The Japanese server, 12A.M, three, small, silver creatures bound through
the night. They were like metal birds without wings, with long metal heads,
thin arms, and a small body. Each one moved silently through the long
grasses. Here and there they would pass a player on a late night excursion
with out the player realizing they were there.
They were the Myri, creations of Boshes, his spies. They were not feral, like Schwartzwald, but under his complete control. They could slip into a server undetected and move through it with ease. They were always alert, they're glowing blue eyes shifting back and forth.
This time they were out looking over the server for signs of the monster that was taking lives of innocent people. Yesterday, while Bosh slept in the real world, another player had died. This one on the Japanese server. Both the Administrators and Bosh were lost on how someone could die from being attacked in a game.
Bosh had an idea about how it happened, when the player was killed, Schwartzwald had found a way to send neural feedback to the person playing the game. That neural feedback made the brain stop functioning, thus killing the person. It was the most logical idea at the time.
The Myri slid into Mac Anu and took a back alley to meet up with Bosh. They were on time, as usual. Only one approached, the others waiting back in the shadows. When the small Myri stood in front of Bosh it opened a text window on the monitor saying, "Nothing to report."
Again nothing, it was as if Schwartzwald had never existed. Every square inc where he had been was clean, no suspicious markings or signs to were he might have gone. Bosh dismissed the Myri and told them to continue looking and listening for any signs of the enemy. They did as they were told and flew off into the night once more.
Bosh slinked to the ground. This had been the seventh night he had gone with only a few hours of sleep. What did he have to show for it? Nothing, absolutely nothing. He hadn't even talked to his friends in five days. He was exhausted, all his energy drained. Nothing worked, every attempt at finding Schwartzwald was futile. The Myri, server sweeps, hacking, none of it led to Schwartzwald.
"Maybe no one could stop Schwartzwald," thought Bosh. " Maybe this whole thing is worthless."
Suddenly screams erupt in the distance. One of the Myri comes flying over the top of the building across the street. It lands in front of Bosh with ease, looks up and gives a short but all to waited for message, "He's here."
Bosh flung himself up and began to run as fast as he could toward the screams. On the edge of the city there stood a large, black creature with a player impaled on one of its long sharp fingers. How he could have missed its form over the tops of the buildings was scary. It was made entirely of thick thorns.
There were about three other people in the area. One was a long-lance with spiky blue hair wearing red pants and a vest with gold symbols on them, a swordsman with brown pants and no shirt but he had blue on parts of his body that must have been a dye, and the woman Bosh had met earlier, Subaru.
The player shish-kabobed on Schwartzwalds finger had dark skin and semi- long brown hair. She was barley hanging on but her life points were dropping by 50 a second. Bosh new what to do, he raised his staff and yelled, " You! My creation, be returned to what you once were!". Suddenly the staff began to glow with blue energy and a beam of blue-green 1's and 0's.
They surrounded the monster, who dropped the girl off his finger and began to roar an unearthly sound. It doubled over, then flung itself back. The others around gave the girl potions and used healing magic, but her life was still dropping. Then something very strange happened, her life points stopped at 1. She didn't move, but her life was still there. The monster flung himself into the air and disappeared in a black smoke. Had the virus worked? Maybe but just incase Bosh sent the Myri out into the area between servers while he went to check out the player who had nearly died.
"Has she moved?" he asked as he approached.
"Not yet." said Subaru.
"I see." replied Bosh.
"Who are you anyways?" asked the swordsman.
"I'm Bosh. I created that monster in the first place. Now I believe I have rectified my error." said Bosh.
"I see. So your really the one responsible for all those deaths, then?" asked the long-lance.
"I suppose I am, but I never imagined that my creation would do something like this." replied Bosh.
"Well," said Subaru. "I suppose we should take her to a safe place until she wakes up." said Subaru.
"Yes, take her to my personal server. I built it as a place to store my creations, they will protect her." said Bosh.
"My," said the swordsman. "You sure like doing illegal things don't you?"
"Yeah, well." replied Bosh.
"Anyway, we'll take her there for now." said Subaru.
