supposed to hang out."
"So not telling me at all was supposed to be better? I would've been a little upset but I wouldn't have been mad. All you had to do was just let me know and everything would've been OK."
"I know, Yorudan. I'm sorry." Kurisutin beginning to get upset. She had her hands folded on the table with her head down.
Yorudan was beginning to feel guilty. He was hard on her before and regretted it. Idiot, did you not learn your lesson from earlier today? Don't upset her more. "Kurisutin. Baby, look at me. Don't be so upset about it, it's alright. We all make mistakes. Just make sure to tell me what your plans are if you decide to change them, that's all."
Kurisutin's eyes began to get glossy and swell up. Tears began to trickle down her face as she silently cried her guilt out. Yorudan took her hands from the table and placed his over them. He guided her out of her seat and onto his lap so he could hug her. Seeing Kurisutin upset broke her heart but when he tried to comfort her, he felt the warmth of her love travelling through him and knew that she felt the same thing through her.
Kurisutin buried her face into Yorudan's shoulder to let out more tears. He put a hand around her waist and the other on the back of her head to comfort her while she let everything out. He heard her say something but it was muffled. "I can't hear you when your face is buried in my shoulder," he said with a chuckle.
"I don't know why I do stupid things like that," she said. "I'm always afraid of you getting mad at me but then I do something that makes you mad anyways."
He took his thumbs and wiped the tears off of her face with them, trying to avoid her mascara that she had on. "It's ok, Kurisutin. Really. You need to learn to trust me. I know we fight a lot but we just have to start using common sense. How about this? Whatever we would do to make sure our parents wouldn't get mad at us for, we start doing with each other. That sound reasonable, right?"
Kurisutin sniffled and wiped the last bit of tears from her cheeks then smiled. "So if I can't be home for dinner, you want me to tell you?"
Yorudan laughed. "Oh, shut up, you know what I mean." He started tickling her sides and listened to her contagious laugh and looked at her contagious smile. Yorudan was head over heels for this girl and he didn't want to be anymore without her by his side. The butterflies in his stomach were always fluttering since the first day they met and she seemed to get prettier to him as each day passed. If this wasn't true love, he believed he would never find it then.
When Yorudan was done tickling Kurisutin, she looked into his eyes with her sparkling ones, shining so bright that they seemed to have stars in them. She was still smiling at him when she leaned in and kissed him. "I love you," Kurisutin said.
"I love you too," Yorudan replied, returning a smile. They exchanged another kiss and as they peeled away from each others lips, the ground began to shake, gradually becoming more violent. Yorudan took his hands off of Kurisutin and grabbed a hold of the table. Just as he did so, he began losing his balance a little, causing Kurisutin to fall off of his lap. His eyes widened and before he could think, he was underneath her breaking her fall. They both were surprised at how quickly he had reacted but didn't pay much attention to it as they scurried underneath their table for protection from everything that was falling.
The picture of coffee beans that was hanging on the wall beside their table had fallen onto the tabletop before hitting the floor. Coffee mugs were crashing onto the floor along with plates, some filled with desserts, others just the crumbs that were left behind. The barista that was frothing all of the milk had tried to grab a hold of the coffee machine that the frother was attached to but he ended up bringing it down with him. Yorudan was hoping the machine didn't fall on top of him.
Milk cartons fell from the counter and spilled onto the floor, the jars filled with pastries shattered as it hit the tiles, leaving croissants, cookies and tarts all over the place, chandliers were shaking, one of them breaking off from the ceiling and just missing another couple by inches and the tables were bouncing around like they were kids on the air filled jumping castles. Yorudan had to hold the table down to keep it in place so that him and Kurisutin were protected.
Finally, the trembles had ended. Yorudan was so worried about keeping the table in place that he didn't even realize the car alarms going off outside. He got up from under the table, helping Kurisutin up and asking her if she was ok. Slowly, everyone started to follow suit and emerged from wherever they were hiding. He ran over to the bar to see if the barista was alright that. When he got behind the counter, he saw that the machine had missed him. Thank God.
He helped the baristas up and asked them all if they were hurt. Thankfully, no one in the coffee shop was physically injured. Most of them are probably traumatized though. Yorudan met up with Kurisutin. She was smacking the dirt and dust off of her clothes.
"What the hell was that?" asked Kurisutin, "We never have earthquakes here."
