Saviour

Exploration

No matter how long it's been, Hinata would probably never get used to the fact that the sky is red.

As he lazily trails behind Servant, trying to be on alert for any possible enemies, he stares up at the red sky and swirling dark-black clouds. Growing up he never thought such a thing was possible; never thought the sky could ever change colors or anything. But it seems the despair was just that strong and was able to form and manipulate the world however here they were.

He wonders if the world will ever recover. If the world would ever return to normal. He wanted to feel the sun on his skin again, play basketball with the locals of whatever town he was living in at the time, play video games with-no, it was too soon to think about her. Not yet.

Servant however, is kind of odd about all of this, at least from what he's seen since meeting Servant this morning. Servant didn't seem to mind that the world was plunged in despair which mixed oddly with what Hinata is worried is an obsession with hope. He shuddered at the thought of Servant being a heavy contributor to the state of the world.

Servant was a nice guy, well for the most part from what Hinata's seen. Aside from the fact that he was perfectly content leaving Hinata to starve this morning, all tied up in what was formerly Hope's Peak Academy. He had been amused at his misfortune. Servant is a really creepy guy.

"Penny for your thoughts, Hinata-kun?" Servant asks casually, almost bouncing on the balls of his feet.

Hinata shakes his head. "Ah-um, it's nothing. Can we just hurry up and find some food? I'm starving."

"Hinata-kun's wish is my command," Servant sings back, "I live to serve."

Hinata rolls his eyes. "You're not my servant."

"I may not be your servant but I am your Servant!" He chimes back cheerfully.

"Shut up."

Servant's eyes flash and he grins back at the brunet. "What a rude thing to say to one of the Ultimate Despair," He teases, "I ought to kill you for that."

"I think you over exaggerate."

They continued walking for a little while before Servant suddenly stops and stares. Hinata frowns, falling his gaze to what appears to be an old, run-down clothing store. He can't even make out what the store used to be called as all the letters are either dangling or missing altogether. Squinting, Hinata can kind of make out a couple of-

"Clothes! Fresh, not stinking clothes!" The brunet exclaims excitedly, earning a smile from The Servant.

"We can probably find a stream to bathe in as well. It's been so long for both of us. But let's proceed with caution, Hinata-kun. We don't know what could be lurking in that building." The fluffy-haired boy scolds but Hajime isn't listening.

He's already pushing past Servant and charging headlong into the store.

"Ah, Hinata-kun, wait!" Servant cries, hurrying to catch up to them.

Hinata pushes his way through the double doors, coughing as a cloud of dust raises and hits him in the face. He looks around, eyeballing the racks upon racks of ransacked clothing before the changing rooms located in the back of the quaint little store.

The brunet doesn't get as far as three steps before there's suddenly a long shiny blade harshly pressed to his throat. He swallows nervously, struggling slightly as his attacker's free arm snakes around his waist and holds him firm in place.

From the darkness, a short man in a pinstriped suit and hat, combined with a dark eyepatch emerges, glaring hard at Hajime.

"Shall I kill him, young master?" A smooth, silky voice asks from directly behind him. His attacker, no doubt.