A wave master logged in to the Japanese server. His profile said he was
from the U.S., and it wasn't lying. He was here on "business", he had a job
to do, and it would get done one way or another. His "spies" had told him
this was the next target, so he had come. He had been up all night waiting
for his chance. False alarms were many, jumping around from one server to
the next, discovering that the target had never been there, and wasn't
coming.
There wasn't much time, but he was ready, with time to spare. A "controlled virus", that was all it would take to finish the job. Five more seconds, four, three, two, one. Nothing happened. Another false alarm. He wasn't coming here either. The wave master slumped to the ground. Three A.M., and nothing. He was on the verge of tears, that was how exhausted and upset he was.
Footsteps, soft, even footsteps. They echoed down the street, getting slightly louder every step. The wave master looked up to meet the amber- eyes of a Heavy Axe. She was short, with short blue/green hair and little white wings her back. She stopped and stood about six or seven feet from the wave master. Both studied each other for a moment, then the woman moved to the right, and started to move around the wave master.
"Early for someone to be on." he said.
"Yes, but I couldn't sleep." she said, stopping next to the wave master. "What about you?"
"My, your very friendly to people who you've never met before," he said. "I've been up all night."
"Oh, so your one of those people who is obsessed with the game then?" the woman.
"You could say that, I guess." he replied. "But I'm not like some people, I have a reason for being online so long."
"What's that?"
"I've created a monster, and it needs to be destroyed."
"You don't mean that monster that's been killing people?"
"That's it exactly. I created him, but I never intended for him to go out of control like he did. He was never supposed to kill anybody. None of this should have happened, none of it."
"How are you going to kill it?"
"With a virus, it should destroy the monsters code, I hope."
"Well, I hope you succeed."
"What's your name, anyway?"
"Subaru."
"Well Subaru, I'm Bosh. I hope we meet again."
With that Bosh logged out of the server. In the real world he took off his headset and sat there thinking about what to do next. He sat and thought, moving only to get a pen and pad of paper. For an hour he sat there. Finally his head drooped and sleep overtook him.
There wasn't much time, but he was ready, with time to spare. A "controlled virus", that was all it would take to finish the job. Five more seconds, four, three, two, one. Nothing happened. Another false alarm. He wasn't coming here either. The wave master slumped to the ground. Three A.M., and nothing. He was on the verge of tears, that was how exhausted and upset he was.
Footsteps, soft, even footsteps. They echoed down the street, getting slightly louder every step. The wave master looked up to meet the amber- eyes of a Heavy Axe. She was short, with short blue/green hair and little white wings her back. She stopped and stood about six or seven feet from the wave master. Both studied each other for a moment, then the woman moved to the right, and started to move around the wave master.
"Early for someone to be on." he said.
"Yes, but I couldn't sleep." she said, stopping next to the wave master. "What about you?"
"My, your very friendly to people who you've never met before," he said. "I've been up all night."
"Oh, so your one of those people who is obsessed with the game then?" the woman.
"You could say that, I guess." he replied. "But I'm not like some people, I have a reason for being online so long."
"What's that?"
"I've created a monster, and it needs to be destroyed."
"You don't mean that monster that's been killing people?"
"That's it exactly. I created him, but I never intended for him to go out of control like he did. He was never supposed to kill anybody. None of this should have happened, none of it."
"How are you going to kill it?"
"With a virus, it should destroy the monsters code, I hope."
"Well, I hope you succeed."
"What's your name, anyway?"
"Subaru."
"Well Subaru, I'm Bosh. I hope we meet again."
With that Bosh logged out of the server. In the real world he took off his headset and sat there thinking about what to do next. He sat and thought, moving only to get a pen and pad of paper. For an hour he sat there. Finally his head drooped and sleep overtook him.