Please read the following note.
Welcome to my first fic! This isn't a self-insert of any kind, rather it takes inspiration from games, movies, and other forms of literature. Additionally, the plot requires a bit thinking, but it is pretty simple once you get the way I am thinking.
There is also no harem, or at least it is attempted, despite the pairing tags. Each girl has some screen-time and fluff to form this story.
Just a quick side note: Chapters 1-13 are up for major revisions and edits, as my writing style has changed a lot since February. If you would like a peek of my current writing style, check out Chapter 14. It's a simple date between the OC and Yuri.
Additionally, I am currently working on Holding On, a spin-off to this series. It uses some minor plot elements from this story to form a new one, thus not necessarily needing this to read.
Without a further ado...
CHECKING NAME...
RESCUER ID: 6-18-1-14-11
USING PLACEHOLDER NAME: VALKYRIE.
REPLACING THE FIRST NAME OF RESCUER...
SUCCESS!
RUNNING DIAGNOSTIC MEMORY TO SUIT PERSONALITY ALGORITHMS.
It was a sunny day in June, it was blistering hot outside, so I stayed in. My friends and I have finally graduated from high school and we were readying ourselves for college. My "squad" and I have been together since freshman year up until to graduation so it was obvious that we will keep tabs on each other. We weren't going to throw away four years of friendship of our friendship, like how we did in middle school with our own friends. Bonds kept in high school stay with you for the rest of your life unless you are a prick that sucks off other people for vanity and survival.
The time was 1:31 PM, the peak of the heatwave was present so I had to turn up the AC. I was chilling with a glass of soda and a bowlful of chips watching my favorite youtubers stream and play and what not. In short...
Life was good.
The video I was watching got dimmed, as I received a text message. I received a text from my friend, Gabe.
Gabe and I have been through a lot, he was one of my friends that I met with in freshman year. He, James, and Tommy, all were together from the start. And we intend to finish it to the end.
I paused the video and pulled up the text.
"Yo where you at?"
"Me and James are about to start a game"
"You wanna join?"
I groaned, I wanted to relax and take advantage of my free day and laziness. But the YouTube video I was watching was starting to get a little dull. So, I decided to 'fuck it lets go'.
"Yea hold up" I replied.
I put my phone in my boxer's pocket and carried my food with me to my gaming pc. I keep my computer in hibernation, so it didn't take that long to boot up. I pulled up discord and saw that my friends were on in my server. I click on the voice channel they were in and joined.
The distinctive jingle when I joined a channel meant I was in for a good time. I cleared my throat to speak.
"What's good bois?"
"It's fucking hot outside!" Gabe complained. "I swear! I put a cold pizza out in the sun and it actually heated up! I was like 'Holy fuck! It's fucking out outside!"
Me and James chuckled at his 'rant'.
"How's it going James?" I asked.
"I'm alright, Val. Did some of that college work before I went to bed. I gotta say, I slept like a baby."
"Jesus Christ, James! Don't you ever take it easy? I mean it's summer for fuck's sake!"
"Yeah, yeah. It's better that I do some work before relaxing."
Me and Gabe snickered at his mature habit.
"Loser."
"Nerd."
"Okay, fuck you two! I hope you all, get into your dream jobs!" James then disconnected from the chat, in mock anger.
Me and Gabe laughed our asses off, until James came back to voice chat.
"Okay... So what are we playing?" James asked.
"Uhhhh, some Rainbow?" I suggested?
"NO! NO! I'm still pissed from that ranked game we did." James countered.
"Ohh yeahhh! I remember what happened! It was fucking hilarious!" Gabe laughed as he began to recall the events from the game we played.
We all emphasized how tense the moment was when James was the last one left in that 1v1. And we also emphasized how hilarious on how he choked. We all shared the laugh and enjoyed the moment.
"You put a deployable shield down when he was in front of you! He's like oh shit! There's a shield in the way." Gabe said, barely stifling his laughs.
"Yeah! That Montagne just took out his pistol and bashed your skull in with his shield!" At this point, everyone was laughing on how hilarious James thought process went.
