Chapter One

A small ball of hair crawled on the ground between two buildings, its pale hands dragging its body forward as its two, round eyes, disproportional to its body looked around frantically, looking at the people that were passing the alleyway.

Before it could do anything else, a small, needle-like object pierced its eye. The sudden loss of its eyesight and the pain that flashed through its small body caused it to shriek, releasing a sound that resembled a human in no way, shape, or form.

People kept walking past the alleyway, not paying attention to the sound the creature was releasing as if they could not hear it.

Before it could escape, another, slightly bigger projectile pierced the middle of its body.

The small ball of fur turned into dust that disappeared in nonexistant wind.

I walked up to where it died just moments before and raised an eyebrow, crouching down to examine the place of impact.

There was nothing.

No trace of what just happened, no trace of something dying or even blood to confirm that something existed.

Sighing, I stood up, shoving my hands inside my blue hoodie, and continued on my way toward my home.

It wasn't natural, that much was obvious, I just didn't know what it was.

They appeared periodically around the city, but I have yet to get a chance to find out what exactly they were.

They weren't human, they weren't animals, and normal people couldn't see them, so that left only supernatural.

The walk took an hour, but I didn't really care, it was quiet for now, with people working since it was in the middle of the day. The occasional car passed on the road and teenagers were walking around aimlessly.

I glanced to the side, spotting a rather large creature that came out of the side of a building, phasing through concrete.

I was not messing with that yet.

Ignoring the looming threat that might or might not come to me in time, I reached my house in record time using the advanced technique called speed walking.

It was effective, even with my ten-year-old body.

Opening the door to my house, I walked inside, taking off my shoes.

"I'm home!"

I was met with silance, as per ususal.

Dropping my backpack on the floor and leaning it on the wall, I walked to the kitchen, where I was met with the nutritious meal that my mom left me.

Plain white rice, with fish and cooked vegetables...

This was getting so plain I wanted to vomit. Every day was the same, rice, fish, vegetables. Where were my eggs and bacon? Where were my pancakes? I need variety, not this!

Grabbing the plate wrapped in wrapping paper, I took off the covering and placed it in a microwave by using a chair to provide enough elevation.

If I have to eat this, I won't be eating it cold.

Waiting was the worst part, I had nothing to do, so I walked off to the living room, and turned on the TV. Switching a few channels, I ended up on a cartoon that I didn't bother to remember the name of.

I had homework to do, but boredom was the enemy, so I called the only ally that I knew was reliable called procrastination.

Going through school once was bad enough, going through it again was like going to hell with your own volition.

I didn't even want to imagine going through puberty again.

I shivered, remembering the things I did as a sixteen-year-old. I didn't want to admit it, but it kept me awake at night.

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"I'm home!"

I turned my head from my notebook and stared at the entrance of the house. My father was back. His blue eyes, much like my own had bags under them, his black suit was crumbled from all the sitting he was doing at his job and his tie was loosened.

Placing the briefcase on the ground, he placed a hand on the wall to not fall and busied himself with taking off his shoes.

Standing up, I walked over, grabbing the glass of water that was on the desk along the way.

"Welcome home."

He looked up at me and smiled slightly, grabbing the glass of water I extended toward him.

As he drank, I glanced at his shoulder where a creature similar to the one I killed today was looking at me curiously.

Unlike the brown fur that the previous one had, this was almost orange, the eyes were lodged into its body and where the neck extended were two small wings, not strong enough to lift its body, flipping uselessly. A tail flicked over my dad's other shoulder the same color as the rest of its body.

I had to deal with this, better now than later.

Extending my hands to my sides, I waited for my dad to notice. The man chuckled and leaned down, hugging me. Using my right hand, I slung it around his neck, grabbing the creature by its body, and using the energy that I got used to by now, I channeled it to my palm.

Clenching my palm abruptly, I squashed its body, making it disappear as if it never existed.

"Good to see you too, Kaito. Is your mom home yet?"

I shook my head in the negative.

"Not yet."

This was getting troublesome, this was the fifth time this week, and each time, they had different appearances, sometimes small, sometimes larger.

They were seemingly affecting the mood of humans or their physical condition. If the creatures were bigger, Dad seemed more tired, or more irritated.

Just one more weird thing to add to the creatures that surrounded the world, invisible to civilians.

But that wasn't my problem, I would take care of the ones that crossed my path, but I wouldn't go out of my way to hunt them down.