DAN'S POV
White.
I was born into a world of nothing but white and black. From the hospital to the corridors of Battery City, my life was only black and white.
Until March 22nd 2019 I knew nothing different. I'd wake up at 7:00AM precisely, take my medication, go to school, have the same lessons and come home. When I arrive home I'd sit in silence before going back to bed. No Television, No Music. Nothing to inspire me.
March 21st 2019. 21:59
From what you've heard so far I would like to emphasise the fact I am not normal in this world. I am special because I can hear music. In my head I'm able to hear sounds and beats.
"Anyway the wind blows-"
"She's the tear in my-"
"Because it's nine in th-"
"I hope you had the time-"
"When I was-"
I shook my head violently and stood up. The white leather sofa made a large squelching noise as my ass cane off it. Tiredly, I walked to the kitchen to take my medication.
Slipping the pill into my mouth I stretched, deciding to make my way to my white walled, black bedded room.
I stepped inside the room. My white desk blended into the walls and my tv was built directly into them. My bed was the only thing that stood out with it's black covers. I crawled under the warm duvet and sighed.
I'm not happy.
My eyes fluttered shut and I fell into a sleep, hoping to never wake up.
***
Saturday, March 22nd 2019. 7AM.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
Groaning, I reached over and turned off my alarm clock. My apartment, empty as always, was freezing so I decided to go put the heating on. I threw my white covers off and stood up. I was in my ordinary white pyjamas which had the small BL/ind logo on the sleeves and pockets. It was a black smiley face which made me feel uncomfortable.
I muttered under my breath, "heating," which made a small blue hologram appear in front of me. It showed many small individual bits of data and I waved my hand against the bit that said '0°c' until it said '15°c'. The blue holographic light disappeared as I yawned.
It being Saturday I could go to the town or watch the shit TV BL/ind put on.
I'd rather go to bed please.
Sighing, I walked to my door and pushed it open to go to the kitchen and make some tea. What I saw, however, was a mess of upturned tables and a man in bright blue and pink aiming a blaster at me. He had dark ebony hair, with a streak of purple going down the fringe, which contrasted with his perfectly pale skin and his eyes were so blue you could almost go swimming in them.
"Sorry." He mouthed, "no witnesses." He shot a laser of bright green at me, knocking me unconscious in seconds.
A/N: Hi! So i'VE BEEN WORKING ON THIS FOR AGES. this drafts been here longer than dogwalkers and i've rewritten it like 5 times so whoop!
thank to mcrx_poison for actually motivating me to do shit.
