So sorry I haven't continued or written anything in so long! I have had a loss of motivation for a while, and now I am back!

So, anyway… I usually don't like fan fiction with JUST OC's. But, I think this might be an interesting story and I hope you guys like it!

DISCLAIMER: Some of my friends' OC's are here. Such as...

-Triston Waver

-Naomi Akamatsu (To be announced in later chapters)

-Kei Hokkaido
Disclaimer(again): I don't own Sword Art Online… At all. If I did I'd probably be rich. ;A;

Prologue:

The white haired young man pushed his way through the flooding players rushing to escape the death game that has just been announced. Two long strands of hair remained at either sides of his face and it shortened and spiked out on the way to the rear of his skull. Poorly laced boots pounded over the single stone path leading to the fields. He needed to get out of this crowd. He could get trampled and die here if he stopped to search for his friends now. Air entered and exited his lungs harshly and sweat formed at the rim of his hairlines dripping down over his forehead. Torn armor sheeted across his chest and strung over his shoulders to a second plate covering his back. He did look like your regular beginner. But, that white hair could stick out anywhere.

Exiting the crowd he threw himself around to examine the players speeding by in a hurry to retrieve weapons and skills from nearby shops. "Triston? Kei?" he called out frantically cuffing his calloused hands around his lips to amplify his voice over the booming screams and pleads of others. He needed to find his friends. He couldn't survive on his own. But, how could he protect them here..? That.. was his only concern… He'd have to try. That was the only option here. Drawing in a long breath he released in once more in a call for the two specific people. He knew he had other friends, but he didn't see them anywhere during the announcement. So, for now he'd have to gather the only two he could recognize that followed behind him. "Triston? Kei? C'mon! It's me, Hachirou!" He identified himself in hopes of a response, a sign, or anything in that matter.

To his relief the familiar silhouette of the female player approached him her dark hair flying behind her as she escape from the stampede. Huffing and puffing she fought to catch her breath and speak to the boy. "Triston… He's… He's coming… In a second.." She informed him between breaths raising a single finger to point to the fleeing strangers.

"What do you mean? What the hell's he doing?" The bleach haired player demanded an almost frustrated expression upon his face. As annoyed as he seemed he was extremely concerned. Now, it was pretty much every man for himself… if you die then you die. Why would he separate so quickly? They should re-group first before setting out for something. It would be safer, in Hachirou's opinion.

"He said he… had to get something.." The girl titled as 'Kei' responded slowly beginning to redeem herself. Fixing her poor posture she stood to face her friend respectfully. "He didn't say exactly what." She paused her violent visionaries rolling over the swarming players. There were so many victims to the point where it hurt the girl… Who would die and who would survive? The tightening in her chest continued until a single player stood out from the rest.

"Look! It's Triston!" The female player exclaimed a small sigh of relief escaping past her lips. Even she didn't know what he exactly meant by his short explanation to his absence.

Nearing the two quickly he came to a halt before them his hands clenching his knee caps as he hunched over. His shoulders raised and lowered rapidly as well as his back. Raising an index finger to indicate a moment he finally found the energy to speak. Even though it was just a video game you avatar had to have stamina, right? Well, his stamina wasn't exactly the best- no ones' was due to it being only the beginning of everyone. "Sorry I was.. gone." he apologized giving his lungs just a matter of seconds to regain its' strength. "I had to get some of the good stuff before it was gone." A small grin curled across the young mans' face as he spoke.

Hachirou's pupils dilated and his uniquely silver dyed eyes widened. The tip of his nose crinkled slightly with pure confusion. "What do you mean 'good stuff'?" He inquired crossing his arms over his poorly armored chest.

"I mean.." The black haired boy trailed off summoning their menu and scrambling through their inventory. "I got us some stuff that might help." He bragged raising but a single brow to his two allies. Tapping the features they appeared within the palms of his hands. "I got us some teleportation crystals, potions, a dagger, and I even got some col. Jealous?" His eyelids drooped to the center of his chasms and his brows raised in an almost innocent manner.

"Jealous?" The second male responded a small grin, resembling his friends', stretching across his face. Although, it was not evil but playful almost. "Aren't you going to share?" There was a trace of tease inside his rough tone of voice.

"Did you think I wasn't?" Triston continued narrowing his eyes down to the list of goodies he had collected. "Okay- who wants what?" He began his amber eyes switching from Kei to Hachirou.

Kei turned to the boy adjacent from her then huffed a small sigh her usual demeanor slowly returning to her as seconds passed. "I'l take the dagger and a crystal, I guess." She requests recalling the suggestions spewed out from the devilish young man before her.

"Alright. Let me just transfer them to you, and I'm giving you a potion." He told her adding in the extra item with just a few taps against the elevating screen.

"You don't need to. I could take care of myself without one-" She was cut off by a rather harsh tone thrown out from Triston.

A small scoff escaped his lungs. "Really now? What happens if you do need it?" He asked awaiting a response from her. After a small time period of silence she gave in with a small bop of her head in a nod.

A small shiver was sent down Hachirou's spine. As true as this was… it was scary… The truth was always so scary to him. Being stuck in this game, in general, in a horrifying thing. What if he dies? What if he doesn't survive? Maybe it was a good thing Triston took off for these items, because they could probably end up saving their asses in the future…..

Or, getting them closer to death...

"Kei! Hold on! I'm coming!"

"Triston? Where the hell are you? Guys?"

"Please… don't leave me alone…. I don't want to be alone…"