"Ah. Good times." I remininced. "Hey where's Tommy?"
"Ah, Tommy? He went driving to pick up some groceries he said." James replied. "He said he was gonna be on soon, so we can play a game or too before we do competitive in any game."
"Huh. So uhh PUBG?" I suggested.
"No! God no! That game's dead... They never put that region-lock and they never banned any hackers!" James replied.
"Alright fine. Gabe, you got any suggestions?"
"Yeah. Let's play some Team Fortress 2 for old time sake."
I sighed.
Team Fortress 2, a game that I always treasured.
Me and James agreed and we started the game up. I invited them to the casual gamemode, we were going to let a random player join. I was about to click ready, until James got a phone call.
"Sorry I'll be back, it's from Tommy."
"It's aight." Gabe reassured.
"Yeah, we aren't going anywhere." I also reassured.
With that he muted himself and went to take the call.
"Yo Val."
"Hmm? What's up?"
"I was looking at my feed for my dosage of memes and I came across a fucked up meme on some game."
"Ugh... it just sounds cringy when you said 'dosage of memes.' Yeah, what do you mean?" I was somewhat interested on what he was going say.
"I dunno it was some purple haired anime girl wiggling her eyebrows rapidly and the frames were focused on a knife. Her face became uh "excited" as if she enjoyed it or something. And the song was some sort of happy song in the pop genre, right? And she proceeded to stab herself with it."
"What the fuck? Was that supposed to be funny? Was that supposed to be some reference to a show or something?"
"I didn't know at first! I went into the comments it was on a horror/visual novel game called Do-."
"Guys." James unmuted himself, and he had a tone of solemnity.
"What's wrong James?" I asked.
"I got really bad news guys. Tommy got himself in..." He took a shaky deep breath. "He got himself into a car accident."
...
No way.
"Shit!" Gabe was the first to react. "Is he okay?!" He worriedly asked.
I had trouble comprehending the information.
No... c'mon... this has to be a joke!
"That's the thing! I don't know! His older brother was hysteric when he broke the news to me!"
It was real. Fuck!
A brief moment of silence, James spoke up.
"I'm going to the emergency room with him."
I swallowed and pushed down any feelings of nausea.
"Me too, I live near the hospital. I have no reason not to be there."
"I'm coming too." Gabe added.
"What?" I questioned. "Don't you live in the otherside of the city?"
"Yeah, but Tommy is important to all of us. Distance isn't going to stop me."
"Distance shouldn't stop anyone. Tommy's been there for all of us during high school! We all have to go!"
"You're right James. We all are going there. Alright, which hospital are they taking Tom to?"
"The one near you house, Val."
"Okay, I'll see you all there."
I disconnected from the voice chat. The melancholy jingle when disconnecting sent a shiver down my spine. I knew this day was going to shit fast.
I hurriedly got my pants and summer hoody on. I brought a umbrella to shield myself from the heat rays. I dashed down the stairs of my house and ran to the hospital. I saw from the distance that a ambulance was parking outside of the emergency entrance.
...
I saw Tommy's lifeless body being rushed into the exit. All the color from my face evaporated as I saw this. My brain assumed the worst, but a small rational part of it said, He still might be alive.
I ran inside with them, but I the EMT workers halted me and asked for his brother to come with them. I waited outside of Tommy's emergency room. I paced around in an effort to come down. There were footsteps behind me and I saw James worried face. I brought out my hand and we both did a one-armed hug.
"Hey you okay Val? You were walking around like a crazy person."
"Yeah yeah I am. I should be asking that to you, you were the one who got the news first."
"I'm fine Val. Don't worry."
"Alright. I'm gonna text Gabe to see where he at."
James nodded and leaned against the wall.
"Gabe"
"Where you at"
...
"I'm at the Heights"
"I'm almost there"
I looked up to James.
"Yo, dude. He's at the heights, he's almost there."
"Ah. Okay."
"James, it must've been hard getting the news. What did Tom's brother say exactly?"
