Just the beginning

AN: This is my first fan fic (I wrote a chapter about a friend's Harry Potter fanfic about my character since she PESTERED ME until I finally wrote it. I wrote it and left it on my laptop for a month or so :3) about ½ Prince. This story is OC's only (since I really don't think I can write the real characters) and it MIGHT turn into a love story. Layla just might meet an epic version of my crush. ;) I really shouldn't be writing this because I promised my friend another YouTube slideshow of my drawings by Sunday (why hello today is Friday!) and so therefore I really should be drawing, but I really wanted to write. Sorry Cati. I'll redirect you here. :D

DISCLAIMER: I do not own ½ Prince. ½ Prince belongs to Yu Wo. All of the other aspects of this story are mine.

"Layla, you need to get ready for school!" chirped my alarm clock. I slapped it and groaned. My custom-voiced alarm clock made it sound like my mom. Very annoying.
This was the summer vacation before I started my university years. I was eighteen with scholarships and I was going to exploit them to the best of my ability. Fun. I wondered why I bothered to get up early if I didn't need to go anywhere, but I suppose I did so because I needed to beat some discipline and responsibility into myself. I clapped my hands to turn my television on and proceeded to make breakfast whilst glancing up at the news.
"BREAKING NEWS! Popular Taiwan virtual reality MMORPG Second Life is being released TODAY! Buy your helmets NOW! Second Life will start at 5:30 pm! Log in, create your character, and own a second life!" The reporter chirped with fake exultance. However, frowning as I was about the reporters' attitude, I was slightly curious about this game. If it was so popular that it was being released internationally, I may as well try it out. It's not like I'm poor.

After doing my morning exercise, eating, and showering, I popped out of my small, cozy, one-person-can-manage-to-live-here house. I live alone, and taking care of pets would grow to be tedious and tiring. In any case, I walked to the nearest gaming store.
"Heya, Layla!" grinned the store clerk. I come here so often. I suppose I'm a regular. Smiling sweetly at him, a hardly noticeable flush stained his cheeks. I ignored it.
"Hey, I heard about Second Life. Do you sell helmets here?" I asked him. He nodded and pulls out a gaming helmet with a translucent zebra pattern as the visor part.
"Hey, so you'll be playing Second Life? I can't believe that the Taiwanese had a 99% realism MMORPG. I'm in a great mood since it's coming out internationally!"
I paid for it with my debit card (I am a strong believer in the fact that credit cards are EVIL and must die) and skipped home on my merry way 99% realism? I'm going to grade this game in stars. My caramel colored hair waved in the wind and I frowned. I knew I should have tied this mess up. As soon as I got home, I connected the helmet, installed the software, and went out shopping. After all, it was only 12:30 pm. The game didn't start until 5:30. Five hours to waste. I may as well go shopping.
For the record, I'm a strange type of girl who HATES shopping. It sucks. It would be so much easier if everything just appeared when I needed it. Sadly, life does not want to work that way.
I bought a lot of clothes- five dresses, eleven shirts, seven pairs of jeans, and three skirts. I had a taxi come pick me up and drive me home. Walking with all that eventually gets annoying. As I sit in the backseat, I see the driver looking at me with lustful eyes. I immediately become disgusted. Outward appearance is all it takes for men to attempt to crawl all over you.
The United States are very much united in that aspect.
When the driver pulls into my street, I panic and tell him this was close enough. I didn't want him to know where I live. He winks and tells me I'll get a discount. I smile sweetly and expose his weakness. And so I end up walking away paying only half of what the original cost was. By the time I got home after making sure the driver was gone, it was 5:25. I very much wanted to be punctual. The helmet was ready for me and I literally dropped everything to go play a game. I am still very much a child, thank you very much. Games are practically the love of my life.
By the time I had everything set up and the helmet comfortably positioned, it was 5:28. I really didn't care about being early, and so I logged in. Everything went black.

