Author's Notes: I'm busy in weekends so I decided to make releases on Sundays, or Saturdays, depending on how fast I could write the story. Since I have the plot in hand, and I'm inspired these days, I might as well update on ordinary days. Also, I've changed the genre to Tragedy, since the story is kind of like that. Note that this story is mainly 1827, but might be with other pairings depending on what I might think in the future, but as for this chapter, it's kind of like an early interlude. Gokudera Hayato is the main character here, so please bear with me. You really need to read this to understand the future chapters. It's kinda short, but well, I hope it does make sense. I'm still having hard time with my grammatical errors, anyway.
And I'd like to suggest that if you play the Reborn doujin game "Altor", you might as well listen to Track 44 [but I think the revised version is better] and this is the music where I based the story from.
And if you're also reading my "The Outbreak" story, I'm really not inspired to do it these days, so please wait a little longer.
Without further ado, here's the story.
SURREAL
Gokudera stood in shock.
The hell?
Where was he?
It was pure black.
Later, he did realize, his eyes were closed. Why didn't he notice it sooner? His reflex getting too unwell?
He knew he was standing somewhere...windy. The cold breeze touched his bare hands; the tune of piano barely reached his ears. The tone...was so lonely...
He opened his eyes, and in amazement, what he saw...was something much unexpected.
He was in the middle of a plain surrounded by tall black mountains which stood with something yellowish in their feet. There were some trees in the northwest from Gokudera's perspective that had a gray trunk and bluish white leaves. The grasses were blue green in color, and despite the very fast wind, these grasses never moved at all. He later looked at the sky. The sky... was pure red in color, and the clouds were black, surrounded by darker tint spots which had a grinning faces, literally. Just looking at it, made Gokudera felt weak in his knees and wanted to run away. But he didn't know where to run away, or where to hide. The place was just so unfamiliar, and he had never been there before!
Wait...
This place...wasn't realistic at all...
Maybe he's dreaming?
Gokudera Hayato! Wake up!
Gokudera slapped himself hard and even pinched himself but he just felt so real. He concluded later on that he wasn't dreaming at all. But heck, where the hell was he now? He was sure that he was just lying on his bed after playing the piano in his house. He never fell asleep. He was just contemplating back then! Now what had he gotten himself to?
But the silver- haired boy snapped from his thoughts when a black swirled-shape stair descended from the sky from afar, and he watched it carefully.
Someone, no, a group of people was walking there.
God.
Are they aliens?
Wait, weren't aliens supposed to be riding in a spaceships or something UFO-ish and to land on the ground, not to walk in a weird-looking stairs?
He saw that those groups of creatures were walking towards him, and he couldn't recognize if they're truly human or not, though they had two legs, two arms and a human-like head and hair.
They came closer from his view, and he saw those dark cold eyes pointed to him, and he felt trembling to his knees. Ohmygod...
...wait...
The hell...
And a thought was slammed Gokudera's head.
This was...this scenery...
He knew it, that's why it felt a little familiar, yet so ridiculously weird.
This place...is something I've seen before!
Wait...Gokudera Hayato!
Remember!
He banged his head with his hands, as countless of thoughts of many countries appeared on his image in a flash, literally scanning through each and searching for the picture the same as where he was now. And then...suddenly...
...yeah...it was...
Right...
This panorama was something he saw somewhere before...
Wait! I really couldn't remember anymore...
Anyway, why the hell I am here?
The look-alike thugs became closer to his position; with really pitch black slanted eyes that were directed to him.
God. Those guys were going to kidnap me.
Gokudera Hayato! Ran!
My...legs...won't move!
As he struggled to get his feet out of the ground, he saw the seemingly leader of the group of people strode towards him.
And his eyes widened.
That person was someone he knew. That was that bastard...
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That leader was...Hibari Kyouya...!
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But his hands...were handcuffed.