JIKU: Prologue

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Prologue

"I wander the streets. I have no home, no one to help me in my hard times. The way the economy has changed recently was really a shock to me. Lost my job, my apartment... and the love of my life. Jiku Henchamori, 19, homeless."

 

The year is 2015, Jiku roams the streets of the city not knowing where to go. The sky starts to become ambushed with thick black/gray clouds. Jiku makes his way to 3rd Street as the rain pours on his head.

 

"Great! Just F'in fantastic." Jiku Thinks to himself as he rushes himself across the street. Suddenly-- "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Jiku is struck down by a speeding car. The car continues down the street then turns the corner.

 

"Help..." Jiku uttered his last word as he became unconscious on the hard, wet, pavement. His face had several cuts, blood raced down his face from a large cut on his head. The rain wash most of the blood into the streets.

 

Five minutes had passed and no one had passed by. Jiku was likely to die of his injuries. Just then, a white van pulled around the corner and proceeded to park in front of Jiku's unconscious body.

 

"... Help me." Jiku uttered. His vision was blurry but he could see someone in the drivers seat. The driver quickly opened his door and ran into the back of the van, opining its doors and pulling out a stretcher and medical supplies. "Don't worry everything is will be fine." The mysterious man carefully placed Jiku on the stretcher and gave Jiku an oxygen mask. The man loaded Jiku in the van and drove off.

 

To Be Continued.

 

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