This is just something I'll be working on for the next couple of months. I'd really appreciate some constructive criticism. I'm trying to improve on writing lengthier chapters and working on detail and description. If anyone has any tips, I'd love to hear them. I'm not going to give away much at all, but it is based on a Harvest Moon game. None of the characters are mine and I do not own Harvest Moon. Marvelous has rights on the pretty farming game. Now here's the first chapter!

Chapter 1: His Name Is…

He woke up and rolled out of bed quietly, so he wouldn't wake the one next to him. He carefully slipped on his jeans and threw on his shirt. He left the top two buttons unbuttoned and clothed his feet with plain, white socks. He forced his feet into his shoes and left the house, closing the door slowly to not wake anyone.

The spring sun was not shining in the sky yet. It was barely dawn as the man got out a light hoe. The dew painted water on his shoes as he walked towards the fields with the hoe leaning on his shoulder. A small smile worked onto his face as he thought, 'Better to get an early start on these things, I suppose.'

The hoe plunged into the earth, bringing up fresh nutrients. The man worked the ground forcefully with the hoe. He was swinging it up in the air and then crashing to smash the stubborn clumps of dirt, while gently pushing around the soft dirt. Even though it was slightly chilly, he still worked up a sweat. He paused and brushed away the few, salty beads that clung to his brow.

An unfamiliar sound of different dirt shifting caught his attention. He placed the head of the hoe onto the ground and leaned an elbow on the end. A person was walking on the dirt trail. He squinted slightly, due to the lack of light, and noticed that he had never seen this person before. The figure looked like a man, but he was not so sure. He didn't want to say a word to the stranger, so he went back to his work.

By the time he was finished with the fields the sun was slowly coming up over the mountain, casting some awkward rays. He groaned as he felt his stomach rumble. Placing the hoe back in its place, he returned to his house and sat down to grab a bite to eat with his family before going to the fields again to work.

Soon enough, they all come out to work in the fields. This time though, the man was spreading spring seeds around. They focused on plants, like his grandfather did. Each season they go through the same process: sowing, watering, harvesting. He did not particularly like his job as a farmer, but he did not have any other options when it came to jobs.

He was a fast learner and was very focused on what he had to do. Maybe even a little too focused for he did not notice when two men walk up to the fence.

"He's the new guy in town." A girl bent down and lightly pulled on his sleeve. "I think we should introduce ourselves." She rose and he quickly did the same.

He looked at the two men. He knew one of them, he'd seen him at the bar sometimes. The other one looked like the figure he had seen a few hours ago. Indeed he was a man, or better put, a city-boy. He had soft features and chocolate hair with eyes to match. He couldn't have been older than twenty-eight and he was not exactly a strong fellow, he did not seem to have much in the muscle department.

He heard the older man introduce them to him and explain that they were farmers. The older man pointed to the city-boy and said, "His name is Jack."