AN:

This is an idea I've been thinking about, what if Argo was the daughter of Snowdrift Katyusa? This is the idea in which I came up with.

Argo let out a sigh as she lied down in her hotel room, still angry and upset over the disturbing situation Sword Art Online had taken. I just hope that my information will help prevent people from getting killed, she thought to herself.

Turning over to her side, she found herself drifting into an uncomfortable sleep, but at the moment, she didn't care. For all she knew, hers and many other people's lives could be over, and part of her almost wanted to end it now. Yet, there was that stubborn part of her that knew suicide was not the answer.

For a time, she was settled in the black of sleep, until around midnight, she blinked open her eyes. "Hello my daughter," A familiar blond whom was slightly shorter than she was spoke.

"Mom?" Argo asked, setting up, noticing for the first time she was in a field of flowers. "Am...am I dead?" she asked nervously.

The girl shook her head. "No, my daughter, but you are troubled, so I thought I would come in visit."

Smiling, Argo hugged her mother. "It's all gone wrong, Mom. SAO, it was suppose to be a game, nothing more. But now..."

Her mom knew the feeling. "Back during the finals, when we beat Kuromorimine, that's what we had thought too. When we fired on the Panzer III, we didn't know it would fall off the cliff, heck, we didn't even know it had happened until after we had knocked out the enemy flag tank." Katyusha shook her head. "No one was suppose to get hurt, and no one was suppose to die, yet five tankers almost lost their lives that day."

Argo had heard the story before, many times. "So, you know how I feel?" Argo asked. "What should I do?"

Katyusha patted her head gently. "Whatever you are good at." She then smiled as a memory came to her. "When I first took up Tankery, my instructed taught us one thing, and that was that every team member is important, even if they where not directly firing the gun or driving the tank. Now I'm no expert on VRMMO's neither am I with Sword Art Online, but that truth remains."

The young girl understood what her mom was trying to get across. "I'm good as an Info-broker." she began. "But... if I charge a lot of money for my info, then those people might get themselves into a tough situation."

Shacking her head, Katyusha let out a sigh. "Don't be cheep with your information, otherwise people won't want to buy from you, as they'll think it's not as good as those who charge higher."

"But.."

"Let the guide-book show you the way forward," Katyusha whispered as her body faded.

"Wait, mom, don't go!" Argo cried, before waking up in a cold sweat. Did... did that even happen? She asked herself. Before she opened the guidebook, she wondered what her mother had meant. What does she mean by that? She pondered as she read over and over the guide during the night.

By morning, what her mother was telling her made sense. "Of course, I can give out the guide book for free, but charge for my information!" Feeling a bit better, she looked up to the skies. "Mother, Thank you for showing me the way. I'll do my best to clear the game. And you watch, I'll make the best Info-broker anyone has ever seen." She then went to find some of her friends whom where ex beta testers to help with the distribution with the guide book.

Nonna watched her adopted daughter in the hospitable, which as she knew that at any moment, her child may be gone. "I'm sorry Katyusha, but... If only I had known this would happen, then I could have stopped her."After Katyusha's death, Nonna had taken custody of her sole daughter, and raised her with her son.

"I hope sis returns to us someday," He said, before gently grasping her hand. "Please, come back to us sis."