Remember, double posts are allowed as long as it adds something to the story.
Yes, the beginning flashbacks are a bit confusing. Just a few readovers will do.

Kotaro: Faded Memories
Chapter 1: Flashback
Graveyard stepped through the entrance of a vacant graveyard. The area was dark and covered with fog, with gave away an eerie scent that could drive anyone terrified.
He shuffled his white hair and coughed, shaking the mysterious locket wrapped around his wrist. He hadn’t known how he ever got that, but he hasn’t known about lots of things since his memories had been taken away somehow. Perhaps, his memories had been stored in the bracelet, but he’s attempted to take the energy from the locket before. Nothing would happen. “Is this the place…? Looks like a graveyard… it can’t be here,” Graveyard whispered to himself. Despite his doubt, he continued in the cemetary. His vision was blurry, but that was probably from all the fog. He rubbed his eyes repeatedly in order to see more clearly. “God damn it, stupid fog everywhere.” Graveyard raised his right hand, and a large blade appeared in his hand. He took one large swipe, and the fog abruptly cleared away. The man continued further until he spotted a worn-out house. It was all wooden and damaged.
“Could it be…?” Graveyard walked towards the abandoned house. He entered the house and looked around.
Suddenly, his mind went blank, his vision went blurry, his head was beating heavily. Graveyard grimaced as he fell to the ground clutching his head. “Agh!” he sounded angrily. “What the hell is this feeling?!” He was breathing loudly. Graveyard could feel the dust from the floor entering his mouth and the wooden planks underneath him creaking creepily. His vision turned white, and for a moment, he felt relief. After, he could see bits of his house, but his vision was distorted. There were people inside of it. A man, and a woman rushed towards him. Graveyard recognized them as his parents and began to get up to see them. His parents ran passed him, not knowing if he was even there. Graveyard slowly got up and turned around to see what was happening outside. He saw a boy, about 15 years of age, angrily punching his fists into the dirt. The man and the woman surrounded the boy, trying to calm him down. The boys screams turned into a large roar, and from there, he transformers into a big and black demon with sharpened claws. Graveyard watched motionless. He noticed another girl, about the same age watching him and crying. She threw necklace at the boy, and Graveyard listened carefully to her words.
“You mustn’t be angry! I will see you again, I promise. This necklace will help you remind of me,” the girl said calmly. And then, her face unleashed a smile. The boy, as the demon, calmed itself down. He turned back into a normal human and looked at the necklace.
The boy looked up at the girl as she walked away. He stood up, with the necklace in hand. He stared at it for a brief moment, as his face turned angry. The boy whipped the necklace into the ground and stormed away with his man and woman beside him.
The man, woman and the boy walked into the house, ignoring the quizzical being watching them. Graveyard stood up and walked towards the necklace on the ground. He stared at it, but then fainted abruptly.
Graveyard slowly opened his eyes to the scene of the silent graveyard. He got up, with a confused look on his face. “What happened?” he said, scratching his head. “Did I have a flashback…? Were those part of my memories? Damn.” Graveyard looked below him, the same necklace from the flashback was there. “Who was that boy…? Was it me? But I don’t remember having a monster being unleashed from my body… but then again, I don’t remember anything. The last thing I remember was that I felt my life being sucked out of me. Shoot, shoot, shoot, what happened…?”
Graveyard looked down back at the necklace. He lifted a finger and touched the emblem attached to it. Again, his vision became blurry and his head was hurting. “More memories being collected?!” His vision regained and he saw the girl staring at him.
“Sorry to tell you this… but… I have to leave,” the girl spoke softly.
“What?!” the words forcefully popped out of Graveyard’s mouth, but sounded as if it was the boy’s. “Why?! No! But I’m so happy with you!”
“I must, something to do with my mother…,” the girl answered, sounding a bit uneasy. “Please, don’t be mad…”
“I’m not mad… I’m…,” the boy’s voice paused. “I’m not mad!” Graveyard felt anger rushing out of him, and from there, he felt power unleashing. Graveyard felt tense and sane. He screamed aloud, only to wake up to the silent graveyard again.
“What’s going on, damn it?!” Graveyard shouted into the cloudy sky. “Why does this all have to be so confusing?!” He sat onto the dirt, clutching on the necklace. “Who was that girl? Did I ever meet her again? Tell me!” he screamed at the necklace. “God, I just need to work this out. What I just saw, must’ve happened before the first thing I saw. Of course. So I had some kind of demon possessed in me, while I was in love with this girl? And this girl had to move, which made me angry, and unleashed the demon within me. Yes, yes. But why hasn’t it ever happened now? But who is that girl…? Come on… remember!” Graveyard slapped his forehead with his palm. “It could be any girl in the world… I don’t need her anyways. Think, think.” He scrolled through the memories in his head, thinking about the memories he also currently had before this encounter. Graveyard looked through the memories obtained from the Red Dragon. And then, he gasped.
