Ho-ly shit. It's been forever. And... I'm terribly sorry to disappoint, but I do not possess the ability, nor grasp, of where this story is going anymore.

DO NOT FRET! This story is being revised!

What does this mean? Less mind-fuck! I guess I'll keep this one up so we can compare when we get to ten chapters.

Enough of my useless rambling, I present you... the begining of Descyncronized! (Horrible name, I know)

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"Are you kidding me!" I shouted in utter annoyance. It was all I could do besides watching in sheer frustration as the teen garbed in white landed in a painful position on the Fluorentine ground. "For an Assassin, you sure don't know how to move across buildings!" I growled and took a sip Strawberry Fanta, ultimately finishing it and tossing it in the graveyard of a small pile of a combination of other Fanta, Big Red, and a strange soda called Faygo.

Lightning began cackling in the sky, soon joined by his obnoxiously loud companion. The power then cut off completely, leaving me alone in the dark. Maybe it was a new case of narcelepsy; maybe it was the crash after the rush. Either way, I felt like a train hit me and left only fatigue. I rubbed my eye several times, leaning forwards to try and keep myself awake. I glanced at the clock, shining a flashlight at it. Four thirteen. Funny, those are the numerals of the blind prophet. Oh jeez, I really was tired. My eyes were open, but I felt my body lunge forward onto the coffee table, knocking over a bowl of popcorn and empty bottle of water as I landed. Consciousness was out the door at that point.

Well... there we go. Look forward to updates coming your general direction soon enough. I myself need some sleep since 2:37 am isn't very healthy.

Please review, and expect the first chapter to be up sometime this week!