Erik watched the girl in the kitchen area.

"Whats your name?" He asked.

"Reatha." She typed.

"Yours?"

"Angel."

"Nice. But are all angels in human form? Could they be wood elves?"

"I suppose so. Are you a wood elf?"

"Yeah."

"This is a lovely house." Erik typed.

"Its okay for virtual."

"How much did it cost?"

"Fifteen thousand gold."

"How did you get the money?"

Reatha turn around and a cup of tea appeared before Erik.

"Right click and click drink." She instructed, as she sat down next to him. He did so.

"When I said this was my forest. I say it because I rob anyone who steps foot in it." Erik grinned behind his desk.. He liked this girl.

"Is that so?" He typed.

"you don't look like the thief type."

"come with me. I'll show you." Reatha led them through a door into a windowless room. Erik looked around and saw a vast area of treasure and valuables.

"Think so now?"

"lol" Erik typed.

"Here let me get you set up with a few things. Reatha started putting things on the ground in front of Erik.

"Put them on" Erik took the black armor.

"Or should an Angel wear white armor."

"I never said I was an Angel from God."

"Whooo a dark angel.. you must have a lot of girlfriends."

"lol. no." Erik put the Armor on. He admired it on his virtual self She handed him a sword. It was decorated with a demon on the black hilt. The beast was devouring the blade. Erik again fell in love with the graphics.

"if your a thief. Why are you helping me?"

"I am a demented robin hood figure. I steal from everyone and give to those who deserve it."

"nice."

"Not really. Here I will help you level up follow me." She led him outside.

"Draw your sword."

He did so.

Reatha spoke an incantation and a rat appeared before Erik.

"Kill it." she instructed. Erik swung at the rat. This training session went on for several hours. Erik had successfully leveled up eight levels.

"There thats a high enough level." She said.

"Let me get you some other things but then I have to log off."

"No really. I can take care of myself now. You really have done enough."

"No its okay. You will owe me a big favor though."

"Fair enough."

Reatha led him to a smaller building in the back of the house. She opened the door and went in.

Erik followed. Inside where three horses.

A black, a white, and a paint.

"This is Reao." She said pointing to the white.

"Breao" the black

"And Oreo." the paint.

"You can borrow Breao,"

"Really?"

"sure. Borrow. Mind you."

"Got it."

"also." she typed. Suddenly a pile of gold appeared before Erik.

"Take it. Pay me back when you can. If you are going to play this game. Might as well start in style."

"Really thanks. I will give everything back."

"You better or your hunted." she joked.

"Got it."

"One last thing."

"The best thing about this game is that your name doesn't show up above your head. If you don't want people to know who you are.. They can't no matter what. But people here get into the habit of recognizing faces. So here." she put a black Zorro type mask in front of him.

"The masked dark angel" Erik typed. He was tired of masks but... It could come in handy.

"How hot." she said.

"Lol"

"Look i gotta go. But I'll see you soon!"

"Alright bye." Reatha logged off. Erik did the same. Four straight hours of playing and his eyes hurt.