As I leapt back to avoid the blade, Drake threw it at me. I fell over when I tried to dodge it. It missed, but I was wide open. Drake ran at me and swung down, I was able to block it but I wouldn’t last long on the ‘ground’. I had to get him to back off long enough for me to stand, but how? Wait, there was something I could do in this position. I lifted both of my legs up and pushed my feet into his stomach. After his sword lifted, I used the momentum from my legs to roll back away from him. Just as I stood up he took another swing at me. I blocked it but the force pushed me back. I staggered, he charged at me. Unable to regain my balance and block at the same time there was nothing I could do. He ran his sword, which was about 2 feet wide, through my gut.

“Heh, looks like I win this time,” he said to me.

“What did you say happened to the people you defeated here?” I asked him.

“They never woke again, at least not as themselves. I gain complete control, it’s almost like their soul is killed,” he said with a smirk.

Really, the soul is killed eh? Is this it then? Is this where it all ends for me? In this white abyss? Am I meant to die before I even turn eighteen? What was I doing with my life? Has it all been a waste? Watching anime from night to early morning, barely working if at all. I told myself I would start making a life for myself on my eighteenth birthday, with only a month to go its over? My family, my friends, would they even know I was dead? I fell to my side and laid there on the ground. My katana vanished.

“Well now, that settles that. Now it’s only a matter of time,” he smiled.

“Drake,” I weakly said. “Can I ask you a question?”

“If you want to, I don’t care.”

“Why? Why do you do this to people? What’s the point? What do you gain?”

“Why?” he looked away. “I don’t really know, I’ve been doing this for as long as I can remember. But if I had to have an answer, I suppose it’s because,” he looked
back at me and smiled, “its fun.”

That’s his answer? It’s fun!? What the hell is this guy? Damn, it hurts. Well, what can I expect when a two foot wide sword is stabbed all the way through my body? Drake walked away, leaving the blade inside me. That bastard, he’s just waiting for me to die.






Six-thirty is still too early to get up, I almost forgot my ID. Still no snow day, damn school is too strict on those. I walked to the car, I rode it to school, and the time was six-forty-two.  I walked up to the school and went inside. I entered the combination and opened my looker, something didn’t feel right. Did I forget to do an assignment? No, that wasn’t it. What was it? Oh well it will come to me later. I got my books and made my way over to my first class, Psychology. We watched a movie about someone who had split personalities. Wait, another personality in one body, that seemed familiar. The bell rang forty-five minutes later; I gathered my things and moved out into the hallway. Something still felt wrong; I dismissed it and went to my next class.

We finished the day’s lesson with twenty minutes to spare, so the teacher had us play hangman, a game where you have to guess the word by guessing letters. A kid I recognized as a friend of one of my friends went up to the board and put four lines up.

“Alright, here’s the hint,” he said to the class. “It’s a mythical creature that is half snake half human.”

“Who the hell knows what that’s called?” A random kid said.

“I do,” I said. “Isn’t it called a naga?”

“Yep,” he wrote it above the lines. “Darn, I thought I’d have the class stumped on that one,” he sat down next to me. “How’d you know the answer?”

“I’m… not sure,” how did I know? “Hey, aren’t you a friend of Tom’s?”

“Yeah, name’s John, and you are?”

John? A face came into my head. Who is that? Wait, John! If Drake takes over he’ll kill John! The class around me vanished and was replaced with the white area. I can’t let that happen, I can’t let Drake kill anyone. I’ve only known John for a day but I owe him my life. Will I just go without returning the favor?

“No,” I said aloud. “No, I’m not letting it end here and now!” I stood up.

“How the,” Drake backed away.

“You think I’ll die that easily!?” I pulled the sword out, it hurt but at that point it didn’t matter. I held it in both my hands.

“What!?” he yelled

I charged at him.