Disclaimer: I don't own Fusion Fall. Jasper is my OC.
Author's Note: Sorry this is short, but as we all know school is a royal pain in the arse. I swear that this will be the only chapter under 1000 words. Also brought up by Speedy-Shifter, I will allow FusionFall OCs to have a one time appearance only if it's not a mary sue and I can fit them in. But also, it's an MMORPG, there's going to be some onetime characters anyway!
So, Let's continue!
Lv. 1- Sector V (Future)
Follow the 'Story' Hay-er… Ray.
Number 5, who I had almost forgot was at Tech Square, woke me up when we landed in Hero Square, Sector V. I slouched and continually rubbed the sleep out of my eyes as we went to the Treehouse for a debriefing. Possibly to talk about me and my 'delusional amnesia', as Dex had called it. No one I didn't at least recognize was at the Treehouse; it was just KND vendors and Skyway agents chatting it up. There were no other 'players' than me.
"Where are the…" I snapped my fingers, searching for a word to describe it.
"Troops," Number 2 put in
"Sure, let's go with that," I shugged
"They were all sent to the past. We were hoping they would stop Fuse then, but you can see…" Number 5 trailed off
"Nothing really changed," I finished
I had only seen the inside of the Treehouse through the cartoon, but it only looked slightly similar. 2D holographic screens lined the walls with constant news feeds. 'Ed missing,' 'Fusion Mayor back,' 'Fastest time…' 'Delightful Developments infected,' all glared at me until I saw the newest feed; 'Hazel Flarezeta found'.
She wasn't found, I was.
In the control center/lounge (?) everyone sat on the giant couch-tire-thing. Number 2 stopped me before I sat down
"I think you should sit this one out," He told me, giving me an apologetic, crooked grin.
"Oh, 'kay," I mumbled
When the giant door closed behind me, I rested my back against it and slid to the floor. Drawing a knee to my chest I sighed. I had gotten my greatest wish: to be inside a videogame.
'But…' I thought, downcast, 'it's not so fun when you're mistaken for someone else.'
I was always getting mixed up with May as we go older; the only one who could tell us apart was my best friend, Ali. And now, I'm being mixed up for someone I made up. Using a videogame! Unless this wasn't a game and I really am Hazel…
"Gah," I whispered harshly to myself, "No, no, no, no, NO; get a hold of yourself Ray." I banged my palms into the sides of my head, trying to shake out the treacherous thought.
"What's wrong?"
"A-ah ha," I exclaimed, pushing against the door.
A boy, at about the average height for a guy my age (Lucky), was bent down in front of me so we were eye level. A few locks of black hair were in his right eye as he gave me an inquisitive look. To me, he looked damn smugly amused.
"Nothing" I retorted, standing on the balls of my feet, trying to seem taller than my 4' 10"
"Are you sure, senorita?" His Eduardo nano asked me, looking worried and thoughtful.
Damn me and my softness for the little, Spanish, purple fuzz ball.
"I'm sure," I smiled as my body relaxed, I turned back to the boy, "I thought every one went to the past."
"I'm a new recruit," I noticed he had a tint of a New York accent as he shuffled his feet a bit, looking shyly to the side.
"How many nanos have you created?" I asked, petting Eduardo on the head.
"Eduardo's my newest one," He grinned fondly at both of us.
"Si, si," Eduardo cheered, "Jasper is muy nice!"
"Level four," I muttered under my breath
"What was that?" he asked
"Nothing," I jokingly held my hands up in mock defense.
Jasper laughed, "Is 'nothing your favorite word?" he grinned widely giving me a good view of his mediocre white teeth
"No," This guy is pretty funny, and nice…
I tumbled back as the door swung open. Jasper caught my arm and pulled me up to regain my bearings.
" Thanks," I breathed, slightly shocked
"No prob," Jasper grinned again as Bubbles pulled us in and we both stood in a rigid attention in front of the few remaining heroes.
Play the game Ray, play the game.
Sorry this chapter was short, school is being a royal pain in the butt. Next chapter is sure to be longer.
Please review; constructive criticism is welcome flames shall be used to burn Fuse to a crisp.
