Hinata Hajime

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“There’s been something bothering me lately. . .Recently I had come across an ad in the local newspaper and everyone seemed to be excited about robots that could help clean your house and are able to have conversations with you. . . kind of like for busy moms or lonely people. . . It didn’t sound to out of the ordinary, but as I was looking at the models. . . they look human. . . This may sound a little farfetched. . . but, why make these kinds of things when nowadays producers are making movies about robots going rouge and destroying or enslaving humanity. . . It’s stupid, but I don’t know. . .It makes me uncomfortable. . .”

“What if I were to get one and it decided to do things its own way? I can’t stop it. . Man can be stronger than machine, but. . . ah. . . sorry, sorry. .  this is me thinking aloud! I-I uh didn’t mean to rant!”

[x]

  Slow, steady steps echo through the puddle filled alleyways of Midorijima. A young male around ages seventeen to eighteen crept as silently as possible. A wave of paranoia washing him over repeatedly. Disorientated, with a sick feeling in his stomach, olive hues struggle to keep awake. How long had he been running? Heavy footsteps followed suit as he could hear heckling and shouting in the distance. Nearly slipping on the wet asphalt, Hinata had dashed through yet another alley. Vision darkened by the dim streetlights up ahead.

 In the distance he had spotted a male figure. A piercing sensation was felt within his chest, breaths becoming shallow, shorter. . brows sweating. Did they finally catch him? Were they tracking his movements? Was this the leader of said gang that had been pursuing him in attempts to gain more credit? So many questions filled his brain. Shivers ran down his spine as he slowly approaches. Perhaps they had answers. . maybe they’d show mercy.

[x]

 “H-hello?”

{x}

 Recently I have been seeing a rise of others attempting to impersonate me. . I am here to state that I am rather displeased. You have all been let off with a warning. Acts of cooperation and apprenticeship will not be tolerated. There is only one ‘me’. . If I had wished for an army, I would have built it myself.

{x}

There he was. Alone. With tattered clothes, warn out shoes and a look of fatigue. Eyes begging to close for a moment of rest. He had been running for a solid three days straight now. One goal on his mind. . escape. All of his friends from the Reserve Course were dead. The city quickly devolving into a ring of chaos and despair. 

Junko Enoshima’s influence still at its peak. Thousands upon thousands throwing them selves from rooftops, screams of both man and beast providing a cacophonous curtain. . a perfectly fitting soundtrack. All Hinata could do was press forward despite the growing fear.  The cold, concrete jungle looked like a battlefield. The familiar streets he used to roam fallen to ruins by this bitter, bitter war. 

As the sun began to quickly set, Hinata felt it was best to find some shelter. Without a group, he would be targeted swiftly. Olive hues search desperately for a place to lay low. Feet dragging his limping body towards the doors of what looked to be a corner store. Excitement carried in his breast as a smile creeped upon his lips. Finally. Hope. Amongst the decrepit, apocalyptic landscape was a light, shinning brighter than any other. 

Careful fingers loop around the metallic handle, palms push it open with a creak. A slight jolt of the shoulders followed suit, cringing as he crept deeper into the darkness. He caught a whiff of the dead. It tickled his nose and stretched his gut as wide of the void. 

“How revolting. .”

Stopping in his tracks as footsteps sound off in the distance. Their thuds and clacks echoing through the pew-filled pit. Hinata swiftly searched for a place to hide. Friend or foe, it wasn’t worth the risk. Stuffing his body underneath what felt like a pew, he concealed himself as best he could under the immense cover of darkness.

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