Chapter 2: Another Encounter
Darai was startled when another PC appeared beside him. Hmm.. He's much too.. normal.. to be an administrator.. Isn't he? He turned, looking around intently. "What's taking him so long?"
"Who so long?"
The Werewolf faced the new PC. "What? It's none of your --" he recognized that voice. "Admin.. istrator..?"
Draken greeted him with a small smile. "Hey. Just call me Draken. We're not here on formal terms."
"You wanted to tell me somethin'?"
"Yes. But you have to come with me. There are too many ears here."
Draken felt something sharp on his face. When he touched it blood came off on his hands. "What the--?" It felt like a knife came across his knee, and then his arm. "Darai, are you alright?"
"Huh? Yeah, of c--whoa! Are you alright!" The Werewolf stepped forward.
The Long Arm could feel the slashes coming quickly and more constant. "Darai, it's the mist. Or The Mist. Whatever." I can't defend against something frequent and from all sides..
"But you said.."
"Forget what I said. I was lying!" His hit points were dropping by one point each hit, and that was much too quick. He was falling fast. And.. he couldn't move. The attacks were moving up, and he was starting to wonder when he would die.
"How can I help!" Darai cried.
"Gate us out of here!"
The Werewolf reached forward to grasp Draken's arm, but a shock of pain forced him to recoil. His hand came back totally crimson. "I can't!" He gulped down a health drink and tried again, ignoring the pain. He managed to touch Draken's shoulder, but he was hurled away before he could warp. "Draken!"
"I know I'm not going to make this one," the Long Arm said wearily. "I'll meet you at the Chaos Gate at Mac Anu, okay?"
"Yes, I'll see you there, then.. Umm.. I'm sorry."
If there is not pixels, there is life; then this is no more a game. If I die, what happens to Draken? If I am his creator, who will fall first? Then everything went black.
Garou took off the headset, put down the controller, and leaned back in the office chair and sighed.
"I don't know what came over me. Huh.. I'm lucky to have you, aren't I, Draken? Without you, I don't know where I'd be.."
She glanced at the screen, and sat up quickly. "What's this..?" She selected the email.
Dead.
"What!"
Sorry this chapter's so short! (The first chapter kind of makes up for it, though..) By the way, the last line "What!" is actually supposed to have both the question mark and exclaimation mark, but the question mark won't appear..