Tokyo-Zion Academy Times

Hisoka's been acting strange lately. He seems to be distancing himself from everyone and going home earlier. The answer lies within his apartment. Jessie has returned, but something is off about her. She's turned fragile and dependent on her ex. Hisoka feels that he has no choice but to cheer for her. However, there seems to be something else more sinister waiting to swallow him and her up?

Creator: Miho Shigi

Genres: Drama, Comedy, Original, General

Rating: PG-13

Summary:
After his childhood friend's death, an uptight nerd's older wild sister kidnaps him to show him the wild side of life.

Chapter Four: Cassius:

I looked in the open room before me. I had to back up when I first smelled pot. Cassius glanced over and noticed my face.

“Aw, don’t mind the smell,” he said. “The last roommate we had smoked pot all day long in here.” I blinked in discomforted.

“Oh, so that’s it,” I mumbled.

I met an angel-faced boy today. His name was Milo Cash. I could never forget him if I tried. He was a tiny little thing. The best way to describe Milo was skinny and short. When I first saw him, I thought he was in kindergarten. We met on the playground. Everyone in my class was still talking about the invasion. They all wanted to know who this enemy was. Some of the kids were really scared. Others were angry. I personally didn’t care at the time. Kat taught Lyle and I not to form opinions until we had the facts. I didn’t know anything about the enemy just yet. So, I kept my mouth shut and went on with my little life.

My classmates asked me how I could be so calm at a time like this. I just shrugged at them.

“I don’t know,” I replied. “We don’t really know the details. So how can we be scared of what we don’t know?” They all looked at me like I had lost my little mind. Then, they all turned back to their worried conversation. I shook my head at them.

“Whatever,” I mumbled to no one in particular. I walked away to find my brother. That’s when I saw that young angel. He stood near the fence looking out at the street. I could only see his back. His hair was black and choppy. His clothes look so messy. I didn’t think I had even seen him here at school before. I blinked to see if I was seeing things. No, this kid was real. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. How long had he been in this school? Who was he? Was he new? I decided to go and find out. I walked over to this kid staring at the road. I came up next to him.

“See anything interesting?” I asked.

“It’s always the same,” he said. “Day after day after day after day after day.” I found myself surprised by his accent.

Chapter Three: The Way Life is:

I never understood our politics growing up. Everything just looked black and white to me. That’s how little kids my age see the world. However, it all started to change for me in the coming events. Lyle knew a little bit better than I ever did. I looked up to him because of it. One day while were walking to school on our first day, I said, “Lyle.” He turned to me after looking both ways before crossing the street to get to the “tunnel bus” as we called it.

“Yeah?” he asked. I shuffled my pink jellied foot a little bit.

“I heard we might have a war soon,” I spoke up. “Is that true?” Lyle’s face expression didn’t change.

“Claudia, they’ve been saying that for months!” he said bluntly. “Nothing has changed yet.” We crossed the street when the traffic was clear. I still wasn’t satisfied. Little kids like me could be curious to no end. That is one weakness of us. That was certainly my weakness.

“But they keep talking about it,” I said. “I’m scared that you might get shipped off to war.” Lyle snorted at me.

“I can’t go to war!” he protested. “I’m only a kid!”

“You’ll be thirteen soon,” I pointed out.

Chapter Four: Digging for the Truth:

August 1st, 2002.

Escape; Anna’s computer became just that. The college freshman would boot it up and do some research or homework whenever she felt sad or stressed. Sure, she would feel better later, but to what cost?

Anna isolated herself further in her “glass box,” as her friends called it, in the sky. She wouldn’t eat or sleep for days as she stared at the screen looking at different articles on various subjects. Her friends worried about her because of it. They tried to drag her out with them whenever they could. They even had to “kidnap” her to celebrate her twenty-first birthday on the beach town two years later.

Cherry:
http://www.mediaminer.org/fanfic/view_st.php/163513
http://ficwad.com/story/132116
http://www.gotvg.net/viewstory.php?sid=32&warning=4
http://archiveofourown.org/works/73709/chapters/97755
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6862096/1/Cherry
http://www.lunaescence.com/fics/viewstory.php?sid=21055

The Section for it

Welcome to the Factory

I: Pandora

Foreigner. Eighteen year old Pandora Wolf looked all around her. Tokyo in the flesh. It looked just as magnificent as it did in the pictures; if not better. She was here at last. The flight from England had been worth it. Now that she was here, it was time to expand and grow.

Pandora looked at her watch. 10 am already. If she went now, she could catch the first cab into the city. The first one pulled up in a rush. The driver rolled down the window.

“Where to?” he asked. Pandora smiled at him warmly.

“Just anywhere,” she replied. The driver smiled back at her.

“Okay,” he said. “Hop in!” Pandora climbed into the cab with her luggage. The driver pulled out to drive off. Here begins the journey into the experienced. No turning back here!