Yeshall- Hey all, it's me again. Here's the first part of my A Dragon Within rewrite.
Jin- Because you thought the other one sucked.
Yeshall- And Nim Maj had very valid points that made me actually look back and admit to myself that it needed work. So thanks to Nim Maj for that and, of course, Gunz Ablaze, who looked over the prologue and read over it for me.
Jin- And don't forget waht Nim Maj said about making waves of change in the game.
Yeshall- I know, jeez Jin, you're starting to sound like my mother. Anyway, let us have a disclaimer my love.
Jin- Yeshallbeasgods does not own Xenosaga because if she did, she'd tied Jr and Albedo up in ribbons and send them to Gunz... Did you write this??
Yeshall- I did.
Prologue
Fate, a eighteen year old, dark blue haired, green eyed, klutzy student who often wears odd colored contacts just get reactions, had fallen asleep in her Social Science class, during a debate over the Governments something or other. Her reverse-bob hair cut had gotten messed up from the neat brush through and back spikes it had at the start of the day to a natty mess that made people in her class point and giggle mercilessly. She could normally be seen wearing a sweatshirt but the schools air-conditioning had broken down and with the summer season fast approaching, it was sweltering in there. So, today, she was wearing a red over shirt, a white t-shirt, tan Capri's with a pair of blue skimmer's. It didn't match to well, but she had been tired and grabbed what was clean.
Anyway, Social Science was her last class of the day and she was anxious to get home and play the game she got the day before. It was a brand new copy of Xenosaga Episode II. She already had a copy, but she had leant it to one of her friends who had moved along with the game. So she made a sneaky ninja trip to the mall and snagged a copy, the last copy to be exact and snuck it home. So now, she was conscious of her class and counting down the last five minutes of the school day. As soon as the bell rang, she booked out of the class, shoving through the bustle of the hallways and out the front doors, and ran between the parked busses and down the street to her house. She fumbled with her keys for a minute before getting it into the lock and getting inside, locking the door behind her. A little winded, she took an extra minute to get a drink of cold water then hurried upstairs to her waiting game.
It took her nearly five minutes to get the wrapping off. She was so impatient that she had a hard time getting her nails through the plastic. That's what she get for constantly chewing them down when she was in class. When she finally got ticked off and grabbed her pocket knife to cut it open, she accidentally nicked her finger but got it all the same. She stuffed it into her PS2 and started it up, skipping through the beginning and rushing through. That's when the game froze. She tried a soft reset and a regular reset, tried tapping and hitting the PS2 and even tried to get the disc tray open but nothing worked. Finally, she kicked the system and the disc tray popped right open, revealing her hopefully undamaged game. She grabbed the disc and looked it over like a mother checking her child for bruises after tripping.
"Thank whatever God is listening, my game is alright!!" Fate hugged the disc tightly before carefully putting it back in the case. Looking down at her PS2, she saw it was smoking. How sad, and it was still so young. Grabbing a small bag and stuffing her tooth brush, comb and other stuff she would need and then stuffed the game in there too before running downstairs, grabbing her I-pod from the bottom of the stair railing and going out down her best friend's house to try to convince her to let Fate stay the night and take advantage of her PS2.
Fate knocked harshly on Omen's door, yelling for her to let her in. She could hear a faint grumbling inside and a few minutes later, the door opened wide to reveal a tired looking, teen her age. She had long brown curly hair that ended in the middle of her back and lively blue eyes, even though she looked like she rather kill her for interrupting something.
"What? I was falling asleep next to that Jr. plushy you got me for my birthday." She grumbled. Fate practically bounced up and down. If Omen hadn't mentioned that, she'd have never thought of this grand idea.
"If you let me stay the night and play Xenosaga on your PS2, I'll get you an Albedo plushy for Christmas." Fate bribed. Her eyes lit up brightly and she moved aside to let her in.
"So, what're you sneaking over for this time?" She asked, getting right to the point. "And why did you have to bribe me for it."
"Well…. I got this copy of Xenosaga Episode II, and my PS2 froze up and started smoking. So I need to use yours so I can play." Fate said quickly, eyes roaming around for the quickest route to the guest room. Omen sighed and started to walk upstairs.
"That's what you get for leaving it on all night so you don't have to worry about the loading screens on Persona 3." She scolded, making her pout.
"But it's annoying, waiting for The Journey to load, and then wait for the Load screen to load, and then it takes like two nano-seconds for the game itself to load." She whined as she went into the guest bedroom and plugged in the system then sat crossed legged on the bed.
"So? At least your PS2 will have almost as long a life-span as you." She was teasing now, she was sure of it so she just put the game in and sat comfortably on the floor, gripping the controller excitedly and tapping her foot impatiently. She skipped through all the boring beginning crap and got right into the action…. Then it froze again. Fate was about to go on a swearing trip when something came across the screen. A lone silver dragon soon accompanied by a blue dragon. Her head started to pound and the room started to spin. She looked around to see if Omen noticed anything out of the ordinary only to find that she had passed out on the ground. She soon joined her in the darkness of oblivion.
Author's Corner
So, what did everybody think? Any ideas for what's coming up?