***
“Kotaro! Kotaro! Wake up!” Hikari’s voice boomed around Kotaro’s head. Hikari was an attractive female, and a mother to her son, Kotaro. She had long black hair that went down to her back. Although she was very attractive, she was also very serious. Her hazel eyes were very calm and serene.
Kotaro, being the young and lazy teenager he is, drowsily replied, “not yet, mom!” He had dark brown hair, that was messy at most times. His eyes were light blue and shut tightly.
“It’s time for breakfast,” Hikari said, standing beside him. Kotaro didn’t say anything. Hikari responded to his silence by grabbing his pillow and throwing it across the room.
“Hey mom! It’s rude to disturb someone while they are sleeping!” Kotaro said. Hikari looked at him with stern eyes.
A few moments later, Hikari came down the stairs, with her fingers locked tightly to Kotaro’s ear. She sat him down and looked at him. “Kotaro, it’s 12 pm. You need to learn to be less lazy. You need to get up early, to eat breakfast. People would be having their lunch right now. After you eat, we’re going to train. Got it?”
“Yeah, mom,” Kotaro moaned.
“Thank you,” Hikari replied, kissing him on the forehead.
Kotaro munched on the two slices of toast with butter for about 5 minutes. He finished the last of it and threw his hands up. “I’m done, mom!” he proclaimed loudly.
“Kotaro, I’m right here,” Hikari answered, looking at him from across the table.
“Alright, it’s time to train,” Kotaro stood up, stretched and threw punches into the air. “I’m ready!”
“Good, good,” Hikari commented. “Grab your sword and meet me in the back,” she said, taking her sword out of the sheath she was carrying.
Kotaro and Hikari stood on the grass, their swords readied to fight.
“Show me how you fight,” Hikari said.
Kotaro nodded and charged at his mother. He lifted his sword and prepared to slash. Hikari reacted quickly and dodged it, by swiftly leaping to the side. Kotaro quickly turned towards his mother and let their swords encounter each other. Kotaro gave each of his aggressive blows power, but Hikari also sensed them and blocked them with her blade. She gave one horizontal swipe, but Kotaro ducked it and prepared for an uppercutting attack. Kotaro grinned mischievously; he was confident that he would be able to finally fight off his mother. Hikari didn’t give any expression, but a serious look as she delivered a swift side kick to the Kotaro’s cheek. He shouted aloud, losing the grip of his sword and the balance of his feet. Kotaro fell to the ground.
“You really thought you had me there, huh Kotaro?” Hikari asked, smirking. “When there’s a great chance you can hit, there’s also a great chance you’ll be hit. Remember that, so don’t lose your guard while you’re being aggressive.”
“Yes, mom,” Kotaro said, rubbing the side of his face.
In that moment, a scream sounded through Kotaro and Hikari’s ears.
Hikari looked around abrutply while Kotaro stood up.
“What was that?” Kotaro questioned, concerned.
The screams continued again, and were joined by more people’s shouts.
“Sounds like it’s coming from the village,” Hikari alerted. “Come on, Kotaro. Let’s go.”
“Yes, mother,” Kotaro responded, following his mother.
They dashed through the forest together quickly, dodging the trees in their way. The screams and shouts were becoming louder. Hikari stopped as she gazed around the village area. Kotaro joined with her, and his eyes became wide.
Bodies of dead people had been scattered on the floor with blood surrounding them. Kotaro and Hikari walked through the dead bodies.
“What happened…?” Hikari whispered, putting her fingers to her lips.
“Please don’t hurt me!” a voice said, terrified.
Kotaro and Hikari saw a woman, being held up by her the collar of her dress. He looked deeply into her eyes, and sighed. He took out his sword and sliced the woman’s neck. The man threw her aside.
“Who is that…?” Kotaro asked his mother.
Hikari didn’t reply, but just watched. She knew it was Graveyard. Graveyard turned to their direction and examined Kotaro and Hikari.
“Their names…,” Graveyard muttered to himself. “Kotaro and Hikari Yoshidara. The only two names I actually knew after my memories were erased.”
“It’s you!” Kotaro screamed, pointing his finger at him. “You did all of this! You monster!” He brought his sword up.
“Don’t fight just yet, Kotaro,” Hikari warned. “We can’t… he’s too strong.”
The three stared at each other for a long moment.
“Just run, Kotaro. Just run,” Hikari whispered to her son. The two darted back towards their house.
Graveyard was ready and was chasing after them in pursuit.