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I DO NOT OWN HYPERDIMENSION NEPTUNIA AND/OR ANYTHING THAT IS MENTIONED SUCH AS MUSIC, PHOTOS, AND PEOPLE'S NAMES ETC. THE ONLY THING I OFFICIALLY OWN IS MY OC('s). HYPERDIMENSION NEPTUNIA IS OWNED BY COMPILE HEART AND IDEA FACTORY. PLEASE SUPPORT THE OFFICIAL RELEASE!
Goddesses...supposedly one of the prettiest girls there are. They're the ones that make you feel like nothing's bad gonna happen to you or anything, basically they're like angels.
You're probably wondering why I'm telling you this? It's simple really, to tell you a story. A story about how and why I got to Hyperdimension. It all started one Friday morning when I was awoken by the alarm…
(Sun's POV)
*Beep* *Beep* Beep*
*smack!*
"...*sigh*...god damn….it's already time….*yawn*...", I get up usually around 7:10 a.m. in the morning to go to school. I said 'usually' because that's the time I always wake up. Not today however, I had something to do which was something important to me.
"...*yawn*...", I got out of my bed and plant my feet on the cool carpet. I look at my clock and it reads 5:55 a.m.
'...damn it Damon…..you and your damn laziness'.
Damon Santiago, age 18, currently one of the few people I trust in my 'small' but popular company called True Music Productions. Although we're 'small' in terms of people, we are currently one of the most talented musicians/deejays/producers in the whole country. That would be, by the way, the United States of America. Anyways, Damon was a deejay that 'was' suppose to have an album done by Friday morning, but recently he's been getting into trouble. When I say trouble, I mean trouble with the police. Damon apparently had a confrontation with the police about his 'parking' on the red lanes. Of course once or twice it's a warning from the police, but of course, Damon parked on the red lanes more than one too many times. So long story short, his laziness to find a parking spot that was legal pretty much landed him a one night ticket to jail. Harsh I know, but how else is he gonna learn that one too many tickets can lead to this. And of course I'M the one that has to get him out of situations like this.
Like every morning; I go shower, dry off, and dress. Once I got that out of the way I went to the kitchen and grabbed a bag of chips and water for Damon. Knowing him he probably skipped dinner from the jail just so he can play the 'starving' card.
I decided to walk there since it's a 20 minute walk from my apartment to the jail. As well to show Damon that he's making me skip some sleep time. A guy needs as much sleep as possible, otherwise you get a cranky jackass. When I started walking, I quietly walked from my door to the stairs. My apartment is on the 2nd floor and the stairs were 10 doors away with at least 3 children inside each, including parents. 61, including me, residents in one floor. It's not as bad as you think it may be, in fact, all of the residents here were really kind and their kids really loved me. I never thought of myself as a 'cool' guy to the kids but whatever. As soon as I got to the stairs door I opened it and closed it quietly.
"Now...lets see here", I brought out my Samsung Galaxy S6, and searched for Freestyler on my music. While that was happening, I brought out my bluetooth headphones and connected it to my phone. Once it was connected I pressed Freestyler (B-PHISTO TRAP REMIX) and let it play.
I put on my headphones and started to walk downstairs.
After getting outside I started to walk straight towards the jail.
-20 minutes later-
I soon arrived at the jail and checked my phone, which was in the middle of playing Blank by Disfigure.
'6:25 a.m. I'm a little early, but I have to go in'
I opened the door and was greeted with a waiting room. The room was very quiet with chairs that were set against the dark blue wall. Each corner had a table with magazines that had some 'wild news' about celebrities. In front of me was a man with graying hair. He had on a black police officer uniform with a name tag that said Andrew Sanders. Currently, he was playing with his pen on on one hand and in the other just holding his bored face.
'Must be a slow night...er morning'
I go up to him and he looked at for a moment. That moment turned into a minute.
"...Can I help you?" he says
"I'm here to bail out Damon Santiago"
"..."
He stayed quiet and looked at me with disbelief. I can honestly agree with his facial expression. I mean a guy with white hair, me, is going to bail out a small time lazyass guy who just happen to get into jail for one night. I mean, how many times can you say that you saw a male teenager, with white hair, bailing out another man? Not one i'll tell you.