"It was a blur... I swear, I must've went unconscious to most of what he said. I... I kind of remember him saying, 'Car crash' 'He's not waking up' 'Suicide?'
"What? Suicide? There's no way! Tommy would never do suicide!"
"That's what I'm thinking too! I'm thinking it was the hysteria from his brother, but now... I don't know."
Something's up... I have a bad feeling in my gut...
James got another phone call.
"Hey you mind if I take this, Val?"
"No problem."
He nodded and went someplace private.
I stood alone for a couple minutes and I saw Gabe running towards me.
"YO! Where is he?!"
I sighed. "He's in there, his brother is with the doctor inside. They won't let visitors in."
"Fuck!"
"Look dude, you gotta calm down or they won't let us in."
"Alright, alright, I'm just on edge right now."
"It's fine, man. It's fine."
A few seconds later, James comes back.
"Hey Gabe." James wraps his arms around Gabe.
He doesn't reply, instead hugs him back.
"Shit's gone down, huh?"
"It has Gabe, it has. Me and Val were talking about what Tom's brother said exactly... He said something about suicide..."
"Suicide? Tommy? No fucking way!"
I stepped in. "That's what I thought. We need more evidence from his brother."
We see Tommy's brother rushing out, as if he was in a hurry. His face red from the all the crying and madness. He brusquely pushed past us, it's as if we didn't matter or exist to him.
He isn't in a talking mood. What now?
The doctor's assistant pokes her head out. "You guys could come in if you would like."
We walked into the room, we saw Tommy's body being hooked up to various kinds of medicine and equipment. There was a steady beep on his heartbeat sensor.
He's alive.
We all breathe out a relieved sigh.
Thank god.
The doctor clears his throat. "Erm, you must all Thomas's friends right?"
We nod.
"Very well, I have good news and bad news. The good news is that Thomas is in stable condition and won't fall apart any time soon. Most of the injuries were concentrated on the upper body, however the airbag has saved his life. But the bad news is... his head has received a major impact... Ahem, he is unfortunately..." The doctor's expression darkens. "He's in a coma."
NO!
My friends all reacted to the news differently. James clutched his head and took a seat next to Tommy. Gabe on the otherhand went to otherside of the room and leaned on the wall, stoic. I just stood there, as if all the planets in the system, all stars of the galaxy, fell on me.
"This isn't real..." I meekly say.
"I know, I know, this is all grave news." The doctor started. "But there is a way to recover from a coma. Please follow me."
One by one, we all brightened and looked hopeful towards the doctor. He motioned us to follow him, we complied and we found ourselves in a dark and musty room.
"I'm sorry for the discretion." The doctor started. "Like I said, there is a way to help out of his coma. A benefactor from ours gave us this prototype, as a part of their contract." He moved towards a covered machine and yanked out the blanket covering the machine.
It was a strange machine, there were two pods on each side of the machine, and a display between the two pods. At first glance it looked like some sort of switcheroo sort of thing, but on closer examination, it turned out that one pod had significantly more equipment than the other.
"Heh, anyone getting some Assassin's Creed vibes over here?" Gabe remarked.
"Yeah." I said in wonder.
James almost unfazed started, "Well what does this do, Doctor?"
"Simply put, it is a machine that allows for coma patients to wake up. In order for them to wake up, one has to go through the most repressed memories and resolve in the best way possible."
That wasn't going to work, Tommy had the most ordinary and jubilant life out of all us. He was happy-go-lucky and never complained; he always found good in other people and that's why he was able to make friends all the time... But, what if he was using this personality of his, as a facade?
We all nodded and he continued.
"The reason why this works is that, coma patients are sometimes stuck in their most happiest memory or most repressed memory. The latter is significantly more common therefore Mr. Thomas cannot escape. With this machine you can be the guiding hand and help them get through the memory with changes. Of course, this wouldn't change the actual memory itself but it can be seen as a copy of the original memory."
"Well what are we waiting for? Let's go!"
"Hold on Gabe, there is a always a catch to prototypes." James said as he motioned the doctor to continue.
