The mid-day sun shone down on Logan Skipbeat, warming the somewhat awkward expression on his face. The typically cold winters in Arterea had few sunny days among them, but it seemed today was one of them. Logan had snapped into action when he first woke up that morning and opened his blinds. Winter walks were his favorite, but his umbrella had broken, so the normal rainy mornings that Winter in his area offered were made unbearable to walk in. Now he could finally pursue his season-long heart-dream of finding a new umbrella. Without taking any of the necessary procedures out of his typical morning routine, Logan was able to lock the door behind him in his work uniform (a dark blue retail shirt with tan pants) and nametag on. And there he was, walking. Outside, nonetheless!
Logan's focus on his purposeful walk had nearly caused him to miss an anomaly in the path he walked on. The path, previously a solitary path, now split into two. This not being the typical layout of his town, Logan looked down both directions to see where they led. The right path seemed to lead to the friendly ol' UmbrellaSwap Emporium, while the left path seemed to lead to a swirling vortex of shimmering colors and glitter. Logan was torn: He oh-so desperately wanted to attain an umbrella, perhaps in exchange for one of the buttery biscuits he had packed along with him, but the gaping hole in the fabric of space intrigued him somehow... He walked to the left, straight into the vortex.
"Oh my! Where ever have I gone?" Logan chirped, thrusting his hands to the sides of his face, his eyes widening. Before him stood a foriegn world. A strange aura permeated the air around him. It felt... Dark. "It's ever so dismal here... Wait! What is that I feel? I feel... A glimmer of... HOPE!" Logan ran after the glimmer of hope, his intuition leading him. His intuition was correct, as he found himself in front of a shrine. A shrine with a pedastal. A shrine with a pedastal with a diamond case. A shrine with a pedastal with a diamond case with a strange device inside. Suddenly, an angel appeared in front of him.
"LOGAN!" the angel screamed.
"HEAVENS!" Logan yelped, jumping back an inch.
"It is nigh, thy time of arrival. Yon self is here. Ye hath come. It is now, you are taking form in my presence." the angel took a deep breath, "So now that you have come, you can save our world."
"Save your world!?" Logan cried, "That's crazy-talk! I cannot save a world! I don't even have an umbrella!" Logan waved his umbrella-free hand indignantly.
"But..." the angel whispered, "You must have... Biscuits..."
"Biscuits? Well... Yes..." Logan said, pulling out a biscuit, "But I don't see the similarities between..."
The angel snapped savagely at the biscuit, nearly taking Logan's hand off. The angel let out a moan of ecstacy and popped. The diamond case then shattered, allowing Logan to take the device. As he was about to grab it, the angel's voice returned, "LOGAN! YOU SHALL BRING TRUE HEARTS BACK TO THIS WORLD!" With that screech, Logan thrust his hand onto the small device. He hadn't noticed how much it resembled a walkman until just now. The only difference was that there were heart outlines in place of the tuner dial and display.
He didn't have time to inspect it closer just then, as a long horrid sword had just been swung at him. Logan cried out and fell back, awe-struck by the blade, whose wielder was cloaked in shadow. It was a tall man with long flowing hair. That's all Logan could make out.
"Simple child..." The man's voice was a syrup that coated the air around Logan, "You have no right to rob me of this world. I am destined to own it... You cannot be allowed to stand in the way of the future!"
The man raised his sword to strike again, when another voice, female, low, russian-sounding, called out, "Use the Heart Socket!"
Logan glanced to the voice for a split-second to see an odd purple woman with horns and glowing yellow eyes staring at him. Behind her, a more human-seeming young lady with a giant staff and simple medium long light brown hair seemed to be trying to restrain her. Logan's eyes shot back to the man with the sword, then to the device in his hand. He shoved it towards the man. It emitted a strange red aura.
"Damn! You found it! I may not be able to finish you now, but just you wait. Soon..." The man thrust his face forward, menacingly, revealing his bright blue eyes and his long white hair and his angelic face housing a nose so delicately formed, it was as if a child had pushed a finger through snow and transfered the graceful image to the visage of this man. He then leapt into the sky.
The world began to spiral around Logan. The last thing he remembered seeing before fainting was the goat woman and the other woman running towards him. And the center heart on the device glowed red.