VAGABOND

EPISODE 1 - I: Train Food

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Kamiwaii Mashita could hear the air whistle as trains chugged along the steel tracks. Although his thoughts were riddled with misery, his expression was vague with content. Nearing the metro, he could see people making conversation in the distance while en route towards the  transit center. Even though summer was at its peak, with nice rays and stewing heat—daring to touch his peanut skin—he was dressed in all black, sporting a hoodie over his "Duke" styled hair and fitted jeans.

Shaking the feeling of lostness and self hatred from his mind was something he was accustomed to.

It'll get better...

Kamiwaii had no clue what was next for him. The conversation he had prior with his mother lingered in his head on repeat. The argument was the very reason which caused him to fleet in a fit of rage from the one place that he was suppose to call home in the first place.

But where could he go?

He had no real companions to confide in, no role models to guide him, no family close by to seek refuge to. So with no where else to run, he headed back.

But suddenly, Kamiwaii was hit with a state of reverie. Hypnotic in a way, as if something was calling to him. Luring Kamiwaii away from his set destination.

He wasn't sure why he felt so compelled to go in the particular direction, but it was strong.

So he took a different path.

Kamiwaii walked along a wide gravel trail leading to what seemed like nowhere. However, far in the distance someone awaited him. Mugging and robbery was nothing new to Kamiwaii Mashita, so the thought of being a victim of something that he was usually the culprit of, was prominent.

The tall dark stranger deemed non-detrimental at first glance. Although he was unarmed, Kamiwaii considered the stranger insignificant enough to subdue him.

You can take him if you need to...

But in all actuality, there was no question that the sight of Kamiwaii was laughable to the stranger. He wasn't a frail boy, quite athletic in his build. But in all likelihood, he was an easy licking.

And there he was—

Nearing the stranger, Kamiwaii noticed the man's presence was alarming. Even though his senses spiked with concern and regret, Kamiwaii continued to remain calm.

"Fine day to take a long nice walk huh?" The stranger chuckled then took a step forward to walk along side Kamiwaii, friendly nudging him in the process.

The stranger's attire was proper and sleek. Wearing a tailored suit, a crisp pinstriped shirt and a red tie with slick black dress shoes, all was missing was the axe and black gloves.

Why would someone dressed so dapper be walking out here?

Kamiwaii hesitated. "......Yeah, I guess you can say that."

"Yeah..." The stranger chuckled. "It keeps me grounded."

Kamiwaii frowned. "Huh?"

"You know..." The stranger cleared his throat. "It's really taboo but, when you're in your head sometimes, you might think the only way to stop the mental pain, is by replacing it with physical pain. Makes you think that causing yourself pain could do the trick, but taking a good stroll might be the most healthiest solution, right?"