"As miraculous as this wonder is, it is unstable. The person who helps the coma patient CANNOT under any circumstances tell him that he is in a coma. Doing so will cause a event that has a 79% probability of happening. This event causes destablization of a patient's mind, causing a high chance of death. However, this is somewhat difficult to do, as the patient is unaware to any changes done to the memory."
So one wrong move, he's gone forever.
"Does anyone wish to participate? You have to be at least 18 years of age to help."
Well shit, there goes Gabe and James as possible candidates. That leaves me.
"I'll do it." I fearlessly say.
Both Gabe and James nod at me for affirmation.
"I'll be back, I need to follow procedures for this." With that, the Doctor left the room.
I sighed at how shitty the day went.
"Hey James? You good bro?" Gabe asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine, but we should asking that to Val here."
I'm in charge of saving my friend from his coma, of course I'm scared but I won't show it.
"I'm fine guys. Don't worry, after this we are gonna laugh our asses off on how tense this event was, something like how James joked in that 1v1." I said, with a sly smirk.
"Oh, fuck you!" James jokingly yelled.
We all shared a laugh and tryed to chill out before the rescue event.
The doctor came in with another machine, the machine was full of sockets and wires, probably to compliment the Coma fixer thingy. The doctor also had a form, which I had to fill out.
"Okay, are you sure you want to do this?" The doctor asked.
"Of course, I'll do anything to save my friend."
"Very well, sign here... here... here..."
...
After I finished that monstrosity of a form, I lied down and tried to relax in the left pod as the doctor plugged in a bunch of wires in. I looked to right, and I saw my friends on their phones laughing at something, probably memes.
After a while, the doctor brought in Tommy and injected a cord into his arm. I looked at him, and somehow I felt that it was now or never. It felt like I was surged with willpower. The doctor plugged that cord into the display, and made final adjustments before leaving the room. Some moments later, another man came in, he was a in green jumpsuit with a gleeful smile on his face. Something about that smile gave chills to the back of my spine. That man started the display and began typing in.
That smile... it feels as if he doesn't belong here. Not one bit...
The man in the green jumpsuit finished his typing and looked at me.
"Hello! My name is Frank Gulliot," He brought his hand out for a handshake, in turn I complied. "I'm a technican for this machine you see here. I'll be here making sure that your vitals are fine and glitches occur while helping your buddy here."
"Are you ready?"
I gave one last look at my friends, they were enjoying themselves. I didn't want to bother them, instead I pictured how it would be if Tommy was there with them.
"I'm ready."
"Before you go in, you are on your own on this, we can't help you but you can exit after a memory segment is done."
It's now or never.
"Got it."
"OK, put your head down and relax."
I put my head down and a holographic interface hovers around my eye area.
"Woah."
"Now close your eyes."
I close my and I immediately regret it. Pain rushes to the back of my neck and it floods my body, I try to keep it under control, but small spasms got their way.
"Gah! Aaah! Fuck!"
"Almost there. Ke-p str-o-ng... co-e -n." A wind blocked off any noise I can hear from the outside world.
Everything was black, it felt like I was in a coma too. I was floating in the void, any actions I did felt sluggish, it felt like I was dreaming. I didn't feel the need to breathe. I closed my eyes again.
Am I... dead? Is this what death feels like? No... No!
White noise filled my ear drums and I felt something soft underneath me, I waited until the white noise died down. And only then I opened my eyes. I was able to breathe.
As soon as I opened them, I coughed violently. I closed them again, until I was able to recover. When I stopped coughing, I felt as if I had a migraine at the sides of my temples. I groaned in pain as I pressed my head into my hands, trying to mitigate the pain. After while, the migraine stopped. I opened my eyes, and they felt crusty.
I need to wash up.
I didn't realize I was in bed, I threw the covers away and proceeded to walk towards the door.
Wait a minute.