I floated in nothingness. I couldn't see, hear, smell, feel, or even TASTE anything. It was simply pure pitch darkness. Suddenly, a bright light seemed to explode in the room. The floor was made of tiles and the roof was simple white plaster.
"Hello, and welcome to Second Life. This is your first time playing, so please give us a moment to scan your body and record your vocal frequency. That way, you will be able to immediately enter the game once you put the game helmet on," said a woman in a chair. Her hair was golden, but I couldn't see her eyes. I stood still as the scanning processed.
"Now you may begin to create your character. Before you proceed, I must remind you that you will only have one chance to create a character. Once created, your race, name, and appearance cannot be changed." I nodded without speaking.
The woman gestured with her hand. Suddenly, the room was full of races! There were demons, elves (and various sub-races of elves), holymen, beastmen (and the various sub-races such as birds, tigers, etc.), elementals (such as rocks and… flowers..?), and humans. I was speechless at how many races this game offered. Character creation: 4.5/5 stars. Too confusing. I considered what race I should be. I'd rather not be something that's supposed to be inanimate, so I confidently said, "Remove the elementals." The woman nodded and the rocks, trees, flowers, puddles of water, et cetera, disappeared.
After pondering a bit more, I decided to ask, "Could you line them up, please?" I smiled sweetly. The woman nodded again and every single 'me' vanished and reappeared neatly in a line before me. I grinned. Much better. I walked down the line. "Remove the beastmen." They vanished. I considered being a holywoman, but then again, a lot of girls would take to being a holywoman simply to look good so they could mooch off of someone. But I really wanted wings! "Remove the holymen." I concluded with reluctance. They vanished. "Remove the human." I said after realizing I had not removed her by now. She vanished.
Now I was down to elves or a demon. The woman in the chair yawned. "I forgot to mention, since you are our first American player, you get one free wish."
"Really?" I grinned to her. She seemed to realize that giving me a wish would end up with something along the lines of another sub-race. Which is exactly what I did.
"Bring back the holywoman and remove the elves." Now an angel and a demon stood before me. The demon had a hypnotizing shade of violet for her demonic eyes, and her pupils were small slits. The demon's hair was the color of the room before the light appeared: the shade of pure black. Her figure was slender and curvy. I looked at the holywoman before making my choice. The holywoman looked exactly like me: flowing golden hair, fresh green eyes, and, like the demon, a slender and curvy figure. However, the holywoman's pupils were white.
I knew I had a wicked grin on my face that I couldn't hide. "For my wish, I'd like to combine the races of demon and holywoman." The woman was surprised.
"Let me ask my superiors." She froze completely. So she WAS a game master. I wasn't sure earlier. As I waited, I sat down on the floor and gazed at my demon and holywoman.
"Combining you two would make an interesting race. Half-demon? Half-angel? What would I say my race is?" I pondered on this as I waited.
"Your request has been approved." The demon and the holywoman flew into each other. I gasped as the GM spoke again. "You will be given a special spell called 'Hidden Identity.' That spell will hide your wings since after all, wings are very bulky." I barely paid attention to whatever the GM said. My new avatar still had purple eyes, but the pupils were white and slitted. The hair was white with half an inch of black. There was still that same supermodel quality body, but I was very much content. The wings were a charcoal-ish onyx black.
"Thank you so much Miss GM! I love you!" I told her. I smiled childishly. She smiled back at me.
"If you want, you can PM me in-game. My name is Catianna! I'm a fire mage." The GM replied.
"A hidden GM?" I inquired. Catianna nodded.
"So if I make you my teammate, I'll snag me a walking how-to Second Life!" I chuckled. This game was awesome already.
"What will you name your character?" I considered this for a moment.
"Sara." I confidently said.
"Surprisingly, that name isn't taken yet. Sara it is. Where would you like to be born? North, South, Eastern, Western, or Central Continents? Those are the original old continents. We have also added another continent. It is the Southwestern Continent. It is much farther from Central than the other continents which are equal distances, but we decided to make it more realistic and add another one slightly out of the way."
"Then… Put me on the Southwestern Continent. I like new things." I smile. She smiles again, and Sara merges into me and I fall. Everything goes black.

AN: I put Cati in here! :OOOO Yay! Gingy will be coming and some other people, too! Don't kill me for using your player names. Love from Feathermoon server! :DD So, please review me. The rate at which I post will be highly irregular. This chapter was 1,566 words (not including these little rants of notes 3) I often get huge writer's block and simply quit the project for months. Huh… I need to get back to Roralas and Sam… meh, eventually. Since currently this will be posted quite a bit after I finish writing this little section, I'm going to start CHAPPY TWO! I'll release this one on June 10-15.

Just a few things.

PM – private messaging. Whispering. Etc.

Hidden GMs – These amazing folks are people who work by playing the game. This way, experiencing everything as a player, they will be able to find bugs in the system and immediately squash them.

The continents – Yes, I added a continent. Don't kill me. It's because I originally wanted to throw our dear heroine into the Western Continent, but I can't find any information on it and if some actually did exist, I'd be inaccurate. And so to avoid you from killing me because of that, you can kill me for trying not to mess up. I love you all. Please don't kill me (=_=")

Reviews? Please? I'll give you a hug! :OOO