Nothing Special

Prologue

"I don't want you to goooo!" A little girl whined. She had long black hair and blue eyes. She was the little sister of emo Marco. "Calm down, Mary. I'll still be here for a few days." Marco said quietly, reading a manga. He was always so into romance stories. Nobody knew why. "Then what will you do for fun?! I want to spend time with you!" Mary exclaimed. "Nothing special." Marco mumbled. "You're going to be going to grandma's place. That's the only safe place for you." He said. Mary frowned and moved Marco's hair away from his left eye. "Are you sure that you'll be okay?" Mary asked worriedly. She knew how emotional Marco got when he was alone. He only feared one thing though. She has to stay at grandma's. If she got killed...I wouldn't be myself. Marco thought. There were people after his family. They already took away their mother and father. So Marco had to take care of Mary since she was only 2 years old when they disappeared. He didn't want to leave her behind, but he knew that they were all just after him. "Marco?" Mary called, waving her hand in front of his face. Marco was spacing out. He was just so worried about his sister. She's only 5 so she wouldn't be able to take care of herself. "MARCO!" Mary screamed. Marco flinched and looked at her. "Sorry. I was just thinking about mom and dad." Marco whispered. Mary smiled a bit and started brushing Marco's soft hair. "So why did you put black nail polish on your fingers? And why do you always cover up your left eye with your hair?" She asked. "Well I just like dark colors and I love this hairstyle." Marco answered. His sister is really annoying but he still loves her. He just wished that they spent more time together. "When you leave, I'll come and find you when I get older!" Mary exclaimed. Marco sighed but smiled. "Sure. I won't forget. Just please be careful." He said. Mary nodded. "I'll be at the park sometime in 2016!" She said. Marco quickly sat up and looked around. "Mary?" He called out. He noticed that he wasn't at his hometown anymore. I don't understand... Was that just a flashback? A dream? Marco was very confused. He felt like his flashback was trying to tell him something. There had to be a reason why he had that flashback. "Mary..." Marco whispered. He looked at his calendar. September 16, 2016. His eyes slowly widened. "Could this mean that...Mary is here?" He asked himself.