Artificial Affinity
Well, I never thought I'd be writing an Elk based story. Don't get me wrong, I do like the guy, but heck, there're hardly any Elk stories that I have found. Either A: None of you people who are reading this care enough to bother and write a story. Or B: I'm a hopeless person who can't find an abundance of Elk stories. Yup, that's about it. So onward to reading the story because your brain will fry if I continue to talk!
Oh yeah, this piece of crap disclaimer. I don't own any of the .Hack things. Who the heck on this site does?! Oh well. But I do know that I'm eating this cookie right here as you read this. And it's ALL MINE! Mwahahahahah *cough* *cough*
Prologue: A Suitable Day
In a field of vast amounts of aroma filled plants, there sat a boy; every now and then, the gusts of wind would play with his cerulean hair and taunt his amethyst eyes to participate in a staring contest, even though it knew he would always lose. His garments were somewhat plain: A royal azure cloak lined with a rather dull golden hue and some scarlet jewels, and atop of his head lay a cap with the same design. Nothing too spectacular the say the least.
It wasn't like he cared about his appearance either. Nor did he care about being strong or revered.
'This is a place where I can start anew...'
He had figured that if he came to this place every day, someone would find him. Someone he could befriend; he, however, never really was the extroverted type.
He sighed as he retrieved his staff from the grasses' grasp. So much for finding a friend today, perhaps tomorrow will be more suitable he thought.
He dusted his garments and reached for a sprite ocarina from his cloak. Gently holding the delicate object, he played a few notes.
Nothing happened.
"This has never happened before. Why now of all times, " he questioned, not angry but more surprised. He peered into the small, carved holes. There was no trace of anything blocking the notes' whispers. He decided that maybe that was a glitch of some sort and grabbed another ocarina. Surely both of them wouldn't cease to function properly. Once again, the same results appeared. No success with either of them was found.
Then the answer hit him. 'Oh no...If they don't work that must mean...there's an enemy in the area...' He slowly turned his head to see if this hostile character was anywhere near him. Unable to see clearly behind him, he took a few paces to solve that. The grass beneath his feet made silent rustles, attracting the enemy's attention: More correctly, the enemies' attentions. A party of four goblins quickly surrounded him.
He knew better than to cast a spell. With so much time required to complete the incantation, the goblins would've each taken a decent good three punches at him. 'I guess this is the end.' He mused. He closed his eyes hoping that the onslaught would not be painful.
"Hey, if you're going to pick on someone, let it be me!" yelled an unfamiliar character.
The boy opened his eyes and saw a feminine feline protecting him. She had a rich coat of violet fur and fierce golden eyes. Clad in nothing but a simple emerald breastplate and several other pieces of armor such as gauntlets, the feline wielded a broad sword. She rushed forward and took a slice out of three of the goblins, vanquishing them to the depths of Unknown. The remaining goblin took note of the impending death and fled.
"Hmph, so much for fighting honorably, " she said, her tail swerving right to left.
'C'mon, this is your chance to befriend someone. Don't screw it up now!' He thought. "Uh...thanks, " he said while grinning sheepishly. A crease appeared at the tips of her mouth.
"No problem. Heh, I really am sorry. I should've introduced myself before taking action. I'm Mia."
He could feel her eyes boring right into him, but in a sincere kind of way. It certainly wasn't the same look she gave to those goblins. "...I'm...Elk."
"Well, Elk, care to join me in a dungeon quest? I could use a mage's aiding, " Mia asked, her smile still pasted on her face. Elk nodded and followed her to the nearest dungeon.
'I suppose today was a suitable day for befriending someone'. Elk pondered.
Yay, I'm done. Now to get some sleep, but before I do that, here's a note for all of you who probably hate me just because my story may have sucked to you. I will use your flames to bake my next batch of cookies! More for me! Ha! So don't flame me unless you want me to have a bunch of cookies! Thanks. And another thing, PLEASE REVIEW! I need to know if I'm wasting my time or not. *nod* *nod* Thanks again!