I used my brain to process what I was seeing. I was obviously not in my room, nor was I in Tommy's room. It all looked foreign, everything looked like it wasn't real. It had a strange undertone that I couldn't describe. I rushed out of the room and went into the bathroom. I turned on the water faucet and held a handful of water, and splashed it on my face... Was it my face? The way my face felt... It felt so foreign...
I slowly moved my hands away from my face and looked at the mirror...
No. No. NO. NO! NO! NO! WHAT THE FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK!
I wasn't me. I was some sort of anime character. I never liked or disliked anime, but I would never ever would like to live in one, no matter how promising it looked. I took a closer look at my face. My eyes were unimaginably large and thankfully it was a realistic black, my lips were almost non-existent, I had a sharp nose, my skin tone was very light and my hair was raven-black. I looked at my hands, arms and legs. They were didn't belong to me. It felt so strange. I was somewhat pissed over the fact that my gym progress didn't carry over to this fuckass of a character.
I was simply a generic character in some sort of anime.
"SON OF A-!"
In frustration I punched the wall. The pain my knuckles felt was real. My pain was real.
I was wearing a white t-shirt and black boxers. Generic as hell. I stared into my new self, unable to accept it. After a while... it was feeling as I was looking at myself. I started to brush my teeth, floss, and rinse and readied myself for the brave new world.
Out of irrationality I rushed to find my phone and call for help. "My phone" was conveniently was on the bedside cabinet. I turned it on and I was relieved it was in english.
Thank fucking god.
I realized that I was in Tommy's memories. But Tommy obviously doesn't live in an anime world or something. What makes this so repressed?
My thoughts were cut short when a alarm blared out of the phone. I jumped a bit, in the surprise it gave. The screen said, "School Alarm".
What? So I have school? Even though I finished high school? I wanted to take a fucking break, but NOOO there's school. Fuck this.
I tossed the phone on the bed and sat on the bedside, contemplating my next steps. Outside my window I see a guy walking down the sidewalk, he was wearing a uniform and had a neck bag. He was strolling carefree with his hands in his pockets, until he sighed and stopped. I was confused as to why he stopped and I moved in for a closer look. I looked behind him, there was woman that was shorter than him by a good few inches, she had light red hair and had a ribbon on her hair. She too was in uniform and had a neck bag like the guy next to her. From the looks of it she was catching her breath, and the guy couldn't give a flying fuck, as he just rolled his eyes. When she was done, she opened her eyes.
What the fuck.
She had blue eyes.
HOW THE FUCK? You know what, I'm not going to question this.
They seemed to talking, the woman was talking with him, exaggerating almost all her actions. I looked at the guy, and he said something with a smirk, which offended the woman. She put her pointer fingers together and bent one leg, clearly offended. I felt myself cringe on how why people act like this in Tommy's memory. They talked more, to the point where the red head put her hands on her hips in position of a lecture. At the end of the said lecture, the guy hung his head and agreed to whatever she said, and which the red head jumped.
I couldn't take much more of this, I hoped this scene would end soon. They started walking together, in which I assumed was to go to school.
I reluctantly got ready for school... again. I had a closet, so I went there for clothes. There were generic clothes, all of which had no brand make or anything. I came across one piece of clothing, which looked like a uniform of some sort. It had a brand but it was all jumbled up. It reads "URYC ZR" and "Size 13." I shrugged it off, probably some sort of manufactoring mistake or what not.
I put the uniform on and went down to the kitchen.
Wait, am I alone? I don't have any parents?
"Hello? Anyone?!"
There was no sounds, besides my breathing.
What kind of memory is this?! Right, Tommy's repressed memory... I have to get to school, this all can wait after this.
I opened the fridge, and took out a conveniently placed sweet roll.
"Nice." I should probably keep this safe, so I wouldn't have to complain that I lost my sweet roll. Heheh.
Safe meaning, in my stomach, I swiftly ate down the sweet roll and got a plastic bottle of orange juice to go along with my morning commute to... school.
Fuck. I don't know where the school is...
I panicked, looking through my phone to see if there is anything on my school, any contacts that I know of.
