This version of SAO is slightly different than the canon. It has blood, pain and possibly dismemberment, thus the M Rating.
It's one of those days. Chris woke up with a hangover, like she practically always does on weekends, despite only being 16. Something was different today, though. She looked over on her nightstand and, to her surprise, found a plate of bacon and eggs, accompanied by a glass of water.
''What the hell?'', she thought as she inspected the water closely. Surely, this was some kind of trick or a test by her Step-Father, who always hated the fact that Chris had fun on weekends. A careful sip, and a lack of death by poison, lead to her drinking the water in two quick gulps.
As she started to eat her breakfast in bed, she quickly stopped eating as she heard someone approach her door and knock. As always, before she could respond, Raymond entered her room.
''Good morning, Christina.'' He smiled as he entered the bright room, that was obviously designed by Chris' mom. Bright-blue walls and white furniture would make any rebellious 16-year-old daughter vomit, if it weren't for that big painting of the Nemean Lion above her bed, the only piece of decoration she chose herself. Aside from partying, mythology is the only thing Chris is really interested in.
''What is it?'' she replied, suspiciously. He smiled a little brighter as he saw the empty glass and the half-empty plate. ''I see you already enjoyed the breakfast I made you.''
Before she could attempt to empty her stomach by gagging on her finger, he quickly resumed talking. ''Relax, relax. I didn't put anything in it. I just thought we should try and get a bit closer. You know, as father and dau-'' ''You're not my father, Raymond.'' she interrupted.
He sighed. ''Alright, Step-Father and Step-Daughter. That's why I bought these…''
He quickly exits the room and comes back in with two boxes, which had ''Argus'' written on them. ''Now, I know you don't really like video games that much, but I'm sure even yo-''
''Not interested.'' she interrupted, looking at her phone now.
''Come on, just try it out. They cost a lot of money, and getting them was difficult…'' he said, using the most disappointed and sad voice he could manage, and it had the desired effect.
Chris sighed, and then asked. ''What's in the boxes?''
His face brightened up immediately. ''These are NerveGears. They are the newest consoles on the market, and normally only available in Japan. They are perfect Virtual Reality consoles, meaning that you move and speak just like in Real Life.''
''What's the point, then? I can move and speak like in Real Life right now.''
As if he had expected such a question, he smirked. ''Can you fight hordes of monsters, wield swords and form armies in real life?'' He confidently held the box towards his Step-Daughter, who, intrigued, took it. ''The game is already in the box. I'll set it up for you if you need any help, meanwhile I'll set mine up. Just tell me when you log in, okay?'' As he rushed off into his room like a child with a new toy, Chris had to ask herself who the more mature one was.
After she had finally figured out that the cable was for the internet and not for more power, as was her theory at first, she laid down in her bed, with the console on her head. She had memorized the starting words from the manual and prepared for an interesting experience. ''Link, start.''