Hyperdamnation Flint

[Prologue]

Prologue

It was dark.

There was fire.

The dark was shown the light by the fire.

Trees partially surrounded an area whilst there was a city nearby; they were at the crust of the civilisation.

The bodies that lay there were unrecognizable; none had any special features except the fact that they all wore suits in black.

In the middle of the storm of bodies and fallen people in black suits there were two individuals. One of the individuals’ appearance was that of a slim but dark haired and eyed youth who was donned in a black shirt and a jumper of white and partial-grey decorations with white trousers and a similar scarf wrapped around his mouth, the other was seemingly a young women who’s of similar age but clear youth; she wore clothes of blue and black-- a blue jacket and a black shirt which both had silver linings.

Her green eyes widened at the sight of a familiar face.

"I-It can’t be..." The long-brunette murmured as her emerald eyes matched with a pair of eyes which matched the abyss.

The youth who stood on a body turned his direction towards her-- twisting from yonder.

Emerald green meets obsidian black.

"F-Finn?" She squeaked out of her throat as he looked back at her with a calm and collected expression.

"Iff?" His eyes momentarily widened but it soon reduced to it’s normal sight.

It was at this moment the IF knew what would happen.

"W-wait!" She exclaimed "Stop right there; under Guild authority, stop!" She tried to keep her childhood friend from escaping as she reached over to grab him by the scarf however she was too late.

His eyes and hair shifted from black to blue to red, and like that...

BOOOOOOM

A sonic boom resounded in the surroundings as there was a momentary afterimage of a red blur.

Her palm reached out to nothing.

He was gone...

Again...

Without considering the feelings of others...

Her palm dropped and clenched her palm tight.

"I will find you... Flint... and when I do..." Her eyes gained a gleam of determination.

"We will talk."