(Hello everyone, thanks for taking the time to read this fic and I hope you enjoy!)

Disclaimer: I will be calling Shigeo "Mob" from now on unless the story needs his real name, ok? Enjoy the chapter!

"Speech"

'Thought'

Mob felt sick. All around him was a variety of colors and it was as if he was traveling through a rainbow tunnel. He couldn't feel his body as it sped through the "tunnel", arms waving around and his legs swinging through the "air". Mob assumed it was air as he could breathe still but this place he was stuck floating through felt like it had no gravity. Soon, Mob started to drift off (pun intended) and as he did, he could feel his body again, though it felt... different. He didn't feel his uniform on anymore, instead a sheet of some sort? And his fingers and toes remained numb to Mob, as if it weren't there. As the last observation was processed by Mob, he fell asleep and still.

After Mob drifted unconsciously through the colors for what seemed like hours, he finally reached an end. Instead of many colors, it was just bright light and Mob's body kept flying towards it. As the light grew more intense, Mob started to stir from his rest and he felt his body go through some sort of barrier? And when he passed through, he awoke to the touch of cool grass and the sun's rays on his body, a cool breeze carrying loose leaves and grass blades.

"... Where am I...?" Mob thought aloud and he realized he was teleported to a clearing in a forest unknown to him.

'Am I in the forest? How far is the city from here? How will I find home?' Mob realized he was panicking a bit and tried to calm down (even though his outside appearance stayed the same except for his eyes) and he spotted a pond near his location. He walked towards it while keeping his eyes to the ground. He then spotted something else.

'Is this a dress?'

He realized that his uniform really did disappear and the sheet he felt earlier was this strange clothing. What was strange about it was how he got into it and the fact that it felt like it was a part of him, if that made any sense? He reached for the "dress" but realized a much more pressing matter. His skin was pure white and all his fingers were gone, leaving a white stub in it's place.

Mob stared at his "hand" for what seemed like hours while his entire body was rushing with different emotions.

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Mob ripped his eyes away from his hand and tried to continue towards the water. He got closer and decided to wash his face and take a drink while he's there. But then he saw his reflection. Mob stared back at his eyes but not his body. His hair was the same but it was green now. And his head had a reddish, pink horn jutting from his forehead and at the back of his head too. His skin was a pure white and finally, his "dress" seemed to be a part of his body as it looked like he couldn't take it off.

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Completely caught off guard from the revelation, Mob couldn't help but slowly sink to the grass as he tried to gather his thoughts. He couldn't believe any of it. His thoughts tried to rationalize the situation but all he could think coherently is:

'What would Ritsu do?'

The question rang in his head over and over, believing that only his brother could help. But he wasn't here. And Mob began reaching his limit.

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Mob tried to stand but fell to his knees.

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"Beep, boop." (Lame but I can't describe the sound any better)

Mob turned his head to face a trio of floating beings. They were brownish in color and their heads had two depressions on the left and right side. Their eyes were green and small black pupils stared at Mob. They too have bodies that appear to be clothing and the place where their hands should be were replaced by rapid, flickering lights. Then, before Mob could even react to the creatures, one of them attacked.

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The creature's attack didn't even touch Mob before he clutched his head and the surrounding environment started to rise off the ground, defying physics itself. Mob's hair started to rise above his head and waved like fire while the creature's attack bounced right off his barrier. The air contorted to spirals of colors as all three of the beings rammed straight into each other, damaging them hard. Trees, grass, water, dirt and rock started to rapidly spin around the group and the materials struck the beings all at once, creating a massive cloud of debris.

Suddenly, everything that was lifted dropped and Mob slid his hands off his head and took a few seconds to control his breathing. Mob couldn't stay there and walked away from the scene and into the forest.

(I'd say this is a decent start, what about you? Anyways, hope the chapter was good and I'll see you in the next one!)