This is only the prologue of things to come. Beware that this fanfic will feature some of the most violent scenes I could ever write.

If I am to say something about this fanfic, I would say that it will feature blood, gore, death, and everything shocking. When you review, please do not ask me why I'm writing this since I'm going to tell you people now.

This hasn't been tried before…

Higurashi no Naku Koro ni, or in English, known as 'When the Cicadas Cry', has such disturbing storylines that I wanted to incorporate it with my most favorite anime, The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya. However, that will come with much digress so I wanted to post the prologue first, to tell you in Kyon's POV of what's to come.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, Higurashi no Naku Koro ni, or any other names therein. Maybe some of my OCs will appear…

Well, without further ado, here comes the prologue…

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"Why…? Why am I here again…?"

Hello there. My name is Kyon… or what my friends and, regrettably, my family call me. I study at North High School and am a pretty normal student… except for the fact that I'm part of the renowned SOS Brigade. Led by Haruhi, this club has attracted more rumors and curious eyes than an American supermodel on a public photo shoot. Not that I'm actually complaining, though. It is kinda fun being the center of attention, now that I think about it.

Anyway, this is certainly not the time to be talking about that now…

"Like I said, this is a club meeting!"

My so-called boss, the Goddess of the universe, Haruhi-sama proudly spat at me.

Like I care about the club meetings! It's 6 pm for God's sake!

"So, what do you have in mind?"

I blankly asked her, trying to extract the most annoyed reaction I could get from her as possible. In fact, if she did get annoyed, then that would certainly make my day.

She looked at me with eyes that could pierce a hole right through Kevlar material. And so, I simply looked at her all irritated, as always.

"We're gonna have another out-of-town vacation, my loyal peons!"

Oh, so we're peons now? Well, I guess you still won't change how you treat us… or me in that matter.

"We are going to..."

To be honest, it was quite exciting, waiting for what-God-knows where we were going. I just hope we're not going as far as the Stonehenge or something like that. If we were, I'd at least hope that Haruhi pay herself.

"Hinamizawa!"

…

I think the world stopped moving to witness the unbearable scene unfold for me… or Haruhi made it stop, it doesn't really matter.

"Excuse me… Where are we going again…?"

I asked while rubbing my forehead.

I took a quick glance to Koizumi and saw that he wasn't smiling anymore. Thank God…

"Why would you want to go to Hinamizawa, Suzumiya-san?"

The gentle, annoyingly handsome and irritating esper asked the Goddess…

With a forced curtsy, she faced us and announced as dignified as she could her reason…

"Because I want to check-out the murders that happen there!"

O… kay…

Haruhi has moved-up one place in my list of 'People to Avoid When I Grow-up'. Really… I didn't think was this crazy? To be honest, I know of Hinamizawa and its pretty famous history (Haruhi forced me to research on all kinds of stuff). To cut descriptions short, a lot of people died within the last five years. I guess those deaths have roused 'Ultra-Detective' Haruhi's curiosity. And her curiosity is like a savage tropical storm on a humid country. Now that her iron grip has caught-hold of the 'Curse of Oyashiro-sama' cases, there was sure to be no escape…

I shook my head in defeat. I knew she was going through it no matter what he would say. The proof? The proof was the bright-as-sun smile she was wearing as she scoured for the shortest route to Hinamizawa. I sighed… and then noticed that she was emailing someone at the same time.

Probably nothing big.

Then, a tap to my shoulder sent my attention careening to Koizumi. Behind him, stood Asahina-san and Nagato, who all had a worried look on their faces.

"This is bad, Kyon-kun…"

"What about it is bad? And don't call me that!"

How annoying…

He closed-in on me with a serious face.

Your face is too close! I can feel your breath! It's very uncomfortable!

"Suzumiya-san plans to set this trip the day after tomorrow; only one week from the Cotton Drifting Festival…"

Asahina-san spoke-up. I didn't budge an inch.

Oh, right. She's a time traveler. But why would she say something about the future?

"Don't tell me you guys believe in this 'Curse of Oyashiro-sama' stuff?"

They shook their heads. So, what?

"The curse is certainly not real, Kyon-kun. But the murders certainly are… and it is being carried-out by a group of people who believe in the curse…"

The mood tensed so much I could barely breathe (minus the fact that my hand is pressing-against my throat),

The murders are real, correct. I knew that from the start. But…

"Kyon!"

… the mood didn't last very long…

"I've got someone here you guys should meet!"

She was pointing at the computer screen. Curious, I abandoned our outrageous conversation, walked-up to her and looked at the monitor to see a green-haired girl, about younger than Haruhi by a couple of years stare at me directly from a… internet café…?

"Meet our to-be tour guide, Kyon!"

That's not exactly what I was going to ask for. What the problem is, who is she and how did you get to know her? Did you bribe her with some of your spare pocket change to give us a tour or something?

"Of course I didn't! I've spent all my pocket change to get us a ride to that place!"

Except that your pocket change came from a certain someone buying everybody's food on certain paranormal-searching activities… How cruel…

I sighed to myself. Haruhi grabbed my hand warmly and whispered to my ear ever-so gently: "It's going to be okay…"

What does that mean? Sometimes, honestly, I don't understand what is on her mind.

Haha. Like anyone else does, in any case.

The girl on the monitor smiled at us. Apparently, she could see what was going-on.

There was no time. There was no more time to make Haruhi change her mind. By the day after tomorrow, we would be setting our foot on ogre realm. What lies there was a huge mystery that attracted even my attention.

What was to come? Who was to die on the festival…?

We were going to find-out soon…

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Please, tell me what you think.

Don't tell me that Kyon is OOC because I already know.

The only thing I want to know is, whether you guys are curious of what's to come or not. No flames and, if possible, comment on how the story is progressing or how it should progress.

And also, please tell me if you want a Kyon POV or a third-person POV

A/N: This is the second version of the prologue… I've changed it a little…