This is the ONLY time I'll say this! I do not own Paranoia Agent or it's concepts, but I do own half the characters used in this story. Please bear with me, as this is my first fan fic. I think the rating might go up later, not sure though.
Chapter 1 : To begin…
The night was the same as always, poorly lit by neglected street-lamps with the faint noise of slight traffic in the distance, but then again it was America after all. Two figures walked along the streets, only high school students heading home, a boy and a girl.
"Man, I can't believe that it got late so quick," the girl said with slight annoyance hidden in her words. "My mom isn't going to take this well." She sighed before looking over at the boy next to her. "What do you think?"
He shrugged. "Your family is weird. They don't force you to do anything but you still have a curfew." The boy smirked, "I'm only kidding."
"You should be," the girl said, giving him a playful punch to the arm. They both laughed for a few moments, before discussing what they had seen on TV the night before. With the sounds of traffic and their own words, neither of them heard the noise of roller blades following after them.
"But wait… I thought you couldn't go on the net anymore because of your grades," the boy said along with a puzzled look.
The in-line skates drew closer…
The girl giggled. "Well I can as long as no one knows I do." There was a small silence after her words, in which her smile faded. "I hate it at home. I wonder how much longer I can stand it."
And closer still…
The boy frowned, but patted the girl's shoulder. "Don't worry, it's not like you're gonna crack."
Metal scraped along the ground, causing sparks. They both looked back in time to see a malicious grin, just before the girl was whacked in the head by a golden bat.
Whoever had swung the bat continued on, without loosing speed, and never looking back. The boy watched the figure skate off, unable to move due to shock. It was at least a minute after the skater had vanished from his view before he remembered the girl.
"Oh crap!" He knelt over her, unsure of what to do. Blood dripped down her face, and her fingers twitched. She was still alive, just unconscious. The boy did the only thing he could think of… "Help! Someone help!"
Well this is a start… what do you think?