Shadow Mikey

Stretching her hands toward the circle, she was ready for nothing to happen—his danger level never changed in all those years.

But as she touched it, she felt her soul get sucked in, her surroundings twisting and distorting around her. It was as if she were being pulled into a vortex, her body engulfed by a swirling darkness.

Surprise surged through her as she realized what was happening. The world around her blurred and shifted, colors blending together in a dizzying whirlwind.

As she was pulled deeper into the abyss, she felt her senses begin to fade. Sounds became muffled, sights became distorted, and even her sense of touch seemed to slip away.

In that moment, she felt an overwhelming sense of disorientation. It was as if she were being torn apart, her very essence being pulled apart at the seams.

And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, it stopped. She found herself standing in front of the abandoned parking garage, the echoes of the violent scene still ringing in her ears.

Abruptly, everything stopped. Kiran found herself standing in front of a massive parking garage—an eerie, abandoned structure that loomed over her like a forgotten monolith.

Inside, a chaotic scene unfolded before her eyes. A gang fight raged on, the air thick with the sounds of screaming, roaring, and the clash of bodies. The scene was bathed in chaos, the whimper of pain echoing off the cold, concrete walls.

As Kiran stood there, suspended in the surreal moment, she felt disconnected from her body. Her feet didn't touch the ground, and her sense of proprioception, the awareness of her body's position and movement, was completely lost in the dizzying whirl of sensations.

As she stood there, a boy with a buzz cut and a large tattoo on his head lunged toward her with a menacing roar. "Ahhhhh!! DIE!" he bellowed, his fist aimed directly at her.

Instinctively, Kiran flinched, but , the boy's punch passed straight through her body, as if she were nothing but air. She felt a rush of cold wind as the punch dissipated, leaving her unscathed 

Kiran, a simple girl at heart—excluding her ability—rarely found herself in situations where she had to confront violence or chaos head-on. So, witnessing a gang fight unfold before her eyes left her both stunned and intrigued.

"Wow," she exclaimed softly, her eyes wide with fascination as she watched the scene play out before her , Can she lay down and watch it with popcorn in her hand ? 

Forgive the cliche, but it felt like a scene straight out of a superhero movie, except Kiran was pretty sure she wasn't the protagonist in this story. She was more like the extra in the background who accidentally wandered into the shot.

But — of course she can't 

"The fact I succeed mean one thing — Shit is about to hit the fan " As she thought so, another boy kick toward her direction , Momentarily frozen ,She felt cold air again - Fuck! She knows she can't get hurt but  still flinch, How pathetic 

Forgetting about it, Kiran tried her best to ignore the punches and kicks directed towards her direction. The parking garage was vast, and she needed to navigate through the chaos quickly.

Suddenly, her brow furrowed as her eyes fixed on a dark shadow rising in the air. The shadow reminded her of the blond boy, but this one was much larger—it practically touched the ceiling.

This was the first time she had seen something like this.

With an ominous feeling in her heart, she took a step towards where the black shadow was rising, making her way through the brawl.

There, she saw him—Mikey—lying amidst a mound of old, rusty cars. The shadow seemed to emanate from him, it wasn't enveloping him like real life - but instead raising just above him 

He was lying on his chest  perhaps unconscious, 

"Mikey," Kiran muttered, her lips pressed together anxiously as she approached him. A wave of helplessness washed over her as she Goes towards him 

"Oh!" she exclaimed, as she noticed the red tint in his hair. "Mikey, you're bleeding! " Kiran's voice trembled with concern as she knelt beside Mikey, her eyes widening at the sight of blood staining his blond hair.

"Mikey, are you okay?" she called out, her tone filled with worry.

She couldn't help but add a touch of sarcasm, "Aren't you supposed to be undefeatable?" 

"Come on, wake up," she urged, gently patting his cheek. "This isn't the place for a nap."

But Mikey remained unconscious, his form limp against the pile of rusty cars. Kiran sighed, closing her eyes and looking upward— He can't hear her , neither can feel her presence 

Suddenly, a boy with streaks of black and dark blond hair appeared, crouching down beside Mikey. Kiran glanced at the person , His ears adorned with bell-shaped earrings added an unexpected touch to his appearance.

"Is that all you got, Mikey?" he taunted, his voice filled with a mix of mockery and challenge. Kiran couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the audacity of his question

' What's with this —walking disco ' 

The scene distorted once again, and Kiran found herself standing in front of a tunnel, her surroundings blurring as if traveling at the speed of light.

