Star Wars: Galaxy of Hope

by General D Orbinvon

After the abduction of the head of VR headset safety for D.I.V.E. headgear, Andrew Trymir, the people behind his kidnapping trap players in the hit new Virtual Reality MMORPG, Star Wars Galaxies VR, with the unwilling help of their captive. Now it's up to Trymir's son, Nate, to venture into the game to save players and form a rebellion against those trapping them in the VR world.

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The police had finished their investigation of the scene. No evidence of those who had abducted my father was found at our home. "Well whoever did this had the operation well planned out," commented the officer, who had introduced himself to me as Sergent William Crailo, "The power was cut and because of that the security cameras caught nothing." I nodded solemnly and continued to look around the torn up room, "It doesn't make any sense." I said quietly to myself while picking up our family picture that had fallen in the apparent scuffle. I set the picture up on the side table once again and turned towards the officer, "If you find anything officer please let me know." Sergent Crailo nodded and walked away to talk with some of the other officers. My phone buzzed as a text came in. It was Robert Markin, my father's boss, and closest friend who had sent the text. "Any news?" It read. "No," I replied. After a few more questions, the officers soon began to leave. One of the officers remained at the house for my protection in case something else happened.

The next morning I woke up and greeted the officer as I headed towards the kitchen to make me some food to eat. I looked at my phone and saw the hundreds of messages from close friends and family looking for answers from me. I called my grandparents to explain what had happened and told them to pass on the information, as I didn't feel like repeating the story over and over and hearing the same questions to which no one had the answers. "We understand dear," One of my grandmothers told me, "If you need anything we are just a phone call away." I thanked her and hung up the phone as I put a bagel in the toaster oven. I knew what today would consist of: a thorough police interview and interviews from local news channels that would be featured on the 6 o'clock news. I poured myself a huge glass of apple juice and heard a different alert on my phone. As I looked, I saw that my D.I.V.E. account app was letting me know that the in-game repairs on my starfighter were finished along with another alert from my in-game A.I. droid companion, R6-S18, complaining about not getting on quicker to help with the repairs. I gave a small smirk and put the phone down as I continued to eat my breakfast.

My father as the chief designer of the server integration with the D.I.V.E. (Digital Interactive Virtual Entertainment) VR helmet and the latest VR craze, Star Wars Galaxies, a virtual reality multi-member online role-playing game. He was in charge of making sure that the helmets would never cause harm to the wearers while they are inside the game. You see, 3 years ago an event occurred in Japan that shook the world. People ended up trapped in a VR MMORPG called Sword something or other. The players were trapped in the game by the helmets and if the person's player died in the game or the helmet was unplugged, the helmet would fry the players brain, killing them in real life. My father's job was to make sure something like this wouldn't happen in Galaxies. When Star Wars Galaxies was released close to a year ago and was a huge success, leading to my father being kept with the company full time. The game focused on players experiencing different eras of Star Wars, starting with the prequel era for a year then moving on to the original trilogy era in the game's second year, which started in less than 2 days.

After my long day, I headed back home to see that the window repair people had finished their job. I gave them the check for the job and my thanks. As I closed the door, I checked my phone again. More texts from family and friends, a Picstalk message, and another complaint from R6 about not helping with the in-game repairs. After completing everything I needed to do with responding to family, I grabbed my D.I.V.E. headset and turned it on. "Username then password," the electronic voice commanded. After giving both my username and password, the visor lit up with the word, WELCOME, and I left the real world behind.

To those who read this, thank you! I appreciate you taking time to read my story. Chapters will be published once a week on Saturday afternoons. Any suggestions please let me know. Have a great day all.