Well. I have recently picked up, and am half way through, The World Ends With You. I fell in love with this game as soon as I started playing it. And since Summer Vacation is coming for me in 2 weeks, I thought id kick it off with a Fanfic for my newest favorite game. I gonna put my own touch to this story, so trust me, expect it to be changing alot with Plot Twisters. Alot more than in the game!
School. Finally. It's almost over. Only two more weeks!
"Yeah. Ill see ya Monday, Zack." a voice called, waving goodbye as he rounded the corner. Zakuku, or Zack, as he likes to be called, waved back, and then walked down past 104. The place was packed, as always. The sweet aroma of a Flower Shop drew Zack in as he walked. He had to give her something special. If only he could just tell her. Zack sighed. There was a wierd sense of Darkness surronding Zack.
"Hello. Welcome to Shibuya's Flower Paradise! May I help you with anything, sir?" the Store Clerk said behind a counter, in a cheerful voice. What was she so happy about? She seemed as if she would burst.
"Uh...yeah. Can I get one red rose, please?" Zack asked, pulling out 1,000 Yen.
"1,000 Yen, please." the Clerk said, pulling out 1 Red Rose, from the counter, handing it to Zack, as he handed her the Yen.
Zack held the rose tightly, gripping it as if it was as delicate as life itself. He nodded in thanks, and walked off toward the Scramble Crossing. As he made his way through the Scramble, he looked up towards the Q-Floor. A commercal was going on for a Pin. Pins? Who the hell buys Pins anyway? It was a waste of Yen, and only children who play that kid game-Tin Pin Slammer-bought them. Zakuku was 15. He was never going to use or even buy Pins.
Zack sighed, still holding the rose in his right palm. He headed off past Q-Floor to a building across the street from it. Zack's apartment building. "Home sweet home. Ha. I wish it was a home. I hate it here in Shibuya. There's too many people. I mean it is funny being the Trendiest place, but still, this place is too crowded." Zack said, as he walked through the front glass door, heading for the Elevator. His mom wouldent be home for awhile. She was busy on the other side of Tokyo.
Zack hit the button, and stepped in once the door opened up. No one stepped out. Zack stepped in and hit the 7th Floor button. It took about 2 minuites with People getting in and getting off, but he finally made it to his floor.
He walked around the corner after getting off the elevator, and arrived at his apartment. Oddly, the door was open. Wierd. Was his mother home early? Zack stepped in, only to find the place a mess. The small kitchen's pots and pans were scattered. In the Living Room, the small Sofa was tipped over, and the TV lay smashed on the ground. Magazines and papers were all around the Apartment.
Zack gasped. What the hell happened? Zack walked across the room, avoiding any debris and smashed Glass, and made his way to the balcony. No one was here, or so it seemed. He looked down below at the streets. Everything was normal, or as normal as Shibuya usually is.
Zack behind him heard footsteps. He turned around, only to see a man in a Brown Trenchcoat and hat, and a gun in his hand. Instead of using the gun, the man swung his free hand, and hit Zack in the gut. The impact stunned him, making him back up. Zack back, and tripped over balconys edge. Zack's eyes widened. He plummeted down to the ground. His vision blurred. A 7 storie fall. He lost all sighting. The only thing he saw was the disguised man looking down at him, and he backed away.
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Well. It is short, but it is only a Prologue. I am new at writing Fan-fics, so it probaly wont have the best Grammer. I hope you like it so far. This it only one of the main characters. I promise that in Chapter 1, that it will be a good length. And about the way Zakuku, or Zack, died, I always thought that this would be a terrible way to die. Coming home from school, finding your house a wreak, and then being kicked from a building and dieing from a several storie fall.
Prolouge: Entering the UG
School. Finally. It's almost over. Only two more weeks!
"Yeah. Ill see ya Monday, Zack." a voice called, waving goodbye as he rounded the corner. Zakuku, or Zack, as he likes to be called, waved back, and then walked down past 104. The place was packed, as always. The sweet aroma of a Flower Shop drew Zack in as he walked. He had to give her something special. If only he could just tell her. Zack sighed. There was a wierd sense of Darkness surronding Zack.
"Hello. Welcome to Shibuya's Flower Paradise! May I help you with anything, sir?" the Store Clerk said behind a counter, in a cheerful voice. What was she so happy about? She seemed as if she would burst.
"Uh...yeah. Can I get one red rose, please?" Zack asked, pulling out 1,000 Yen.
"1,000 Yen, please." the Clerk said, pulling out 1 Red Rose, from the counter, handing it to Zack, as he handed her the Yen.
Zack held the rose tightly, gripping it as if it was as delicate as life itself. He nodded in thanks, and walked off toward the Scramble Crossing. As he made his way through the Scramble, he looked up towards the Q-Floor. A commercal was going on for a Pin. Pins? Who the hell buys Pins anyway? It was a waste of Yen, and only children who play that kid game-Tin Pin Slammer-bought them. Zakuku was 15. He was never going to use or even buy Pins.
Zack sighed, still holding the rose in his right palm. He headed off past Q-Floor to a building across the street from it. Zack's apartment building. "Home sweet home. Ha. I wish it was a home. I hate it here in Shibuya. There's too many people. I mean it is funny being the Trendiest place, but still, this place is too crowded." Zack said, as he walked through the front glass door, heading for the Elevator. His mom wouldent be home for awhile. She was busy on the other side of Tokyo.
Zack hit the button, and stepped in once the door opened up. No one stepped out. Zack stepped in and hit the 7th Floor button. It took about 2 minuites with People getting in and getting off, but he finally made it to his floor.
He walked around the corner after getting off the elevator, and arrived at his apartment. Oddly, the door was open. Wierd. Was his mother home early? Zack stepped in, only to find the place a mess. The small kitchen's pots and pans were scattered. In the Living Room, the small Sofa was tipped over, and the TV lay smashed on the ground. Magazines and papers were all around the Apartment.
Zack gasped. What the hell happened? Zack walked across the room, avoiding any debris and smashed Glass, and made his way to the balcony. No one was here, or so it seemed. He looked down below at the streets. Everything was normal, or as normal as Shibuya usually is.
Zack behind him heard footsteps. He turned around, only to see a man in a Brown Trenchcoat and hat, and a gun in his hand. Instead of using the gun, the man swung his free hand, and hit Zack in the gut. The impact stunned him, making him back up. Zack back, and tripped over balconys edge. Zack's eyes widened. He plummeted down to the ground. His vision blurred. A 7 storie fall. He lost all sighting. The only thing he saw was the disguised man looking down at him, and he backed away.
Dead.
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Well. It is short, but it is only a Prologue. I am new at writing Fan-fics, so it probaly wont have the best Grammer. I hope you like it so far. This it only one of the main characters. I promise that in Chapter 1, that it will be a good length. And about the way Zakuku, or Zack, died, I always thought that this would be a terrible way to die. Coming home from school, finding your house a wreak, and then being kicked from a building and dieing from a several storie fall.