With that Bosh used his activation code to transport them to his personally hacked server. There they left the girl in the care of Boshes creations, hoping that she would survive. But in the real world one girl had fallen into a coma, just like another player not so long ago.
They were the Myri, creations of Boshes, his spies. They were not feral, like Schwartzwald, but under his complete control. They could slip into a server undetected and move through it with ease. They were always alert, they're glowing blue eyes shifting back and forth.
This time they were out looking over the server for signs of the monster that was taking lives of innocent people. Yesterday, while Bosh slept in the real world, another player had died. This one on the Japanese server. Both the Administrators and Bosh were lost on how someone could die from being attacked in a game.
Bosh had an idea about how it happened, when the player was killed, Schwartzwald had found a way to send neural feedback to the person playing the game. That neural feedback made the brain stop functioning, thus killing the person. It was the most logical idea at the time.
The Myri slid into Mac Anu and took a back alley to meet up with Bosh. They were on time, as usual. Only one approached, the others waiting back in the shadows. When the small Myri stood in front of Bosh it opened a text window on the monitor saying, "Nothing to report."
Again nothing, it was as if Schwartzwald had never existed. Every square inc where he had been was clean, no suspicious markings or signs to were he might have gone. Bosh dismissed the Myri and told them to continue looking and listening for any signs of the enemy. They did as they were told and flew off into the night once more.
Bosh slinked to the ground. This had been the seventh night he had gone with only a few hours of sleep. What did he have to show for it? Nothing, absolutely nothing. He hadn't even talked to his friends in five days. He was exhausted, all his energy drained. Nothing worked, every attempt at finding Schwartzwald was futile. The Myri, server sweeps, hacking, none of it led to Schwartzwald.
"Maybe no one could stop Schwartzwald," thought Bosh. " Maybe this whole thing is worthless."
Suddenly screams erupt in the distance. One of the Myri comes flying over the top of the building across the street. It lands in front of Bosh with ease, looks up and gives a short but all to waited for message, "He's here."
Bosh flung himself up and began to run as fast as he could toward the screams. On the edge of the city there stood a large, black creature with a player impaled on one of its long sharp fingers. How he could have missed its form over the tops of the buildings was scary. It was made entirely of thick thorns.
There were about three other people in the area. One was a long-lance with spiky blue hair wearing red pants and a vest with gold symbols on them, a swordsman with brown pants and no shirt but he had blue on parts of his body that must have been a dye, and the woman Bosh had met earlier, Subaru.
The player shish-kabobed on Schwartzwalds finger had dark skin and semi- long brown hair. She was barley hanging on but her life points were dropping by 50 a second. Bosh new what to do, he raised his staff and yelled, " You! My creation, be returned to what you once were!". Suddenly the staff began to glow with blue energy and a beam of blue-green 1's and 0's.
They surrounded the monster, who dropped the girl off his finger and began to roar an unearthly sound. It doubled over, then flung itself back. The others around gave the girl potions and used healing magic, but her life was still dropping. Then something very strange happened, her life points stopped at 1. She didn't move, but her life was still there. The monster flung himself into the air and disappeared in a black smoke. Had the virus worked? Maybe but just incase Bosh sent the Myri out into the area between servers while he went to check out the player who had nearly died.
"Has she moved?" he asked as he approached.
"Not yet." said Subaru.
"I see." replied Bosh.
"Who are you anyways?" asked the swordsman.
"I'm Bosh. I created that monster in the first place. Now I believe I have rectified my error." said Bosh.
"I see. So your really the one responsible for all those deaths, then?" asked the long-lance.
"I suppose I am, but I never imagined that my creation would do something like this." replied Bosh.
"Well," said Subaru. "I suppose we should take her to a safe place until she wakes up." said Subaru.
"Yes, take her to my personal server. I built it as a place to store my creations, they will protect her." said Bosh.
"My," said the swordsman. "You sure like doing illegal things don't you?"
"Yeah, well." replied Bosh.
"Anyway, we'll take her there for now." said Subaru.
With that Bosh used his activation code to transport them to his personally hacked server. There they left the girl in the care of Boshes creations, hoping that she would survive. But in the real world one girl had fallen into a coma, just like another player not so long ago.