A/N: Hello. I should be shot for this… really. Anyway, do you all remember On Silver Wings? Yep, that story that sucked. This is an entirely different story because my initial plot bunny ran away and committed suicide. Tragic, I know.
Lance: So tragic, you died too.
Me: I didn't ask for your opinion. /sigh/ Enough ranting. I bring you this newly re-written self insert of mine. Here we go again! /pun not intended.
Disclaimer: This is a one time disclaimer, if you do not read it, it will not be my fault. As the summary states, there will be MULTIPLE OCs in this self insert. If you, as a reader, hate OCs for whatever reason you have, do not read. Read this warning very clearly. Thank you. Now move on and enjoy the story. Also, Tales of Symphonia will never, ever belong to me.
Dark clouds seeped into the scenery from outside my room's window, the trees rustling quietly. It was nearly eleven at night.
I typed away at my computer, chatting with my best friend. Our conversation had taken many drastic turns. From discussing horrible Chemistry, to fangirling over the various anime and video games, to fan fiction.
'Speaking of fan fiction…' I typed in the chatbox.
'Yeah? What about it? Did you manage to get that new chapter written for your self insert?' She replied seconds later.
'Actually…' I hesitated, before continuing, 'I was going to delete it.'
No reply.
'… KT, are you there?'
'Wait.' She replied. 'Why? You can't leave me and YJTC stranded in the middle of nowhere! We barely started!'
I sighed. This is gonna be one long conversation… 'I know. But compared to you and YJTC, my writing skills suck. I mean, seriously. I barely score as much as you for English.'
'That's not the point.'
'It is! I just don't have good plot ideas to carry on a story of that magnitude.' I sighed again. I really didn't know how else to tell my best friend why I'd quit the job.
'Well… if you must.'
I looked up at the screen to see her reply. Wait, since when was I looking down? '… What?'
She went offline.
"God dammit…" I muttered to myself. I hope she isn't mad at me. Things hadn't gone the way it was supposed to go. Actually, I had no idea what had happened.
I walked out of my room to the living room, where my beloved gaming consoles were. I flipped through my stock of games. Should I play the Wii? Nah, too much hand movements. Xbox 360? The only other game that I owned besides Tales of Vesperia was BlazBlue, and I had no idea how to play fighting games. I walked over to my neglected PlayStation 2. "Hm…"
Flipping through the game CDs, I finally decided on one particular game.
Tales of Symphonia.
Well, being a huge gigantic ass fan of the 'Tales of' series, I had to live with the Japanese version of Tales of Symphonia because I don't have a GameCube. How stupid is that? I took out the Tales of Destiny 2 CD that was in my PlayStation 2 system and replaced it with Tales of Symphonia. Tales of Destiny 2? Hm… maybe I'll get back to that later.
The game started up, and the opening rolled in. Sure, I preferred Starry Heavens to this… but eh. Minor difference. The menu popped up, and I loaded my only save file which I completed a few months back. Gosh, that feels pathetic… I mean, other people have finished it a million times and I barely finished one playthrough.
Mithos was a pain in the ass. What could I do?
No, I couldn't free run.
It took me to the grade shop. "Huh, not much grade…" Well yeah, all I did was spam Lloyd's Sword Rain techs over and over again. The only thing I could keep which wasn't minor (items and such) was my Arte count.
… That IS pathetic.
Oh well.
I clicked the O button and the real opening of the game begun. Kratos speaking. Mm. I liked the man. Well, in a fangirl way, not a creepy pixel stalker way. That's two different things.
The lights in the house suddenly flickered on and off.
"Holy mothe-"
And the lights went off.
The sky was pitch black, the trees ceased their whispering, and not even the stars shone under the dark blanket.
"Ow…" My head felt funny. What the hell happened? I knew there was a blackout in the house but…
Wait.
My house doesn't have…
Oh god. Where the HELL am I?
Blue swirly spheres and green lights littered my surroundings. It felt like warmth, for some reason.
"Hello there."
"W-wah!" I jumped at the voice that sounded from behind me. My eyes scanned the person in front of me briefly.
Blue-turquoise hair tied in a loose ponytail, black chained hoodie, striped grey shirt, skinny jeans, sneakers…
"Who the hell are you?" Was my first reaction.
"Would you rather know where you are or who am I?" He replied casually, silver-grey eyes reflecting in the green glow. His voice is strangely very feminine. Well, it's not that bad…
"Why not both?"
"Nah, you need to pick one."
"Fine." I pondered the question. If I found out who he is, it wouldn't be of use to me. Well, I could ask him where I am after that… "Where am I?"
"Good choice," He hummed, "You're in Triet."
"Huh. Triet? What kind of name is—"
Wait. Did he just say Triet?
"Technically, you're in your Exsphere."
Okay, that did NOT sound good.
His voice cut through my thoughts. "Look, just don't freak out, okay? You're going to wake up soon."
Huh? Wake up? This is bad, I don't even know what's going on!
"Wait!" I called out, but soon darkness engulfed me once more. The warmth of the blue and green lights no longer lingered around me.
I felt cold.
"She's coming to!"
"Ugh…"
I groggily opened my eyes… and then I nearly got a heart attack when I found five pair of all too familiar eyes on me.
… Shit.
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