"That was strange," agreed Yorudan. He remembered about a feeling he had in his stomach during the earthquake. "I had this weird feeling in my gut when the earthquake was going on. It was different from butterflies. It was like I could feel the cause of the shaking."
"You were probably just nervous or something," said Kurisutin. "The adrenaline probably kicked in."
This was different than the rush of adrenaline, thought Yorudan. If it was adrenaline, why is that rush gone already? "Yeah, you're probably right."
Kurisutin saw the curiosity on his face. "Yorudan, it's nothing don't worry. What else could it have been anyways besides the ground moving? Do we have a Godzilla in town?" She found that humorous.
He just rolled his eyes at her. "Come on, let's go. I don't think that coffee is coming any time soon."
Yorudan drove Kurisutin home. When they got to her house, he asked if it was ok if he stepped inside to see what the news had to say about the recent events. "Yeah, sure! Everyone is home."
When they walked through the door, Kurisutin's mom was delighted to see that they were both fine. "I was so worried about the both of you! I tried phoning your phones but there was no signal." She gave both of them a big, motherly hug.
"Luckily, no one was hurt at the coffee shop. One of the guys that worked there almost had the espresso machine fall on top of him but somehow it missed him."
"That must have been some horse shoe up his ass," Kurisutin's dad said.
"Everyone quiet down! The news is starting!" shouted Kurisutin's older sister, Jeshika.
"No one cares about the news," said Māku, Kurisutin's oldest brother. He rolled his eyes and went back to his room. He was the oddball of the family and never said much to anyone. Māku kept to himself and was often cooped up in his room when Yorudan came over.
"When can I play games?" complained Kurisutin's youngest brother, Jōi.
"I said shut up!" Jeshika shouted again, but in a more violent tone.
They glued their eyes to the T.V. as the news reporter began her story of the earthquake. "Not even an hour ago, the whole city experienced something that it never has before. An earthquake began at around 9:30 this evening, causing everyone in the city to be in a panic.
"The last time we have had an earthquake was fifteen years ago, where even that was strange to us as well. The cause for that earthquake was unknown and still to this day, seismologists have not been able to figure out the source of it."
"Fifteen years ago?" asked Yorudan. "Isn't that when the World Tournament came back after that green guy tried to destroy the world?"
"Yeah, you're right!" said Jeshika. "He called himself a king or something like that. The pointy antennas and the pink on him too, right?"
"That's the guy."
"You told us to shush and now you're the one talking," said Kurisutin's dad. "She's still talking, listen."
"As of yet, there is still no evidence of what caused this earthquake as experts are still collecting data. They plan to-" The reporter paused and placed a finger on her ear to listen to the voice that came in through her ear piece. "Yes. Uh-huh." There was a pause as she looked up at the camera. Her face showed shock as her eyes were wide and her mouth was gaped open. "Folks, I had just received some breaking news. We have had word shared with us from other news companies from around the world. As of now, it seems most of the planet has felt this tremor."
Everyone in the living room looked around at each other, unsure how to react. What does this mean? Is the planet going to blow up? Will this happen again and if it does, when will it? Should they prepare themselves for another one? Is it an alien attack?
Yorudan wasn't sure if it was safe to go home or if he should stay at Kurisutin's house. He looked at her and she seemed just as surprised about what she had heard as he was.
"I don't know what to do right now," Yorudan said, breaking the silence.
"What do you mean?" asked Kurisutin. "You can't stop an earthquake and you most certainly can't control it."
Yorudan sighed. "No, I don't mean that. I'm not sure how safe it is to go home right now. What if I get caught in another earthquake? Or what if people are in a panic and they're driving around like maniacs out there? I don't want to risk it but my poor mother is probably worried sick about me."
"I think you just answered your own question, dear," said Kurisutin's mom. "It's not like you can phone her right now to let he know what you plan on doing. Just drive safely. You don't have too far to go anyway. Keep both hands on the wheel and both eyes in front of you."
Yorudan knew she was right. She had convinced Yorudan to leave so the he can get home. He said bye to everyone and peaked outside. It seemed rather calm considering what news had just broke out. He kissed Kurisutin bye, got in his car and began his drive home. There was no rush so he drove the speed limit.