To my surprise, there were contacts. But... they were the gang and I. I shook my head, to get myself focused, as this revelation can wait.
Wait a minute. What if... I follow that couple to school? That guy was wearing the same uniform as me.
I put my shoes on, and got my bag with me, which was strangely placed on hat rack, for some reason.
As if it was a second nature, I took out my keys which were in the uniform and locked "my house". And I sprinted towards the couple. It didn't take long, as they were slowly strolling to school. I kept my distance and made sure no one was suspicious.
Remember, no one can find out that I'm a outside source...
The commute became more and more speckled with students. All the students had ridiculous hair and eye colors, all ranging from white to black. Colors like pink, purple, yellow, not blond, but yellow, and green were all in existence in this memory.
What the? How is this even possible?
I spotted the couple, they were entering the school's front gate. I made my way towards them without any drawing attention.
The hallway of the school was filled with a conglomerate of colors, to the point where it hurt my eyes just to see so much color. I found myself a quiet spot to take a breather from all this.
I took out my folder from my bag and found my schedule. Sooo, I have English class first? Then Italian second... AP Calculus third...
I was interrupted from my thoughts when somebody pushed me, I was staggered a bit, the recoil wasn't that bad. But I heard a 'oof'. I looked down and it was that red head girl from before, she cheeks were slightly pink as she sat on the ground.
"Hey, watch where you're going alright?" I said as brought my hand to help her up.
She stammered, "S-s-sorry and thanks!" And with that she left the scene as quick as she came.
I looked around to see if anyone saw the scene. No one did, but I spotted the guy from before. He had a somewhat of elated face and rubbing his left cheek, while entering a classroom.
Just as I thought, they're a couple.
...
I entered English class, all the colors were more tame.
Thank God. I couldn't take much more of this.
Everyone was talking with each other, gossiping, studying, and what not. I didn't know anyone, obviously. So I took a seat in the corner, I put my arms on the table and rested my head on them. My peripheral vision saw a group of girls staring at me and whispering about something...
"Is he a Transfer?"
"Who's this guy?"
"He looks cute..."
"Never saw him before."
I took a quick glimpse at the girl who said I was cute and quickly returned my gaze to the table.
This is very weird.
All of the talking ceased, when the teacher arrived. It's as if he was intimidating. He was a bald man, he wore a blazer, jeans, and glasses. He had a confident posture to back his menacing aura.
"Good morning, class. I hope you all had a nice weekend. Now, I'll be taking attendance. Okay. Hano?"
"Here!"
"Seto?"
"Here."
"Saiki?"
"Present!"
I don't like this... I don't think I'm in the roster...
After a while of calling names, the teacher was on the last one.
"And, Shima?"
"Right here!"
"Good, everyone's here... wait. There's a new student... An transfer student? Um, Valkyrie Jones?"
My name's there?!
The class was murmuring about my name. It was obviously out of place in context to their apparent Japanese rooted names.
I gulped in nervousness. "I'm here, sir."
"Ah. You must be the transfer!"
"Yes sir."
"Welcome! Welcome to our school! It's a pleasure to have you in our class! My name is Mr. Moto!"
"Thank you, Mr. Moto."
"Ah! You are a polite one too!" He looks around the class.
"You see everyone?! This is what everyone should strive for! Now let's begin! Valkyrie, you can get out a notebook for now. Just copy what I write okay?"
"Yes sir."
"Good! Good!"
It was seventh period, it was currently break-time or lunch or whatever they called it in this anime school. I was sitting alone in the corner, as I didn't have any friends... Man this was really stressful, if Gabe and/or James were here, I would have felt more at home... I forced my self to think of what happened today in class. I found that I wasn't far behind in what they were teaching, in fact I already did most of the curriculum before.
I looked around for that couple before and I saw them both in separate places. The redhead was with her friends and the guy was with his.
Okay... maybe I'm wrong. But who cares, it's their business on what goes on between them.
...
