Prologue

"Gryphzor!" a young man called loudly, waving his hand in an eccentric beckoning gesture. The white dog came over immediately, tail wagging and head looking up at his master. Toby Turner crouched in front of him: "As soon as I get back, we are vlogging mister!" he ruffled the dogs' head, knowing it was weird to talk to animals; then again, that was sort of the definition of him. Weird. But in a good way. Not the creepy, I-know-where-you-live sort of way.

He stood, walked to the front door (pocketing his wallet of darkness then redness then whiteness as he did) and unlocked the door, casting one manic look at his dog. "No parties while I'm out, Gryphzor! Don't pretend I don't know what you do when I'm gone!"

The dog merely whined in response and buried his face in his paws. The tall man let out a laugh before practically leaping out of his house.

Locking his door behind him, he rushed to his car ("The outside light, it burns!") and buckled himself in, humming random tunes under his breath, before reversing from the drive and trundling down the road. He needed some food, God dangit!

I seriously need to take a break from video games, he thought to himself, twiddling with the radio dials, Otherwise I'm gonna end up shrivelling with the lack of light.

Knowing that he'd never lay off the video games, he continued fiddling with the dials until he found a good song. He blasted the volume and started nodding his head up and down crazily to the tune, the driver in the car next to him casting him odd looks. Toby just turned and waved, making the driver look even more freaked out, if that was even possible.

But that one tiny action caused his eyes to wonder from the road for a second. That one tiny action set everything in to motion, and, if it wasn't for this tiny action, this story would've never happened.

Toby tore his eyes back from the man, only to see a huge black Alsation run across the road. Hazel-green eyes widened as a foot slammed on the break and long-fingered hands turned the steering wheel with such ferocity that it might've fallen off if it hadn't been made so well.

The last thing the Youtube celebrity could remember was a loud crash, followed by total darkness. Almost like a reflex, his mind feebly thought Intro of darkness…

And so, our story begins….

Considering this is the prologue, its gonna be a lot shorter than other chapters. And I'm sorry if Toby was OOC. It's really hard to capture his persona in words :L