A/N: This chapter introduces the third Warrior for Dawn: Jared by Lazyboredom.
(World: Ratatouilles France)
There was a ring echoing through the streets as a girl on a bike rode by a small café. There was a very tall boy sitting at one of the tables holding a cup of coffee, occasionally raising it to take a drink. His short brown hair was combed to the right and raised slightly. He watched the crowd of people intently, his dark blue eyes seemingly staring into each individual person's soul. He placed his cup on the table and adjusted the collar of his short sleeved shirt and smoothed out any wrinkles on his white knee-length shorts. He glanced down at his white tennis shoes with single cyan stripe on each shoe and spied a quarter. "Looks like it's my lucky day." He thought and pocketed the quarter. He picked up his cup and resumed drinking, shortly after he began to stare at the gold ring on his finger; he saw a slightly blurred reflection of himself in the aquamarine stone's surface. He looked over and saw a shining object in the sky that seemed to get bigger with each passing moment. The boy stood up and walked a little ways from the café so as to see the object better. Soon the object became clear in view.
*CRASH*
"O-Ow…" The boy thought, he rubbed his forehead where a large knot was already forming. The object hit the ground with a soft "clink", he bent down and retrieved it, with closer inspection; he noticed an intricate design on the soft light gray stone. He flipped it over curiously and saw the word "Competitor" written in a fancy writing. "Competitor? Is this a lottery drawing or something?" He asked no one in particular. Soon a light gray light bathed the teen. He, along with the light, soon disappeared.