Nothing Special

Chapter 1

Marco sat there for a few minutes and wondered. "It must be nothing special." He whispered to himself. He laid back down and slept for days. He was awoken by the thought of Mary. I'll be at the park sometime in 2016! Marco got up and yawned. He got dressed and decided to head out. He was going to go to a café until he knew he had to check the park. He ran to the park and stopped, surprised at what he saw. There was a girl with short blue and black hair. She had eye shadow, dark blue eyes, a black hoodie, ripped jeans, black sneakers, and an eye patch? The young girl was sitting on a bench, playing with her cat. Marco slowly walked over, squinting to make sure he knew what he was seeing. The girl looked up at him and he just stared back. He noticed that she was so pale and had piercings on her bottom lip. "Marco...?" The girl whispered. "Are you...Mary?" He asked. And he was correct. It was his little sister Mary. She looked so much different then how she was in the past. Marco was barely able to recognize her. Mary jumped up and gave Marco a tight squeeze, trying to hurt him purposely. "Where were you?! I waited here for days! Me and Ritaru had to stay in a hotel! I came here everyday!" Mary exclaimed. "Listen, i'm sor-" "SORRY WON'T MAKE UP FOR THIS!" Mary yelled, interrupting Marco. He did not like this side of Mary. Even though she used to be annoying, he loved how cheerful she was. He noticed that tears ran down her cheek. He gently patted her head and sighed. "Come with me." He said, grabbing Mary's hand. He walked her to his house and locked the door behind them. She looked around the place, surprised at what big house Marco has lived in all by himself. "You can have the master room." He mumbled. Ritaru, Mary's black and dark blue cat, sharpened his claws on Marco's pants. He had dark blue stripes because Mary dyed his fur. Marco sighed and held Ritaru, looking into his blue cat eyes. "You're really dumb." A voice said. It sounded like a little boy. Marco looked around, really confused. "Who said that?" He asked. He then looked at Ritaru suspiciously. "It was me, dummy." Ritaru hissed. "You shouldn't have left Mary like that. She lost her eye in a war!" He said, jumping down. Marco wanted to hear more but wanted to hear it all from Mary. He walked upstairs to the room she was in and found an old notebook on the shelf. Since Mary was sleeping, he decided to look through it. He opened it and saw pentagrams and paranormal like things. Marco was shocked and he knew that something was wrong. This isn't the real Mary.