Prologue - Why Me?


"Hiro Naoya, my office please." Hiro rolled his eyes as he followed the principal into his office. What could he have possibly done this time? Hiro wasn't exactly a trouble maker, he was just a little misunderstood. Every time something happened, he was usually on the top of the list to be brought in about it. It was the last day of school, so he wasn't too worried about it today.

"Mr. Naoya, it has been brought to my attention that you have been diagnosed as mentally unstable." Hiro sighed and pulled the headphones off his head, giving his attention to the old man behind the desk.

"Yeah? I wasn't aware of this. What's the big deal? Even if I am, it's not getting between me and my schoolwork, so what's the problem?" The principal sighed, leaning forward in his seat and rifling through a nearby filing cabinet. He pulled out Hiro's permanent record and tossed it across the desk to him.

"Yes Hiro, I know you are one of the brightest kids in this school. Also, from how many times you and your parents have been in here to talk with me, I'm certain you would be our smartest student if you would only apply yourself more. Now, I know you younger kids are busy with your lives and don't pay much attention to school, but you'll find it very important later on." Hiro rolled his eyes again as he glanced through it. There were numerous counts of destruction of school property, plus a few for violence in the classroom. Hiro was usually a very reserved person; he was quiet and it tended to make people around him frightened because of just how quiet he was.

"What does that have to do with my mental well-being?"

"Right of course. Anyway, I talked to your parents about it and it seems they hadn't ever known that you had a mental disorder." He raised an eyebrow at his principal.

"Neither did I." The old man sighed.

"Hiro, I'm sure you are aware that you have violent tendencies. I'm also sure you are aware that these 'violent streaks' only surface once in a great while. That check-up with the nurse last week filled in the few blanks still missing. Hiro, I believe that you have a multiple personality disorder." His eyes widened as he looked at the man.

"What!? I don't have any kind of multiple personality disorder!"

"Not one that you are consciously aware of anyway. I'm sure you've talked to him at least once before. Am I right, Hiro?" Hiro pulled back in his seat, trying to put distance between himself and the man across the desk.

"And you're saying I'm mentally unstable!? I'm outta here." He quickly stood and left the office, pulling the headphones back on when he was out of the room and cranking the volume up as he walked down the crowded hallway.

"Hiro." Hiro continued to walk down the hall, eyes closed and not even noticing the female voice from behind him. Raven growled and stomped over to him, pulling the earpiece off his ear and letting go. It smacked into his ear and caused him to jump in surprise. He dropped the headphones around his neck and smirked slightly at her. She was a pretty young woman with azure hair and orchid eyes. She wore a tight sleeveless top and a pair of baggy jeans.

"Hey headphones, what did the principal want?" Hiro scratched his head. Hiro himself wore dark clothes, dark gray shirt and black baggy pants. His hair was short and black with a natural red-orange at the tips.

"Oh yeah, supposedly I have some kind of multiple personality disorder. I told him he was the one with the mental problem and left it at that. What's he gonna do? It's the last day of school." Raven smirked.

"I was thinking you were covering for Gekko again." Somebody from down the hall cried out Hiro's name and she rolled her eyes.

"Speak of the devil." Gekko came bounding up to the two, his face beaming as usual. He was the shortest of the three, and Hiro was a few inches taller than Raven.

"I'm gonna miss you guys. It's not gonna be the same around here without you." Raven messed up his blonde hair and he growled as he worked quickly to fix it.

"You shouldn't worry about it too much. I mean, you spend most of your at school sleeping anyway. We'll be in touch, don't worry." Gekko smiled at Hiro's response. While Hiro acted cold, he was actually a really nice guy if you took the time to get to know him. Raven jerked Hiro's head down to her side as she caught him in a headlock.

"That's right, me and knuckle-head will still be around." Hiro grunted and pulled free, shoving his hands deep into his pockets. Gekko smiled at him again. The two were close friends; they had known each other for years. Gekko dressed the complete opposite of Hiro as far as color went. Where Hiro preferred dark clothing, Gekko preferred to be as bright as possible. That was about as far as the differences went, aside from the fact that Hiro almost always seemed to be in a constant state of depression. Never did Hiro have a smile on his face, he was always reserved and he was always frowning. The only people that could ever make him smile were Gekko and Raven.

"Well guys, I gotta get home. I need to pack."

"Oh yeah, that's right! You need any help Hiro?" Raven asked as she clung to his arm. Hiro had been in a long running dispute with his parents. He was always late in at night, mainly because he enjoyed hanging out with Gekko and Raven. The two loved to dance, and wherever they decided to go he usually got dragged along. The only thing that kept his parents from being too suspicious of him was his grades. They had promised if he kept his grades up through high school and promised to go to college they would pay for him to rent out an apartment on the other side of town.

"No, I can cover it. It's not like I have a whole lot to move out anyway, only a box or two." Raven nodded and let go of him.

