I wake up in a room, it's dark, but I can still see a little bit.

"Huh, well it seems I've gotten myself in quite the predicament," I say as I see a woman walk into the room, knife in hand. She's short yet slender, I can't really make out her hair color but it's probably purple.

"Well hello there, how may I help you?"

As those words leave my mouth I get slapped. That was rude of her. You don't just slap new people you meet.

"Why are you here?" She said. It seemed like she was mad. I don't really remember how I got here, infact, what day is it? Oh yeah… that's how. Well now that you're here I might as well tell you how I got myself into this situation.

I wake up in my same boring room, I stare at the ceiling, wishing life didn't completely suck. Then I look over at my alarm and realize that I also have school today and I'm about to be late.

"... crap," I said, rushing out of bed. Later at school, I run into my good ol pal Mr. Nonexistent, implying I don't have friends and I'm very alone. Suddenly, I turn around, like I was expecting to see something. Now the question is why? What made me unconsciously turn around? As I rethought my life, I spotted a little white cat.

"Screw school I'm going to chase that cat," I went into a full sprint after the cat. Now you may be wondering, why am I chasing this cat? Well, one I hate school, and two I like cats. As I'm chasing this cat down the road it suddenly stops, right as I'm about to catch it. I try to stop myself but it's too late. I think I know why the cat was trying to stop, because now I'm in a completely different place, infact, I'm falling. I hit the ground and lost consciousness.

And that's all I remember. I don't know why this lady is here or why she thought it was okay to slap me out of nowhere, but I'm here now.

"Hey! That hurt!" I yell in response to the slap. Honestly it didn't hurt that much, but I might as well have her think it did. She could try to do something that'll actually hurt me.

"Why are you here?" She says again, in an angrier tone.

"I'm only here because I was chasing a cat then I tripped or something and then I was falling and now I'm here," I say, praying that she'll believe me. She sighs. How dare she sigh at me.

"Those idiots can't even close those up right." Ah I see there are more people. Suddenly, I remember the cat stopped. How the hell did the cat know to stop?! Did it just know this here, or can it see it? I'll look into this more later, right now I have to focus on the task on hand, figuring out where I am, what's going on, and how to join whatever group she's in so I can experience fun.

"Hey, so mind telling me what's going on?" I ask, hoping for a good answer.

"I'll explain later, just come with me," she extends her hand out to me while saying this. I take her hand. It's kinda soft, something feels special about this.

"This is so rad…" I mutter under my breath.

"Who even says rad anymore?" she says while looking kind of weirded out. How dare she, rad is an amazing word, probably the best word in fact. These opinions are my own and totally not some other person's sad way to explain why rad is a word we should all still say. Don't know why I needed to say that but sure.

Suddenly there's light. I temporarily go blind. When I can see again I can clearly see her. She has long purple hair, called it, and she's wearing a black dress. I'm taller than her by what seems to be a foot. She also has pretty big eyes. She's…. cute. Anyways, she starts running at full speed down a tunnel while dragging me along. Why is she so fast, my legs are about to give up on me. Then we stop, I sigh a sigh of relief.

"Finally! We-" I stop short, I see a red dot on her forehead. It looks like she hasn't noticed it yet. I turn around to see where the red dot is coming from, I look up and see a man wearing all sorts of gear. Then I notice he has a gun, so that solves the mystery of the red dot. I look back at her and she's still trying to catch her breath, guess she has low stamina. I tackle her as the man shoots his gun, the bullet hitting my arm.

"What are you-..." she stopped talking. She probably realized what happened. I hold my arm, it sure is bleeding a lot, not to mention it hurts like hell. I have no clue what's happening, so her explanation she told me earlier better be a damn good one.

"...thank you" she says quietly. I roll over to get off of her. She stands up and looks over at the man with the gun. He is now reloading his gun. I'm assuming that he's a bad guy of sorts. Or maybe she's a bad guy and he was sent to take her out? Whatever it doesn't matter right now, what does matter is there's a bullet in my arm.

The girl takes out a knife, and is suddenly behind the man. Like she just teleported, or moved faster than the eye can see. Also I just thought about it, why is her hair purple? Is it dyed? I don't normally see people with purple hair. I don't think humans can even have purple hair, so it has to be dyed. But what if it isn't? What kind of ritual was performed for her to have purple hair? While I was questioning her purple hair, she rose her knife up in the air and stabbed him in the back. He yelled out in pain and dropped to the ground. I'm not shocked or scared or freaked out for some reason. Probably because this bastard just shot me in the arm and I subconsciously thought he deserved it. Then I pass out.

