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Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
- Location
- The Pits of California
It had been on his mind all morning. The dream he had. There he was with his childhood friend playing in the sandbox. He couldn't remember anything about her except for a peculiar choker she wore around her neck and the smile on her face. They were happy young things, smiling and innocent, not a care in the world. Then came the words that seemed to burn in the back of his mind. "Let's get married someday," she said and with a smile and a laugh, he agreed. That's where the dream ended. Kensei (or Ken as he was called for short) just couldn't get his mind off of it. Being the manga fan that he was, he could only wonder if it was some kind of premonition. A sign that someone from his past would come back into his life suddenly and shockingly. For him, he thought, it would actually be a nice reprieve from the rough life he had. Though he worked hard to get where he was in his life, Ken didn't really stand out from the other people in the world around him. He was pretty much your typical 20 year old college entry student. His grades were decent, getting achievements here and there and he had a few friends which he talked to on occasion. But to him, it was like he was just another average guy It was like something inside him was begging for a change.
And then, as if out of a crime drama, his world was turned upside down. The limo looked normal enough. Probably some rich snob driving around to a fancy party or a corporate bigwig on his way to a meeting. Then it stopped. It was so sudden, the screech of the tires echoed in the air. It stopped Kensei in his tracks. What could have provoked it? He would find out all too soon that it was for him that the limo stopped. It was for him that the two bulky looking men in suits and ties got out and it was for him the bag placed over his body was meant for. The young man struggled, cursing every second at his sudden attackers while not knowing if he was going to be held for ransom or murdered or what. The back door of the limo opened just then and he was tossed inside. For whatever reason, the men had failed to tie the sack, allowing him to escape easily. What would he find in this limo. Who captured him, and why?
And then, as if out of a crime drama, his world was turned upside down. The limo looked normal enough. Probably some rich snob driving around to a fancy party or a corporate bigwig on his way to a meeting. Then it stopped. It was so sudden, the screech of the tires echoed in the air. It stopped Kensei in his tracks. What could have provoked it? He would find out all too soon that it was for him that the limo stopped. It was for him that the two bulky looking men in suits and ties got out and it was for him the bag placed over his body was meant for. The young man struggled, cursing every second at his sudden attackers while not knowing if he was going to be held for ransom or murdered or what. The back door of the limo opened just then and he was tossed inside. For whatever reason, the men had failed to tie the sack, allowing him to escape easily. What would he find in this limo. Who captured him, and why?