"Remember, my offer still stands. If you decide you can't handle being alone, you can always move in with me." Gekko stated as Hiro began to walk ahead of the two. Hiro smirked and messed up his hair. Again, Gekko growled and fixed it.

"Thanks Gekko, I'll keep it in mind. Catch you two later." They waved as Hiro disappeared down the hall.


"That idiot has some nerve, accusing me of having multiple personalities. I've never had any kind of problem with a split personality, never have and never will." Hiro sighed and dismissed the incident. No point in worrying about it when he could just chock it up to bad luck. Five minutes from now, he'd be home. Another five minutes and he'd be on his way out. And school was over. Now, he could kick back for a while before he enrolled for college in the fall semester.


"I'm home!" Hiro called as he pulled the door open, and made his way to the fridge. Nobody answered him, not that he had really expected anybody to be home. His parents never seemed to be home when he was, yet they expected him to love and respect them. Hiro rolled his eyes and dismissed the thought as he pulled his last bottle of sweet tea from the fridge and closed it behind him before making his way upstairs to his room.

"Hiro, can you come down here for a second!" His mother called from downstairs. Hiro placed the headphones back on his ears as he grabbed his belongings and made his way back downstairs.

"Sure, can you make this quick though? I need to be moved in before six and it's five already." Hiro placed his things in a nearby chair before glancing over at the open doorway to see his mother standing behind three men. One was dressed in a business suit; the other two were in white doctor's uniforms.

"Hey, what the hell's going on!?" His mother remained silent, he wondered for a moment where his father was. The man in the suit took a step toward him.

"Mr. Naoya, your mother has informed me that she wants us to take you in for a while to examine you. Just to make sure you are alright. Don't worry we will take care of your belongings. Can you come with us please?" He shook his head and took a step back.

"What the hell are you talking about!? I'm not going anywhere. Mom, what's going on here!" She looked over at him.

"It's alright Hiro, I'm just acting on your principal's opinion. He said the best thing to do would be admitting you to a rehabilitation center to keep you under observation for a while."

"No, bug off! I'm not going anywhere with you nut jobs!" He turned to head back upstairs when the two doctors, he presumed, grabbed his arms and pulled him back. Hiro tried to pull free, but he had never been a very strong person. The two easily overpowered him, dragging him backwards. Hiro's head dropped forward for a moment, he then looked back up and growled at the two.

"You heard him, I'm not going anywhere!" In a burst of previously unseen strength, Hiro tossed one of them over his shoulder. The man fell to the ground as Hiro turned and sent his knee into the other's gut. As the second fell, he pushed past the suit and made a run for the door. When he reached the door, the men tackled him to the ground. Hiro looked up, glaring at his mother with his coffee brown eyes.

"They can't keep me locked up forever, I'll be back." He growled when his head was forced down. The two restrained him and picked him up; he glared at his mother again. She took a step back and tried to keep the fear off her face.

"Don't struggle Hiro, it only makes it worse."

"Shut up!" He spat at her. She moved away as the two led him out of the house and shoved him into the back of a small black car. The car started.

"What's going on!? Where the fuck do you think you're taking me!" He looked at the man beside him, who stayed silent as the car rolled down the street. He tried to move his arms, but something was holding them in place.

"Keep quiet Mr. Naoya, we'll be there in a few minutes."

"I'm not Mr. Naoya, don't call me Hiro either! The name's Jin."


"So, who am I speaking to right now? Hiro?" Hiro rolled his eyes and tried to stand up, but he was firmly secured to the chair he had been placed in.

"Wow, you're a real genius. Of course I'm Hiro idiot! I always have been and always will be! Now, if you would be so kind as to let me go I'd appreciate it. I still need to get my stuff into the apartment." The man behind the desk shook his head.

"Hiro, can I talk to Jin for a minute?" He frowned at the man.

"Jin? What the hell are you talking about? I don't know any Jin." The man sighed and stood up, walking over to Hiro.

"Look, Hiro, it is very important that I speak with Jin. You want to leave, and I want to help you. The only way to make both of us happy is to get rid of Jin."

"I already told you, I don't know anybody named Jin!"

"You are only making this difficult for yourself Hiro. If you want to leave, cooperate!" Hiro sighed in exasperation.

"I don't know anybody name Jin, now can you please let me leave?" He asked calmly, hoping to get a yes answer.

"No, take him to his room." On order, two men came in and removed him from the chair, picking him up and taking him away. The man took a seat back behind his desk as Hiro was removed from the office.

"A split personality disorder where the patient isn't aware of the other's presence, I haven't seen one of these in a while. This could take some time." He could still here Hiro shouting in protest as he was pulled down the hall. The young man would cooperate eventually. It would only be a matter of time until his second personality surfaced. And once it did, things would move much more quickly. Hiro's cries of protest could still be heard until he was finally taken up to the second level and placed in his room.