Chasing Destiny

Trenchcoats, Nobodies, and a Smoking Gun

"Jacket? Check. Phone? Check. Protection?" You trail off as you search your bag for the huge stick you had found earlier in the woods. "Check! Huh, guess this is it... Wish me luck!" you state to no one in particular as you zip up your backpack and march out of your bedroom, down the stairs, and out of your house. 

After seeing those two men earlier, you decided that once your roommate went to bed you would sneak out and survey the area. They definitely seemed to have taken an odd interest in you as you walked by... More so than any other ordinary stranger would have, anyway. 

"Here we are!" you announce once you arrive in front of the brick building. "Hey, you guys! Here I am, all by myself!" you yell, cupping your hands around your mouth to amplify your voice.

"You WHAT?!" a voice cries from a close distance away. 

You automatically jump, slowly turning around to glance behind you. A frown crosses over your face when you realize no one is there. Just where did that voice come from? Hushed murmurs reach your ears, and you start to carefully make your way down the dark alley, following the voices. You finally come to a stop when you reach the end, spotting a tall man wearing a long black trenchcoat and a white creature of some sort. You've never seen anything like it — its features look almost alien-like, including freakishly long arms. 

"What do you mean, you lost track of him?" the man in the long coat asks. 

The creature looks up at the man, its body slightly swaying. 

"Heh. You want me to show mercy to you?" the man inquires sarcastically. 

You narrow your eyes. Had the creature said something, and you just hadn't heard it? 

"'Years of service'! That means nothing to me. All I know is you failed the task you were given," the man hisses. 

Maybe the creature was telepathic, and that's how he was talking...? Either way, your internal debate is quickly interrupted when the man snaps his fingers and the creature bursts into flames. It opens its mouth in a silent scream as it collapses to the ground, disintegrating into ashes in mere seconds. The man scoffs as he runs a foot through the ashes. 

You do everything you can to keep from screaming as someone suddenly places a hand over your mouth and pulls you backwards. Frantically glancing up, your eyes widen when you see Roxas standing behind you, a scowl on his face. 

"What the hell are you doing?" he whispers angrily. "You know better than to walk around at night, by yourself!" 

You rip his hand off of your mouth and glare at him.

"Well, for your information, I saw these two guys staring at me earlier... And they definitely WEREN'T from around here... I was trying to find them, until I stumbled into this freak show!" you explain, pointing in the direction of the mysterious man in the middle of the Sandlot.

Roxas follows your finger with his vision, his eyes narrowed.