Disclaimer- I do not own Megaman Starforce, or anything remotely related to Megaman, however, Nairi Maye and all of my obvious fanchars are MINE.
Star of Absolution
My locker slammed in the hallway, making the reverberations echo in the hearts and minds of others, or they would… if someone was actually in the hallways at the time to hear it. I ran down the polished hallway floors as if I was trying to light a fire under my feet, my short brown hair blowing behind me, the metal charms on my black collar-necklace clinking together as I ran. Eventually, after getting by the doorway, as the buses pulled out of the parking lot, I slowed to barely a shuffle, and gave a long sigh, my gaze falling to my feet, which I barely had the will to move across the semi-reflective floor, mumbling to nobody in particular.
"…Nobody hears, nobody sees, nobody cares… how does it feel, to feel the way I do? …"
"…I imagine it must not feel very good." I snapped my head up at the new voice that had appeared behind me, whirling around quickly, slightly falling into my old ballet habits. I stopped though, when she saw the speaker; a man, who appeared to be in his early twenties, with a kind face, blue jacket and hat that had the word AMAKEN emblazoned on it in white. He staggered back a bit at my quick backspin, and I stopped my arm just barely centimeters from whacking that hat, quickly recoiling and apologizing with my head lowered a bit,
"Sorry about that! …I guess… just instinct, I guess, I wouldn't have if-" He held up both hands, as if warding off a blow, and quickly replied,
"It's alright, it's alright, really, surprised you, eh? Well, no harm done, see?" I still looked down at my feet, letting my hair falling in front of my eyes, not exactly wanting to talk to the guy who I almost attacked, feeling ashamed for doing so. He smiled, putting a hand gently under my chin, tilting it upwards carefully so that I was looking up into his eyes, and he told me gently after inspecting my large, distrusting eyes,"…You know, you remind me of someone who I work with… have you ever been to AMAKEN?"
"AMAKEN? No, not really, I don't really have the time… besides that; my parents don't like me going anywhere besides school alone, the furthest place I've ever been from my house by is probably Vista point…"
"Vista Point? Do you go up there often?" I nodded my head, and he continued, "Geo Stelar, one of my friends is up there all the time, he's about your age. Ever seen him up there before?" Actually, I had been seeing a boy up there for a while now, but I always left whenever he came, my normal aversion and distrust of people was just too great to overcome to satisfy curiosity right now. He wears a red shirt, has brown eyes and hair, always has a green visualizer up on his head and a three-pointed star pendant around his neck, but the strangest thing is… he's friends with an alien. I'm not kidding, I mean, what else do you call a being whose body glows the same unearthly green as an emerald in front of a glitter lava lamp, has red eyes, and no legs? He just floats there, exchanging some questions, tells of his own past experiences on Planets FM and AM, and every once in a while, one of them mentions something about a 'Sword of Berserk', and the alien puts a hand to his neck with this semi-worried expression. The only thing is, this alien is an EM wave being, yet I can see him without a visualizer or anything… no normal human is able to do that. I don't even know how I do it, but I do have a bit of an idea… you see, a long time ago, my grandmother gave me this necklace with a green emerald crystal on it. I never take it off, but whenever I'm near the boy and the alien, it glows the same unearthly green as the alien's EM body. I nodded again, not wanting to make him feel as if I wasn't listening, but as he raises his hand to shake mine, his gaze falls to my crystal. He looks for a moment, but then pulls away his gaze, smiling as he continues, "You should really come by AMAKEN sometime, I'd really want you to meet someone." He flipped his transer open, and opened a photo file, allowing me to see. He started at the top of the file, and stopped on one in particular, smiling as if suppressing a laugh looking at it. I took a close look, and had to try to keep from laughing myself; the picture was of himself and a taller, but still young-looking guy, with brown hair over one eye, an AMAKEN jacket, and a surprised look on his face as he stood behind this guy, a screwdriver in hand, as if the picture had been taken without him knowing until it was too late to duck out. He pointed to him in the picture, continuing, "See this guy? His name is Tom Dubious. You remind me of him, he's clumsy and a bit shy, just wanted to point that out." He walked out of the hallway, leaving me with a picture in my mind, and half a million different unlikely greetings and plans already conjured up in my mind, and I ran after him, a final question ready before he left. I caught him in the parking lot, and asked him after tripping beside his car,
"Wait! I never got your name…" He turned around, and replied, gently patting me on the back,
"I never got yours either, but it's Boreal, Aaron Boreal." I nodded again, before replying as he released me,
"N-Nairi…Nairi Maye. It was nice meeting you, Mr. Boreal…" He replied playfully one final time, from his car window,
"Just call me Aaron!" I watched him leave, and when he was out of sight, I felt along my back, bringing a piece of paper in front of my face, reading it to myself.
Honored Guest, this certificate allows you one free entry to AMAKEN labs, we hope to see you there!
-AMAKEN staff
I smiled, knowing that for once, everything had seemed to fall right into place for once... However, I couldn't shake an excited feeling in the air that had suddenly made itself apparent, leaving me in a good mood as I walked home.
Please be nice, this is my first story here and everything.