A young man in a white shirt and black pants sat on a swing set. It was such an ordinary looking swing that it could be a part of a flowerbed. The man, who was nineteen years old, was sitting on a swing and was looking at the navy blue sky. He had very short blond hair and was wearing very ordinary clothes, as if he was a lesser than ordinary person. He narrowed his hard blue eyes and then lowered them as he slipped out of the swing set.
He raised his palms together and placed them on his knees. Then he stood up, bringing them together again. He shook his head, closing his eyes, and then let his left hand go. Immediately a dark green light shone around his body. The man's clothes turned black as the green light wrapped around him.
Then he kicked his feet forward and swung his body around. A green light chased behind him. It was like watching a water drop fall down from a water fountain. It was an interesting sight. Then the man collapsed with a thud on the green grass below. He breathed heavily, his face contorted in pain.
Immediately his body became dark green again. He breathed heavily for a few seconds and then cooled himself down. He got up again and stood next to the long thin pitch black belt, which was lying on the green grass. He ran his hand along the edge of the belt and then appeared to be staring at the belt.
Suddenly the man clasped his left fist to his right palm and looked at his hand. The green light risen up slightly and had gone around the man's head. It was a real sight that pushed the man's conscience to the edge.
The man's clothes changed. A pale blue shirt and black pants appeared out of nowhere. He slipped into the clothing and closed the buttons. Then he pushed his hands into his pockets and walked to a person who was lying concealed in the bushes. He held his hand out.
"Temporarily," the man said calmly.
The person in the bushes seemed to be pleased. He bent down to the grass and picked up the navy blue belt. He jumped up and ran deeper into the bushes. Soon the bushes became blocky and eventually disappeared.
The man turned back to the bushes and motioned with his head. He disappeared too, following the new person. Whether it was an illusion or not, either way it was observed by Gene, the man in white.
The man ran deeper into the bushes, following the other person. When he ran out into the clearing, he saw that the place was stained in blood. The man looked to his left, and suddenly he saw a person lying on the ground. The person was trapped by green and black smoke that floated around him.
The man took a lit cigarette from his pocket and caught the fire with his hand. He held the fire against the smoke and pushed it against the smoke only. The green and black smoke immediately dissipated, revealing the person again. The man walked over to him.
That particular person had pale blond hair and was wearing a plain navy blue shirt and black cargo pants. He had expensive looking shoes and a navy blue wallet in his pocket. The person had no shoes on his feet, though they were torn and stained with dirt and blood.
The man stopped next to the pale blond hair and felt the man's pulse. The man swiftly pushed his hand into the man's pocket and grabbed the navy blue wallet. He opened it and checked the name.
"Hiro," the man said.
The man looked up and stared at Hiro's face, checking all the wounds. Then he stood up and walked away from Hiro. He was walking all around the place, from one place to another. He seemed to be looking for something.
"Ah, there it is," the man said.
He walked to a crack in the ground and bent down. He picked up the item and looked at it. He held his hand out, and the item turned into an unconscious person in jeans and a black shirt. The person was very pale and had messy black hair.
The man in the white glanced at Hiro, who was unconscious on the ground. Then he turned his head to the person in his hand. It seemed to be the same person. He turned his head back to Hiro and looked at him in a strange way. He wanted to show him what he wanted to show him. Even though the man was unconscious, he needed to show him. Otherwise Hiro would never know what happened to him.
Carefully the man dropped the person onto the ground. He dropped the person onto the grass near the bushes, hoping that he would not get hurt. The man stood up and walked toward the person.