Here's Chapter 3 folks. After this one I'm putting this story up on I hope you'll be nice and yet not too nice on your reviews. I am open to all criticism and compliments alike.

Chapter 3: A Maintenance Gone Bad

Balmung hated the area he had to do maintenance on today, which was Delta: Deserted, Abandoned, Wasteland.

It was so dismal, dark, and dreary. Balmung always loved doing maintenance on colorful, bright places full of life. The wasteland was pretty much the opposite, and to make matters worse, it was raining here too.

Balmung scanned the area for other players, and found only one party consisting of two wavemasters and a heavy blade.

He warped to them, and saw they were just done killing a high level creature and they looked very surprised to see Lord Balmung.

He stated what he had come for before they could start with the usual "Greetings Lord Balmung, how are you?" and he said in a sort of grumpy tone, "I'll have to ask you three to leave, I am going to be performing maintenance on this area. I apologize for the inconvenience." His tone was dull and his apology did not sound convincing at all, but the players left without a word.

Balmung started exploring the area, looking for the smallest glitch or error in the programming, and he finally went deep into the dungeon. He decided to not stop the monster programs from running, and he drew his sword, coming up on a large ogre beast.

The warrior easily dispatched the beast with a single blow, and he sighed. Even the highest level character would have trouble with the beast, and he took it down with no difficulty whatsoever. It still felt good, however, to kill a monster again, and he started dashing about the dungeon, cutting down monsters easily whenever they attacked him.

He felt like his old self, searching the depths of the dungeon, opening treasure chests. He even laughed when an explosive trap treasure chest took away 1 HP from him.

Balmung's fun was cut short, however, by a loud buzz that signified a player has entered the area.

"What?" He thought to himself, and scanned the player. His screen glitched a bit and disfigured question marks were the only character's data. Balmung remembered he locked the area, so only a hacker could get in.

He growled a bit and teleported to the character's location, and his eyes widened a bit.

A deep hole in the air had formed, pouring from it shadow, complete shadow. Balmung could feel all happiness he had ever experienced flowing from his character's body as well as his own (Meaning his real world body)

Balmung saw the entire area vibrate, long cracks running across the ground as he heard someone talking. He heard whispering all around him and he dropped to his knees.

"MAKE IT STOP!" He screamed at the voices and the dark hole that seemed to continue with its dismal appearance for eternity. Balmung could feel the very essence of his sanity snapping as he faded into darkness. With the last strength he had, he drew his sword and lunged at the darkness before him, striking it with a vertical slice of power.

The Real World

Katsuya awoke lying flat on his back, the eye visor used to play in the World sitting on his desk as if he removed it and just fell backwards out of his chair. His head felt like someone had struck a mallet against it repeatedly and he groaned as he sat up.

Skye meowed in concern, licking his face gently and he forced a fake smile to calm the cat.

"What happened?" Katsuya asked himself, and he stood up and gazed at his black screen. He didn't remember turning his computer off. His eyes cautiously shifted to the visor. Curiosity got the best of him, and he turned his terminal back on. Katsuya slipped the visor back on and attempted to log in as Balmung.

Error. The character Balmung does not exist. If you wish to register a character with the World please click here

Katsuya shook his head, thinking he got his user name or password wrong and typed it in very carefully.

Error. The character Balmung does not exist. If you wish to register a character with the World please click here

Katsuya typed it in, careful with each letter, three times, and still the same effect.

He sat in his chair for a few minutes, thinking of a solution and he decided to contact his friend, Takiya. Takiya worked high up in CC Corp, and she was actually the one who hired him.

Katsuya dialed her number on his cell phone, and after a few annoying holds with horrible elevator music, and a few annoyingly cheerful secretaries, he managed to get a hold of Takiya.

"Hey Taki. It's me, Katsuya. How are things?" He said, as if in a casual everyday mood and nothing was bothering him.

There was a long pause, and Katsuya could hear Takiya sigh on the other end, "Hey. What's wrong? I know you're there," Katsuya said, resting his feet on the computer desk.

"Katsuya. I'm very busy. Look, I know you're very unhappy about being fired from Server Operator of the World, but please. We had good reason to. Don't call me at work anymore," Takiya said, her usually cheerful tone now much more of a warning.

"What are you talking about? I'm not fired. And speaking of the World, something very strange happened to-"He was cut off as someone with a deep voice asking Takiya for the phone. Katsuya recognized it as the vice president of CC Corporation, Narugata Shishime.

"Look, Katsuya. Don't call here anymore or I will report you for harassing our company. We are very busy with what "you" caused," Narugata said in a cold tone, and before Katsuya could even defend himself, he hung up.

Katsuya sat there, eyes widened. What did he do? He did nothing! He assured himself of this, and he thought back to what little memory he had of the event. He sat for what seemed like hours, going over every little detail and he threw his cell phone across the floor in frustration. He paused a moment and turned on his computer and noticed he had a message from Orca's older brother, Bear.

It read as follows

"I don't know why you did it. I don't know how you did it. But now my little brother is dead you bastard. Don't ever come on the World again, and don't ever try to call Orca's house or mine. I am the new Server Operator. I will ban you permanently if you even step foot into the World. Don't even respond to this message."

Katsuya's fists tightened more and more in shock as well as anger as he read the message. "Jonathan is dead?!" He thought to himself, his entire body trembling. It couldn't be! How did he die? Questions burned into Katsuya's mind as his eyes shined with tears.

Jonathan was his only true friend. He was the friend that always stood up for him in high school. He was the friend that helped him with girls he had crushes on. He was the friend who cared. Katsuya let out a slight sob and walked over to his cell phone, picking it up.

He had to call Michael. (Bear) He needed answers. He quickly dialed the number and held it to his ear for a moment. He hung it up after about 8 rings and tossed the cell phone on his bed.

If he could not get the answers in the real world. He would get them from The World.

Katsuya sat down, slipping on the visor and started creating his new character.

End of Chapter 3! What mysteries I have created! Haha. I want to make it so my pidgeons, I MEAN, readers will just have to know what happens next . I love you guys really! Anyway, Stay tuned for Chapter 4.