"So...you're going to bail out.." , he goes to the computer next to him and starts typing.
"...Damon….Santiago?...who owes….$575 dollars?", he gives me another expression of disbelief.
"Yes", i said bluntly
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
Long story short, I took out my wallet and paid the bail, and as I predicted...Damon skipped the jail's dinner.
….oh how right I was…..
-10 Minutes later-
Damon and I were walking to my apartment, well actually me because today a school day. Damon was just taking the same route as me, which was a little annoying. Anyways I had my headphones on for a few reasons. One, I didn't want to hear the cars that were passing by as we walked, and two is Damon's 'eating'. Honestly if anyone can eat like an animal, but still manage to NOT make a mess...it would be Damon. If you want to know what he sounds like when he's eating, I don't know why though, see if you can hear a crackling bag of chips with a sound of breathing in and out...REPEATEDLY!
-A few hours later-
After going to school; I went to my classes, like usual. The classes were always boring to me, mostly because I already know what I have to learn on the quizzes and tests. My homework was always done during classes the day before it's actually due or days before. The reason I do this is because that way when I get home, I have more time to focus on the music production or I have to study for a quiz/test. Anyways I was walking home listening to my music, which was playing Smooth Criminal by Michael Jackson, when my headphones started to act…'funny'.
"So, Annie are you ok, are you ok-*screeeeeeech*"
"- ok, Annie? You've been hit by! You've been hit by! A smooth-*screeeeeeech*"
I took off my headphone and looked at them with disbelief.
"Seriously?...You gotta be kidding me!"
I know that bluetooth connection was good, because I had these for almost two years now and it never did that. I checked my phone out and did some quick setting check. However when I played the music again it still did the screeching noise, and for some reason it started to cut out and in every 3 seconds.
"Oh come on!" , I groaned.
'Maybe it's the phone...I'll do a virus check'
I did that and it said nothing bad was in phone. So throughout the whole time I was walking home, I was turning on and off my stuff to see what was the problem. Eventually I got to my apartment's door and set aside my stuff to get my keys.
As I was unlocking my door i noticed a small package was next to my door. I looked at it and it had my name and address.
'I didn't order anything?'
I unlocked my door and brought the package along with me. I set my 'broken' stuff on the coffee table, along with the package, and went to go look for a knife to cut open the package. As I was looking for it I started to get a little tingle in my whole body. That tingle got stronger when I went into my room.
"D-da hell?!'', I said.
I tried to shake the tingling feeling inside me, but that was the least of my worries when I saw something I never thought I would see in real life.
I looked to the right side of my room and saw a bright rectangle portal like thing just floating there!
I was mesmerized and shocked to see this, but that all changed when the portal like thing started to suck me in.
"W-WHAT THE?!", before I knew it… I was already in.
I was somewhere...weird. All around me I saw white glowing zero's and one's changing only to zero's and one's. What made it more weird was these technology lines going all around in the background, which was black, making some kind of pattern. I didn't realize it, but I was walking around. Each step I took made a small clang sound which kinda made me feel like i was on a spaceship. I eventually stopped and looked in front of me. At first i thought it was someone else but it was just me on a reflection. However this reflection was weird.
I made some movements to see if it was really me and sure enough it was me. The reflection in front of had my white hair, but it was spiked up instead of going forward. It had a gray collar that had a squiggly line on the middle. It had some black and white armor that emphasized it's six pack. It's left arm was white with a glowing green rectangle on the triceps and a glowing baby blue rectangle on the extensors. On the other side of it's arm, it was black with the same rectangles on its arm but the top was glowing white and the bottom was glowing purple.
I looked at its legs, but was cut off when i saw this white belt around it. The belt had 8 spaced out, small ovals. 4 ovals were on its right side with a glowing purple, black, green and white. On the middle was a light glowing green triangle, and to its left side was a glowing baby blue, pink, white with its outer oval ring being black, and purple-pinkish.
"...What the hell is going on….."
After I said this, the portal that took me appeared under me and dropped me off somewhere. This somewhere however was going to be my new start.
"NOT AGAIN FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCK!"