"Look what we got!" her older brother grinned like a fool dancing from one leg to another. His exact replica soon came in with a goofy grin of her own etched on her face, his twin, the older sister yelled a 'Tada' as they showed off the game everyone had been fervently waiting for. Sword Art Online.

'Really why must they barge in my room like this, annoying, this world is so annoying,'

"So that's where you two vanished yesterday," the blonde replied cracking a rare smile and slowly getting up to her feet and grabbing her nerve gear.

"Let's check it out shall we?"

"Let me have a go after you 'kay?" Tori grinned poking the nerve gear into place as Lyall lay down on her bed.

'No fair I'm the oldest I should go after Lyall!" Felix fumed jumping onto his twin and rolling together in a tantrum as the youngest of the three rolled her eyes and just went and activated her account.

"We're twins how could you know that!" she vaguely heard Tori rebuke as she dived into Aincrad.

That was the last thing she heard her siblings say. It wasn't really much was it?

'Link Start'

Quickly checking her sense and logging in she felt her heart beat in her throat.

'Welcome to Sword Art Online'

Blinking the fog out of her eyes she looked at her gloved hands, white, she couldn't bring herself to hate the color. She tuned around looking at the hall where others appeared clad in blue flames. Everyone was happy, grinning and fooling around with other players.

Lyall ran up to a window and looked at her reflection, standing at her real height of 5'63, her slim form was nothing different than her real self. Jet black hair arrived to her waist and dark unfamiliar eyes looked back at her. She smiled satisfied and arranged her jacket, a navy blue that arrived till her ankle with white stripes along it's collar and zip line. Under it was a simple black shirt. Her black boots were ideal for long distance travel, and her shorts which arrived to above her knees was adorned with a belt for her weapon. The pendant she had selected dangled from her neck, a sliver cross with a howling wolf. With a nod Lyall turned around to explore and perhaps get the hang of her controls she almost got ran over by a passer by.

She raised a brow at the dark haired man who streamed past her as fast as his legs could carry him. He seemed to be so eager, perhaps he was a beta tester, which would explain his familiarity with the place, not that it mattered to her, she would have her fun and get to the top with her own strength. Her siblings couldn't protect her here, and no one would know who she really was. No one would call her 'snowy' anymore.

"This is so much better than my world," she grinned a hand on her on her sword. It was a simple uchigatana, a sword which was worn by the samurai of feudal Japan. It's stats were good for a beginner she noted as she checked her items. Perhaps she would go off to train for a bit today.

Buying a few supplies from the NPC's around and running of to the field out of town she soon found two other players testing their skills.

'Oh the guy from before,' she thought one of them was familiar, in fact he almost ran into her earlier, he was clearly used to the system, the other was doing quite poorly though. It was nice of that beta to help him. Smiling softly she kept on walking, further until she meet some boars.

Unsheathing her katana she leaned forward and dug into the earth with her left foot, sprinting forwards as the boar noticed her she trailed the katana behind her. As the two opponents int he middle she let her skill explode and brought the blade upwards shining with a brilliant white light. She grinned as the boar exploded into green and blue shards behind her.

"KYAAAAAAAAA,"

Lyall tensed when she heard the cry, i seemed to be coming from ahead going down the hill she had been. Sighing since her training session was clearly over, she guessed she could help out whomever it was, running down towards the direction she had heard the cry from -sword ready in hand- she came next to what seemed to be a river. A woman with flowing blonde hair was surrounded by three boars, cowering by the bridge her hands over her head, she was obviously a newbie who had ventured out on her own without reading the instructions.

Applying more pressure to the ground she ran as fast as she could raising her weapon in the air and swiftly brought it down on the first creature. The second boar also burst along with the first she had hit. Looking up in surprise mid motion she saw a man clad in red who looked at her with a goofy and shocked expression.

Together they woke up from their reverie turning round to the last enemy and lunging their blades at him, for a moment the white brilliance of her sword touched the crimson light from his. And it was all over.

"Thank you," the woman sniffled as she got up and walked towards them. Lyall merely nodded not one of many words and walked away to get back to The Town of Beginning. The man eyes never left her.

"Let's call it a day,' she said to no one in particular, before she realized something was wrong. Scrolling around her settings, she couldn't find it.

"What?" she murmured when she had looked at every single menu that she could think would be logical to place the service.

"W-where is it? w-w-where's the log off button?" she heard a girl behind her panic. What was happening? A glitch?

Suddenly a brilliant light enveloped all the players, Lyall eyes widened as she was relocated. Wiping the brightness from her eyes she looked around to find they were in the courtyard where they all had logged in. Looking upwards she gulped as the sky filled with red and the hooded form of the creator came into view. She remained silent throughout his speech, her mind grasping the reality of the situation. They were trapped. They were trapped in a game. In Sword Art Online.

She couldn't move, not even when her true form was revealed. She didn't know what to feel when the crowd flared into a panicked disdain. She clenched her fists and bit her lip but she couldn't understand no matter how much she tried to. What was Kayaba Akihiko thinking? Many similar thoughts ran through the fifteen year old's mind.

'How strange, I feel lonely, and sad, but why am I not angry? What should I do? Why don't I feel the need to go back?…' she thought leaning against the column she had been by.

'Why…?'