I was bored, and break time doesn't end in like 20 minutes. I looked for any earbuds or headphones to go with my phone. There was a compartment for putting those in my bag, and I took out a generic over-ear headphone, which was bluetooth and paired it with my phone. I looked for any songs on my phone, but I found sort of version of Spotify. I was pleasantly surprised and looked for a relaxing song, and something that will ground me to the fact that I didn't belong here, and that the real world exists. Some synthwave or chill music was a order, and I looked up my favorite artist in that genre, HOME. My all time favorite song was Resonance, so I put that on. The song sounded so crisp and the bass was deep. It's as if I can fall asleep to this, maybe to a book.
I dismissed those thoughts continued to listen.
"-y, -ude."
When did this song have lyrics or ghost lyrics?
I opened my eyes and I saw that guy from before, he had a friendly smile. I returned the smile and paused the song. I put my headphones around my neck.
"Oh hey, how's it going?" I awkwardly say. Making friends as a sort of "transfer" was really awkward.
"I'm good! Look, my friends over there," He pointed at the table, they were oblivious to us. "Kind of wanted to prove a point, on something I don't really agree with."
"Uh huh." I motioned him to continue, some what interested on what he had to offer.
"Well, I hoping if you can say no to whatever they say..."
"Ok, what am I saying no to?"
"Is Fallout 3 better than Fallout New Vegas?"
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Is uh... Fallout 3 a better game than Fallout New Vegas?"
My eyes bulged out. What? These games exist in this world?!
Wait a minute, why are they even talking about those games in the first place? That's strange.
"Do you know what those games are?" He continued.
"Yeah I do, I played them."
"Haha... look this is awkward and all... I'll stop bothering you if you don't want to give me an answer..."
"Hey, it's cool dude. Well lets see... I guess I can say no... I mean that both games had their strengths but I prefer Vegas more since it was my first fallout game. I liked Fallout 3's beginning, it was interesting but as the story drawed out it got really boring. New Vegas on the otherhand was going through the same thing, but various major factions and dlcs made the game more intriguing."
"Wow. You took my thoughts and you said it!"
I raised an eyebrow. "Really? I personally thought it a nit pick thing to say but... ok then." The guy nodded.
"Alright, thanks for that. Enjoy your break!" He got up to leave. "Wait, I've gotta say, what did you say to your 'squad' that made you come over here?"
"Ah, some guy in the group has started playing Fallout 4, and he was going fanboy on each game. So, I had to peg him down a few. They saw you, and they told me to go talk to you."
"Why me, in particular? How could you known, that I even played those games?"
"I dunno, me and the group saw that you had strange vibe around you. Like you know almost everything..."
"Oh..."
We began to exchange what we liked and disliked in each game, and remarkably we had liked and disliked most the things about Fallout. All of this, without introducing ourselves...
"Hey uh..." I started, when our conversation started dull. "What's your name dude?"
"Oh damn! I totally forgot to introduce myself. My name is Thomas, but everyone calls me Tommy, what's yours?"
WHAT THE FUCK?!
I was getting really freaked out, but I remembered.
I can't reveal myself to him.
"Uh... My name is Valkyrie, but my friends back home call me Val."
"Hey it's nice to meet ya. I'll see you later." He stood up.
"Mm-hm see you."
How is this a repressed memory? This doesn't make any sense! What am I supposed to FIX? Why is Tommy an anime character? What the hell?!
Tommy turned around and had a conflicted look on his face.
"Hey Valkyrie, but can you uh... come with me to the literature club with me? My friend Sayori really wants me to come, but I kinda don't want to..."
"Sure, I have nothing to do once I get home anyway." Literature Club? I may need to have some extracurriculars down...
"Thanks man! Where do you want to meet up?"
"I'll meet you at your last period classroom. Give me your number and I'll text you so you can give me the classroom number.
"Alright no problem."
We gave each other our numbers and sent a text message if we got it right.
"Aight Tommy, I'll see you later, I gotta get to study hall."
"Right. I'll see you then."
I took a look at the number Tommy gave me. It overwrote the one I had from the real world.
I have a feeling that I might lose it here...
AN: I revised this chapter as of 2/21.
