I woke up, light headed. I was in my two-room apartment which I had shared with my brother. He left my life a few years ago during a crash. I was there. I was the only survivor. I shouldn't have, he should of. I was the only one left in my family, I didn't have that many friends anyways.

I stepped out of my room and stepped out on my patio. The air was crisp outside. After I finished getting ready for work, the phone rang. It was my boss. "Ookami, your shift has been replaced with a rookie," he said with rock music playing in the background. Well, I guess that was supose to be a good thing.

I got out of my uniform and put on my usual clothes. I headed to the mall.

As I stepped into my gothic/rock store, an unusual feeling past. I turned around and saw 4 people who looked familiar; a young girl with black hair, another with long green hair, another with dirt blonde in a boyish cut, and the other with aqua wavy hair.