I wake up in another mysterious place, Déjà vu. I look over at my arm and it's all bandaged up. I sit up, it looks like I'm in a school infirmary, but it feels… off. Something just doesn't feel right. I'm laying in one of those beds they have at school infirmaries, it's unusually soft. I look around and see the girl, she's sitting in a chair, with her head down. She looks kind of upset about something.

"Hey," I say, this is pretty awkward.

"Ah, you're finally awake," she says, looking up at me.

"I'm sorry, if I had paid attention you would not have gotten harmed," I see, so that's why she looked upset.

"Hey, it's fine, at least we're both okay" I say with a smile. Now time for the part I've been waiting for.

"Say, about that explanation…" I say, expecting an explanation of what's going on.

"Ah I see, it's about time I give you an explanation, but first tell me your name, I'm Aiko Suzuki," she says. Wait, isn't there an artist with that name?

"Well in that case, I'm Sora Watanabe, nice to meet you," I say. I'm pretty glad we know each other's names now.

"Well Watanabe, it all started when-" she was cut off by someone entering the room. A man with green hair wearing a lab coat walked through the door, why is his hair green? What's up with all this unnatural hair color? People usually have black hair here in Japan. I keep telling myself it's dyed but I can't convince myself that that's the case. Also, how dare he interrupt the anticipated explanation.

"Well he seems to be in great health" he says to Suzuki. It seems like they know each other. He turns to me.

"How are you feeling?" He says.

"I'm doing a-okay" I say, giving him a thumbs up. He nods and leaves the room. I look back at Suzuki.

"Ok explanation time" I say to her.

"Alright" she says. I stared at her in anticipation.

"It all started in ancient times. The gods gave special abilities to certain people. Out of the few people selected, some used their new abilities for good, and some used them for evil. These abilities were one of three things, enhanced strength, speed, and intelligence. These people had unusual hair colors, the people with enhanced strength had red hair, the people with enhanced speed had purple hair, and the people with enchanted intelligence had green hair. One man was jealous of these people's abilities, a demon saw his jealousy and hatched a plan. He gave the man all 3 of the abilities. The man used his abilities to terrorize people. The gods saw this and gave a worthy man all 3 abilities to stop the evil man. The gods told the worthy man to stop the evil man. They fought for 3 days until the worthy man came out on top. When the demon found out about the evil man's defeat he was fueled with rage. He cursed the worthy man and the evil man, so that their abilities would pass on through generations, and generations, forced to fight until the curse is broken. In the legends it was told that the curse would be broken by someone with all three abilities this year by defeating the demon and the other person with 3 abilities. As of now, there are three sides, our side, which protects the citizens against the other side, which we refer to as the evil side, and then there's the side who just wants all people with these abilities gone. Like that man who shot you in the arm earlier. They are highly trained in combat to fight against us with abilities. There are a lot of people who don't even know they have abilities yet, you have to awaken it, then your hair color will change and you will be able to use your ability. The evil side has already found their person with 3 abilities for this generation, and we have not, we hope to find them soon. Did that make sense?" She asks, finishing off the hugely awaited explanation.

"Yeah, it did," I say, kind of shocked. Who knew there were these people with special abilities fighting each other. That's pretty rad if you ask me.

"You said people have abilities without knowing it right, does that mean there is a chance I can have one too?" I ask. Okay listen, I'm only asking one because it'd be pretty rad to have one, like imagine being basically a superhero. I can leave my boring life behind.

"Yes, but first you must awaken it." She says. Alright, this is amazing, I'm really hoping I have this power thingy.

"Alright, well how do I awaken it? I ask.

"Close your eyes," she answers. Of course it has to do with closing my eyes. That's always how you awaken some secret power in the comics or whatever. So I close my eyes.

"Now open them," says an unfamiliar voice. Was there someone else in the room? I open my eyes to see that I'm no longer in the school infirmary, but in a void like place. It's all black, but I can see myself perfectly fine. I turn around and see an old man with a long beard and a stick.

"Uh, hello," I say, not really knowing how to react to this.

"Tell me, young boy, do you really want this power? You cannot return to your normal life after this," he says. I don't really need to think about this. I live alone, don't have any friends, and my life is extremely boring.

"Yes, I 100% want this power" I say in response.

"Okay, I see. You will now awaken your power"