(This is my first Fanfiction. Tell me what you think, positive or negative.

I know it sucks though)

The real and the virtual, who is to distinguish between the two? Who is

capable of saying to those that hide in the virtual world to accept what has

been deemed real? We all must escape, we each have our own ways. Some dream,

some run, and some even choose to face the inevitable. The world is indeed a

harsh place. So alienating and cold to some. Yet warm and embracing to the

lucky ones. Yet we are not all so lucky, we may appear fine on the surface

but beneath it all lies an ocean of grief.

For as the saying goes; "All that glitters is not gold." Yet if it glitters

then surely it must be attractive, not grotesque and sinful. But it is truly

all that lies beneath the golden platting. But there is a certain light, one

that also appears to glitter.

"Adam!" the old woman yelled in his face. He blinked sharply and jerked his

attention to her.

"Uh..yes ma'am?" he stuttered as the other children laughed.

"I thought you had moved to La La land, permanently, pay attention, Mr.

Keuler."

"yes ma'am." he whispered as he lowered his head to draw in his notebook. He

was stunned to find that while zoned out he had been drawing. His entire

paper was filled with large black circles and scratches and in the middle of

the paper, composed of small thick black circles read the phrase;

"I FEEL YOUR DREAMS"

Adam looked blankly at the paper. "My….dreams" he whispered to himself. Was

someone playing games with him? "Adam?" his friend said as he tapped him on

the shoulder. Adam jerked back once more and turned to face his friend,

Greg. "You ok, man?" he asked him.

"Uh.." he looked down at his paper, but the mysterious words were gone,

"yeah." he said with slightly upraised brow and a sigh of relief. His eyes

were playing tricks on him, he needed sleep.

The teacher droned on a little while longer until she said, "Now for what

you've all been waiting for, I'm sure; report cards." Many children moaned

and complained as she walked down the row of desks, handing out the blue and

white flimsy paper to its alphabetic human component. She placed one on

Adam's desk with a smile and said, "Good job, Mr. Keuler." He smiled back

politely and took it into his hands.

"Oh no." he frowned. Two B's resided on his paper. "They're gonna kill me."

Adam whined. His parents had always pushed him hard in academics. All his

life he had made straight A's. yet unsurprisingly Greg was howling for joy,

"Yes! I passed, I passed, I passed!" he shouted. "See!" he shoved the paper

in Adam's face, it bore purely C's and D's. Adam would never be able to get

away with that. But he wished he could.

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He had dreaded it all the way home but there he was, in his kitchen with

his parents sitting at the other end of the table. "I can't tell you how

disappointed we are, Adam." his mother said calmly. "We'd expect more from

you." she sighed and held her head. But the silence in between her

statements had the most effect on him. "I'm sorry to say, you're grounded.

Now please, go to your room."

He walked up the stairs and found his room and shut the door. Sighing he

fell to his bed, the warmth and comfort beckoned him, yet something poked

his side. He reached into his pocket to find a CD and a note. He could

remember Greg giving it to him earlier. He could remember his words, "Happy

Birthday, man. It's fun to play, I mean I love it, and hey it's always a way

outta reality."

He unfolded the note and skimmed the simple message;

"my names Osiris mail me when you login."

"What's to loose?" he thought to himself. His parents hadn't specified

punishment yet so using the computer wasn't wrong. He got off his bed and

turned to face his computer, but something shocked him, the computer was on.

He could have sworn he had turned it off earlier, or did he? He merely

shrugged it off as his own ignorance.

He removed the CD from its plastic case and placed it into the CD drive.

After the installation features passed the screen flashed the question

"Character Name:"

Adam thought for a while until he smiled and typed in the name "Shoki" The

screen launched the character creation program and he chose "Twin Blade" as

his class.

Soon he was in an odd town with a river running through it. "Mac Anu" he

read off the screen to himself.

"look at the N00B." Some players mocked. He was bumped into from behind "Oh

I'm sorry." the man said as another player yelled at him from a distance,

"Hey Osiris! I got that item for ya!"

Adam thought to himself "Osiris?!" but had the words "Greg?" escape his

mouth. The tall long arm looked at him and said, "You know my..name?" "It's

me, Adam." He replied. "Oh, hey man, but uh in the game I'm Osiris, okay?"

"Oh" Adam said. Osiris looked nothing like Greg.

"Hey" Osiris snapped his fingers and smiled, "I know, I'll help you level

up. I know some wicked dungeons and good newbie spots." Adam nodded as

Osiris signaled to the shouting player. The golden rings descended upon both

Shoki and Osiris. Net thing Shoki knew they were both atop a hill. "So

what's your player name?" Greg inquired.

"Uh, Shoki." He replied.

"Interesting, what's it mean?"

"In Japanese Mythology Shoki was a legendary demon exorcist."

"Whoa, heavy. Isn't this nice?" Greg smiled.

Shoki looked around and merely nodded in response, "An escape." he

whispered to himself. "Hmm? What's that?" Greg hadn't heard him. "Oh,

uh…nothing." Something came charging out of the distance toward the two.

"What is that thing?" he said in a worried tone. "Oh, just a minor enemy, a

Woodstock. Come on, it's time to party." Osiris leapt into the air and hit

the ground running just in front of the monster. He slashed at it twice with

his spear and it was gone. "See, since we're in a party we both get EXP." he

said with a smile.

Shoki wasn't listening. A look of horror on his face. "Don't you love me?"

a voice echoed in the back of his head. "What is it, Shoki? What is it?"

Osiris was getting nervous and worried.

It was a women's voice, soft and gentle. "Please….don't leave me alone

again. Don't leave again." then they both heard a startling sound, a high

pitched screaming noise not made by any human as the sky shattered and

revealed a broken scene of stars and a cracked moon.

"What the hell's going on?!" Osiris screamed. "Let's get outta here!" He

ran past Shoki and grabbed his shoulder but he didn't budge. "Adam! Adam!

No, please! Adam!" Shoki's mouth dropped open as the entire map began to

decay.

"I wont leave you." he said in an ominous tone. Osiris Yelled once more

into his face. "No! Adam wake up!" The noise was getting louder, the

background music was being drowned out.

Then she came. She appeared right before Shoki. Her entire being seemed

like that of a phantom's. She floated down and kissed Shoki on his Cheek as

a feeling of pure cold ran though him. "Adam…." she whispered. In a blaze of

white the entire map was gone and Osiris and Shoki fell into the river in

Mac Anu. Everyone stared at them as they hit the water. Adam immediately

pulled the plug out of the wall giving his computer power.

Yet for a moment the words lingered on the black monitor, powerless. In

bright white bold font;

FIND ME

WE each have our own roles in life. From the followers, the leaders, the

messiahs or even the anchors that drag everyone else to hell. WE must

complete our roles till the end, we cannot fight the script of destiny.