Chapter 11: Prologue

"We don't want any trouble" Tim glanced at the five individuals, who were just looking at them not moving an inch, while one of them held the gun and still pointed it at Onishi.

"Well, you shouldn't have touched one of our men"

Tim gritted his teeth, this was also one of the reasons he wanted to leave this shithole. There wasn't any security in this place since it is the home of multiple convicts who ran amock on the streets.

"Look we should just calm do-"

Before Tim could complete his words an ear-wrenching sound came out followed by a shriek. He looked at the gang member who already fired the gun, Tim was at a loss for words as he glanced at Onishi who was behind him.

"O-On-nis-shi?" Tim stuttered as he slowly looked behind him. Onishi kneeled on the ground, his hands were covered with blood.

"Ah-Ah W-What? Blo0d?!" Onishi spat a mouthful of blood as he held his stomach that was hit by the bullet.

"Guess that wasn't enough" The gang member once again fired the gun aiming at the same position.

"S-stop!" Tim shouted, he was horrified looking at his friend who fell to the ground as red fresh blood oozed out of his body.

"S-Stop!" Tim shouted once again as he looked at the gang in front of him. The gang members held their bats as they charged at him who was defenseless.

Tim felt all the punches, kicks, and his body getting pummeled. But the pain he felt grew numb, his priority was Onishi who was laying beside him as a sea of blood kept on oozing out.

After a few minutes. The gang left Tim who was badly bruised as they laughed hard looking at their circumstances. Tim staggered to stand up, as he looked at his friend.

Tim who had trouble standing up crawled as he got closer to his friend Onishi.

"O-Onishi wake up" Tim called out but Onishi didn't speak. Tim touched Onishi's pulse, he breathed a sigh of relief when he found that Onishi was still breathing. But after judging the wounds, Tim knew that he have to hasten to a near hospital for his friend. Tim looked at the two holes in Onishi's stomach.

He didn't know what to do, Tim whose face was badly bruised tear down his shirt and he used it to bind Onishi's bleeding stomach. Tim who looked at his friend who was laying down in a pool of blood couldn't help himself as his tears were subconsciously falling.

"I told you not to get involved with that kid, now look at you" Tim wept his tears falling rapidly. Tim knew that he had to worry or Onishi wouldn't survive. Tim staggered as he stood up and held Onishi's shoulders as they finally reached the city.

"H-help" Tim called out but the people walking around the city didn't pay no heed to him and continued their night. He knew that they wouldn't help but he hoped just one soul would help him.

Tim saw the child Onishi helped was eating an apple as the boy walked in their direction. The boy crouched down looking at Onishi.

The boy didn't say anything as he stood up after seeing Onishi's bloody face he left without care. Tim who was watching this couldn't help but grit his teeth in anger. These people would never help him, this was the law of this world. Tim looked at his bleeding friend with pure sadness. Till Onishi opened his eyes and looked at him. Tim who saw that Onishi was wide awake his tears were falling again. "O-Onishi.."

"Ah... I-I'm b-bleeding?" Onishi felt the pain he was feeling was somewhat real. But once again he couldn't believe comprehend what was happening and still thought of it as a dream. Onishi hardened his resolve that it was just a dream.

Onishi glanced at the sobbing Tim. "W-Why are you crying?" Onishi asked his voice hoarse. He touched his stomach he was bleeding as heck.

"I'm s-still bleeding?" Onishi asked as he touched his stomach. He looked at his hands covered with his blood. Onishi looked around they were in the center of the city, but not one bat an eye.

"I told you not to help him now look at you" Tim cried out.

"It's fine once I sleep this will all be a dream," Onishi said in the belief that he was just dreaming.

"What are you even spouting Onishi?" Tim held his friend as he sobbed harder and harder as his tears kept on flowing out of his eyes.

"Don't worry once I wake up this will all be just a dream" Onishi insisted as he felt his eyes were somewhat heavy. His stomach was numb he couldn't feel anything else in his body, his eyesight was getting blurry and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

"Onishi?" Tim looked at his friend who was pale as a corpse as Onishi closed his eyes. "No no Onishi don't sleep" Tim didn't know what to do. He was panicking as he kept on looking at his friend, his eyes grew dull.

The sky shuddered, and bolts of lightning clashed in the sky. The rain poured, as it soaked Tim who was still kneeling in the same place. None, not one, helped him.

"Onishi I'm sorry" Tim once again, his tears falling. All kinds of emotions swept him, but his remorse, guilt, all those emotions mixed into one. He kept calling out his friend's name as his eyes shut.

He closed his eyes for a second and a minute later he opened his eyes once again.

Onishi thought he was back inside his room and woke up from his dream.

"The city?" He looked at the place he was in it was the same place where he somewhat died.

Onishi looked at the sky as the rain-drenched his entire body. "Right, where's Tim?" Onishi looked left and right as he noticed his hand had stained blood on it.

As he began to wonder where's Tim. He felt a cold hand touch him. Tim looked at his side, it was him?!

"What?" Onishi looked at the lookalike who touched his clothes. He staggered and moved away from the corpse. "What the heck bruh?!"

Onishi sighed in relief, as he moved closer while looking at the corpse.