The roads weren't busy, thankfully. There was the odd car that drove by but they all didn't seem to be in a hurry either. Maybe he was over reacting about the whole earthquake thing. It was probably the only one we're going to have, thought Yorudan. Maybe they announced on the news after he left that there was nothing to panic about and it was just one of those rare occurrences.
He was so busy thinking about what the earthquake was that he didn't realize he was drifting slowly into the opposite lane of oncoming traffic. When he came to and looked up, he noticed a bright light ahead of him. They were lights coming from an oncoming car. As quick as his reflexes were, Yorudan didn't have faith in himself to react on time so he did the only thing that seemed practical in that moment. He closed his eyes and covered his face with his arms and hoped the other car would swerve out of the way.
Yorudan still had his eyes closed when he noticed he wasn't moving. He slowly opened his eyes and in front of his car was a man, with funny looking hair and an orange tunic with a blue shirt underneath it. The strange man had both his arms out, grabbing onto the front of the cars stopping them from hitting each other. Yorudan looked at this man in awe and the funny haired man looked straight at Yorudan, smiled and winked, then disappeared into thin air. Yorudan got out of his car to see where the man went but couldn't find a trace left behind by him.
"What a night," Yorudan said to himself, "I better get home and get some damn sleep, I think I'm starting to lose it."
The next day at school during lunch, Yorudan went to sit with his friends. He wanted to tell them what happened last night when he was driving home. He called Kurisutin once he got home and after he was smothered with hugs by his mother to tell her what happened on the way home. Yorudan thought she would be curious about it like he was but all she said was "you were only seeing things because you were scared and thought you were going to die." But he wasn't seeing things. What he saw in front of him was real.
"I'm sorry, my dude," started Tomu. "I'm with Kurisutin on this one. You're losing it."
"Man, shut up!" said Yorudan, "I'm not crazy, Tomu! I know what I saw! It was a man, with an orange tunic and he had some funky crap written all over it! It looked as though it was a symbol. There was a small one his right chest and then another big one on his back. And his hair. His hair was black and it just had some kind of funky style, like I don't even know how to describe it."
"Are you talking about what happened last night?" Kurisutin said, sitting down at the table next to Yorudan and joining in on the conversation.
"Yeah and I'm telling you, your boyfriend is nuts," said Jēmuzu, another one of Yorudan's friends. "Has he been on heavy medication or something?" All of Yorudan's friends laughed.
Kurisutin chuckled a little bit at the joke. "Look, babe," Kurisutin shuffled closer to Yorudan and put her arm around him, "don't worry about what you saw last night. It doesn't matter whether what you saw was real or not. The point is that you're OK and you're sitting with us right now."
Yorudan's friends starting clapping. "You found the one, buddy," said Jon. "If she's sticking around with your crazy ass, don't let her go." His friends all started laughing.
Yorudan just rolled his eyes and shook his head at them. He knew what it was that he saw and he knew he wasn't crazy. They don't have to believe me, thought Yorudan. I just won't talk about this with them every again.
When school was finished, he went home, had dinner and decided to go for a walk to the park. After everything that happened yesterday, he needed some fresh air and a break from studying to clear his head.
"Ma, I'm going to go for a walk to get some fresh air!" Yorudan yelled out to his mom. He put his shoes on, grabbed a soccer ball and left the house. "Ah what the hell. Might as well get some exercise too."
The park wasn't too far from his house. He just had to go around the block and he was basically there. The walk only took him about three minutes. When he stepped foot on the grass, he let go of the ball and began to juggle it with his feet. After taking a few steps towards the soccer field, Yorudan heard a noise, almost like the sound of a breeze. He looked up at the trees nearby and saw that none of them were moving. He didn't think much of it and took a couple more steps before he heard someone clear their throat. He stopped and stood completely still. Did someone follow me? I don't remember seeing anyone around when I left and I definitely didn't invite anyone to come with me, he thought. Yorudan slowly turned around and he stood face to face with the same man he saw last night.
It was the same get up, the same hair, and the same bright, face. He wasn't as tall as Yorudan thought he was. In fact, the man was quite a bit shorter than him. This was proof that he wasn't seeing things, unless there was something in the air.
"Hi there!" said the strange man. "Sorry to startle you, but you have to come with me." The strange man grabbed Yorudan's hand and before he could ask what was going on, they vanished into thin air, leaving no trace behind.