"I'm home," Hinata said as she walked through the door.

"How was school?" Her father Hiashi asked, as he was reading his book.

"It was okay. We had to look at some more boring rocks in science today." Hinata said.

"That does sound boring." Hiashi said.

"Yeah. I'll be up in my room if you need me." Hinata stated, walking up the stairs.

Hinata's room had various pictures and anime collectibles. She had a two story shelf: one for DVDs and the other for manga. She even had a few novels as well. These included books like Percy Jackson and the Harry Potter series.

Hinata set down her backpack and opened up her laptop. There, she started watching YouTube videos.

"Hinata, open this door!" A young female shouted from outside.

"You open it, Hanabi!" Hinata shouted back, but in a more playful tone.

Her sister opened the door, revealing a young, middle school age-looking girl, probably about twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a punk rock t-shirt and jeans.

"Dad told me to ask you if you wanted to order out food or if you wanted him to cook." Hanabi said.

"Doesn't matter to me, personally. Although, I think dad should start improving his cooking." Hinata said, jokingly. Hanabi chuckled back.

"Alrighty, then. I'll let him know."

Later that night, Hinata was fast asleep. However, she woke up suddenly, and saw a greenish-blue light come through her window. It looked like a worm of some sort. Hinata was scared out of her mind as it came up her bed and went through her hand and arm. She grabbed a pair of earbuds and tightened them around her arm and tried to stop it from going any further up. She started breathing heavily and began to sweat.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit..." she said quietly, as she was trying to stop whatever it was from infecting her. But Hinata soon found that the creature was no longer crawling up her arm.

The next morning, Hinata woke up to the sound of her alarm clock buzzing.

She heard a voice come from her hand say, "Hinataaaaa..." Her hand was under her covers. She moved them from under the covers and saw that her hand had a mouth, an eye, and a pair of stubby arms.

"What are you?" Hinata asked with a shaky voice.

"I... parasyte..." her hand said again.

"Parasyte. So it wasn't a dream afterall. How am I gonna explain this to my family?" Hinata was bamboozled at what she was not only seeing, but hearing as well.

"Teach me... Hinata..." The hand said.

To be continued in chapter two