When the chaos settled, she looked up to see Mikey being held by two boys, one of whom was wielding a steel pipe. Kiran's eyes widened in disbelief as she heard the boy declare, "I am going down in history as a hero after killing my enemy."

"Oi oi," Kiran exclaimed, feeling like she had stumbled into a bizarre circus act. "What in the world is happening here? Does this dude want to pluck all my feathers? Why is he hitting Mikey, and with a steel pipe no less?"

Mikey, on the receiving end of the blow, looked up with fiery eyes, his voice dripping with anger and menace. "So, you kill your enemy? Is that the reason you killed my brother?" His words hung heavy in the air, laden with dark emotions.

Kiran, who had been a mere bystander in the unfolding scene, felt a sudden chill run down her spine at Mikey's words. As he spoke, the dark shadow emanating from him seemed to swell and become more violent, pulsating with an ominous energy.

As the suffocating feeling began to swell — Which stop the moment she enter the parallel reality — within her once more, Kiran took a deep breath, attempting to calm her racing heart. But the sense of dread only intensified as the shadow looming over Mikey swelled ominously.

In the next moment, the scene distorted once again, and Kiran found herself standing in a crowd of onlookers. Her eyes widened as she witnessed Mikey repeatedly striking the face of the boy named Kazutora, the sound of each blow echoing in her ears.

The crowd around them murmured in shock and disbelief, She felt a surge of panic rising within her as she watched the violence unfold before her eyes.

As Kiran's attention was drawn to the shadowy figure standing near Mikey, it seemed to be composed of swirling darkness, like a gathering storm. Despite her unease, she couldn't look away.

The figure slowly morphed into the vague shape of a boy, as the sounds of the ongoing fight echoed around them. Mikey's punches resonated, and the blood of Kazutora began to cover the Mikey face " I WILL KILL YOU " Mikey announced,As he picked up Kazutora and hit him with kick right at Kazutora stomach , Making Kazutora throw blood from mouth ...Again and again.Mikey hit him 

' He is gonna die ' Kiran thought as realisation hit her ' Is that the reason? '

Her gaze landed on Shadow again but unlike before the shadow took on an unsettling resemblance to Mikey, Kiran's heart skipped a beat. Her instincts screamed at her to flee, but she remained rooted to the spot, unable to tear her gaze away.

Then, the figure's head turned in her direction, and their eyes locked. Kiran felt a chill run down her spine as she stared into the abyss-like gaze of the shadowy entity.

In a voice that seemed to emanate from the depths of the underworld, the figure erric voice resonate beside her ears: "Touch."

Before Kiran could react, the figure materialized in front of her, its form twisting and contorting in the dim light. A sinister smile crept across its shadowy face as it repeated its demand: "Touch me."

"Who are you?" Kiran asked in a daze, her voice trembling with uncertainty.

Who is he ?

The shadow, with Mikey's features, looked at her, tilting his head innocently as his dark grey hair cascaded over his shoulder. "I am MIKEY," he replied softly with his erric voice

"Are you?" Kiran questioned, her brow furrowing as she scrutinized the shadow figure. This was unlike anything she had ever encountered before, and Lord heaven does it intrigued her immensely.

"Hmm... I am," Shadow Mikey affirmed, taking a step closer to her. If she were in the real world, she would definitely distance herself from him or be scared of him. But this is a parallel reality where only her soul can travel, not her body.

But 

But suddenly, she FELT his hands on her waist as he embraced her, his touch gentle yet firm, pulling her closer to him. His head nestled against her neck, his breath warm against her skin as he inhaled deeply, as if savoring her scent. Kiran's heart raced with a mixture of fear and something else, something she couldn't quite identify. , Taking a long breath of her scent, Shadow Mikey looked up at the girl,Whose eyes was filled with disbelief and horror,Making Shadow Mikey tigten his hold on her 

Swish-!

With the same feeling of disorienting , Kiran found herself back in the real world, her hand still resting on the top of Mikey's head. She blinked in confusion, her eyes meeting his dark orbs filled who was looking at her with same shocked expression Kiran has .

From an outside perspective, it might have appeared as though she was simply petting Mikey, but the truth of the moment was far more complex.

Mikey's voice broke the tense silence, his words barely above a whisper. "Your eyes can change color?" he murmured, 

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