Well, I never thought I'd be writing an Elk based story. Don't get me wrong, I do like the guy, but heck, there're hardly any Elk stories that I have found. Either A: None of you people who are reading this care enough to bother and write a story. Or B: I'm a hopeless person who can't find an abundance of Elk stories. Yup, that's about it. So onward to reading the story because your brain will fry if I continue to talk!
Oh yeah, this piece of crap disclaimer. I don't own any of the .Hack things. Who the heck on this site does?! Oh well. But I do know that I'm eating this cookie right here as you read this. And it's ALL MINE! Mwahahahahah *cough* *cough*
Prologue: A Suitable Day
In a field of vast amounts of aroma filled plants, there sat a boy; every now and then, the gusts of wind would play with his cerulean hair and taunt his amethyst eyes to participate in a staring contest, even though it knew he would always lose. His garments were somewhat plain: A royal azure cloak lined with a rather dull golden hue and some scarlet jewels, and atop of his head lay a cap with the same design. Nothing too spectacular the say the least.
It wasn't like he cared about his appearance either. Nor did he care about being strong or revered.
'This is a place where I can start anew...'
He had figured that if he came to this place every day, someone would find him. Someone he could befriend; he, however, never really was the extroverted type.
He sighed as he retrieved his staff from the grasses' grasp. So much for finding a friend today, perhaps tomorrow will be more suitable he thought.
He dusted his garments and reached for a sprite ocarina from his cloak. Gently holding the delicate object, he played a few notes.
Nothing happened.
"This has never happened before. Why now of all times, " he questioned, not angry but more surprised. He peered into the small, carved holes. There was no trace of anything blocking the notes' whispers. He decided that maybe that was a glitch of some sort and grabbed another ocarina. Surely both of them wouldn't cease to function properly. Once again, the same results appeared. No success with either of them was found.
Then the answer hit him. 'Oh no...If they don't work that must mean...there's an enemy in the area...' He slowly turned his head to see if this hostile character was anywhere near him. Unable to see clearly behind him, he took a few paces to solve that. The grass beneath his feet made silent rustles, attracting the enemy's attention: More correctly, the enemies' attentions. A party of four goblins quickly surrounded him.
He knew better than to cast a spell. With so much time required to complete the incantation, the goblins would've each taken a decent good three punches at him. 'I guess this is the end.' He mused. He closed his eyes hoping that the onslaught would not be painful.
"Hey, if you're going to pick on someone, let it be me!" yelled an unfamiliar character.
The boy opened his eyes and saw a feminine feline protecting him. She had a rich coat of violet fur and fierce golden eyes. Clad in nothing but a simple emerald breastplate and several other pieces of armor such as gauntlets, the feline wielded a broad sword. She rushed forward and took a slice out of three of the goblins, vanquishing them to the depths of Unknown. The remaining goblin took note of the impending death and fled.
"Hmph, so much for fighting honorably, " she said, her tail swerving right to left.
'C'mon, this is your chance to befriend someone. Don't screw it up now!' He thought. "Uh...thanks, " he said while grinning sheepishly. A crease appeared at the tips of her mouth.
"No problem. Heh, I really am sorry. I should've introduced myself before taking action. I'm Mia."
He could feel her eyes boring right into him, but in a sincere kind of way. It certainly wasn't the same look she gave to those goblins. "...I'm...Elk."
"Well, Elk, care to join me in a dungeon quest? I could use a mage's aiding, " Mia asked, her smile still pasted on her face. Elk nodded and followed her to the nearest dungeon.
'I suppose today was a suitable day for befriending someone'. Elk pondered.
Yay, I'm done. Now to get some sleep, but before I do that, here's a note for all of you who probably hate me just because my story may have sucked to you. I will use your flames to bake my next batch of cookies! More for me! Ha! So don't flame me unless you want me to have a bunch of cookies! Thanks. And another thing, PLEASE REVIEW! I need to know if I'm wasting my time or not. *nod* *nod* Thanks again!