Note: I don't own Sword Art Online or anything linked to it. I wish I did though...

Tick, tick, tick, tick. Everyone in the junior class kept their eyes on the clock as it slowly moved. Well, almost everyone. Lyam (Yes, it is deliberately spelled this way, but pronounced the same way as Liam) Vekanos was engrossed in his favorite pastime, drawing, while his brother, John, was on his laptop.

Lyam, with his hand running through his brown hair and his green eyes fixed intensely on his notepad, was finishing up a fantasy-like sword with a dark green blade, black guard and pommel, and white grip. One side was sharp like a katana, but it wasn't curved. He gave it the name, "Cyclone Cleaver", just as the bell rang. Lyam looked back and saw his brother, a black haired boy still in his seat with his computer out.

He walked over to him and tapped his brother's shoulder. "Come on John, school's out, just like you wanted." John, whose brown eyes stayed glued to the screen, absentmindedly nodded. Lyam rolled his eyes and was about to close the lid of the laptop when a girl with short dirty blonde hair and dark blue eyes walked over and did it for him.

"Learn to unplug and join the real world." Cheyenne Gracefield, John's girlfriend said, taunting her boyfriend.

Lyam joined in, "It's no use, he's probably never heard of that server." and they both started laughing.

John chuckled, taunting them back. "Like you're ones to talk. Which two people do I know never stop reading and drawing? You two need to plug in more."

They continued their conversation down the hall. Lyam and Cheyenne started to argue with John that books were better than burning your eyes out staring at a computer screen when they heard a familiar voice yell out form down the hall, screaming, "Get away from me!" All three of them looked at each other. "It's Melanie, isn't it?." John said for all three of them as they made their way to the locker room.

Melanie Dianthre was backed into a corner by Chad Kalferg and his gang. "Come on, school's over, so why do you care? You don't need it anymore." Chad insisted. She frantically looked around, her black ponytail nearly hitting herself in her face as she does. Her light blue eyes showed she was really freaking out.

Cheyenne and John arrived there first, and pushed the two gang members backing him up out of the way. Cheyenne then pulled Chad away by his longer-than-most-guys-have-it (like almost down to his shoulders) blonde hair. He looked around, saw them, and immediately started smart mouthing. "Well, if it isn't the two lovebirds. Why don't you go back to your books and games. I've got things to do."

John lashed back, "Like forcing girls to give you their money because you already spent mommy's allowance?" Chad whipped his head to John, black eyes filled with rage, and just as Lyam walked in, insulted John by saying, "What do you care, you adopted piece of trash?" John looked like he was shot, and Lyam was filled with rage that he would bring that up.

It wasn't hard to tell. Lyam and his mother both had brown hair and brightly colored eyes, but John had black hair and dark brown eyes. On top of it, he was tanner than most people in the city, not just the Vekanos family.

Lyam walked over to Chad, pinned him to the lockers, and warned him, "Get out of here, don't bother my friends, don't insult my family, and you won't have to wake up in the hospital. Got it?" Chad, startled because no one talked to him like that, shook Lyam off and walked out of the room with his fists clenched. Lyam turned to his brother and asked if he was okay. John looked at him with that usual smile and assured him he was alright.

"It's nothing he hasn't said before." He added. As Lyam sighed at his brother's, in Lyam's own words, "too happy attitude", Melanie walked over and thanked them for getting rid of Chad. "It was nothing, don't mention it. After all, what're friends for?" Cheyenne and Melanie were friends since grade school, and she was friendly to Lyam and John. After that fiasco, they all gathered their books and started home.

On the way, Lyam was skeptical about what John was looking at on his laptop, usually, he keeps it in his bag, but he didn't seem like he wanted to put it away today. "Alright, what were you looking at?" Lyam asked, but he felt he already knew the answer.

His brother answered simply with "The fourms". Lyam sighed as they got to their house. "You know, you don't have to be on there 24/7." He scolded his brother as he unlocked the door.

John shrugged as he put his bag down on the dining room table and said, "Hey, the community has bounced back pretty quickly from the incident." Lyam braced himself to hear all about how he should join the game just like he used to. It's true, Lyam used to play mmorpgs like John, but suddenly stopped. Lyam zoned back in when he heard the word "sword".

Intrigued, Lyam asked, "Wait, what about a sword now?" Now John rolled his eyes and repeated himself. "I said you don't really have to use a gun. There is a sword, but it helps to at least have a pistol if anything."

After a minute of thinking, Lyam finally gave in and said after his work at the convenience store was over, he might go on. With a look of triumph on his face, John took his laptop out of his bag and went back onto the forums. Lyam just shook his head thinking, "What've I gotten myself into?"

3 hours after his last chat with his brother, Lyam was sitting down in his room, staring at the machine on his bed: an Amusphere. He sighs to himself, and mentally kicked himself as well for letting John win. As he put it on his head, he thought to himself, Well, can't disappoint my brother.

Link Start!

Lyam is taken to a menu screen that is completely black except for white text. It asked him wether he wanted to convert a character or make a new one. Lyam hesitates about what he should do. It's only right for me to pick up my identity again, he decided, and chooses to convert his character, Lyvek, into the game. He is greeted by another screen, this one gray with white lettering

Welcome to Gun Gale Online!

Yeah, first chapter is slower than...well, even snails outpace this thing by miles. It should have been no surprise to anyone what the game is with the talk of guns and such, as well as the title. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Hopefully the next chapter will be done soon. (keyword being hopefully) feel free to review, as I'll take all the help I can get.