So recently I got back into a game I played when I was younger, Megaman Star Force (Pegasus to be exact), and I thought, what the hell, I will do something I wanted to do with it, that I never did. Make a fanfiction of it. I never got to do it, as, at the time, I didn't feel confident in doing something like that. Now, I am doing it, obviously. I do want to state a couple of things. One, I will be aging the characters up from their canon ages, to 18 so I can have them do whatever, and not feel weird about it. Two, the characters are in High School instead of 5th grade (for obvious reasons). Three, Luna (The class Prez) will not be well treated in the beginning. I don't like her at all, but I will try to be fair for the most part to her, but Geo will not tolerate her being her 'Come to school' mentality. Four, the events like Kelvin Stelar disappearing happened when they did with a larger gap. How this will affect Geo, will be seen. Five, and the final thing, expect me not to know how to describe technology at all in a word form. It really just is there. Finally, this is a prologue chapter, more to set the scene, and to set the idea of the characters. That's the main reason why it is shorter than expected. I hope you enjoy the prologue of this story, more than anything.
Slowly the sun rises, with the light hitting the town, called Echo Ridge. Birds are chirping, people are starting to move around, kids are playing, and we see a blond-haired girl with C-cup breasts walking up to a house with a dog house next to it, which is actually a security system, then a house that has a teal roof, just next to it. The girl, picking up two boys, a tall, blue-haired, chubby, but has some muscles boy, and a short in height boy, that wears glasses and has brown hair.
The trio, all gathered together, decide for some reason, to go to a house that is in the corner of the town. The trio after a couple of minutes of walking reaches the house with a blue roof, and the blond girl knocks on the front door, the two boys right behind her.
Knock knock knock.
A few minutes pass, before the door is answered by a pretty woman with black hair, spiking at the back like a ponytail, answers the door, looking at them with a slightly curious, yet sighing, knowing almost certainly why they are here.
"Hello. May I ask why you are knocking today?" She asks politely.
"Hello Ms. Stelar, we are here to see if Geo will be coming to school today. As his class president, I want to make sure we have perfect attendance in our class." The blond-haired girl says, straight to the point of the matter.
The woman just sighs at the response the girl gave her. "Sorry Luna, he won't be coming today. It is the same response as the past nine years." The woman says to the identified Luna, who just scowls at the response.
"Understood Ms. Stelar. Please try to convince him to go, as it is important for his future for him to go." Luna says, huffing at the answer, though unsurprised. She then turns around, her lackeys making space for her to walk past, before following her to the school.
Ms. Stelar just watches them leave, before closing the door. Turning around, with her back towards the door, she leans back on it, and sighs, pinching her nose slightly irritated. While she respects her son's choice to not go to school, she does wish he would go to it and make some friends, and hopefully get himself a girlfriend, now that he is 18. She loves her son dearly and understands the reason he is like this, losing Kelvin all those years ago, she wishes he would finally let him go, and move on with his life. Don't get her wrong, she still loves Kelvin, but she has moved on past him disappearing and has gotten a part-time job to support herself and Geo.
Ms. Stelar, or Hope Stelar, finally gets her back off the front door, and walks to the kitchen, intent on getting a breakfast she was interrupted from having by the daily ritual of Luna and her friends, Bud the tall one, and Zack, the short one. She knows Luna means well, to an extent, she hopes at least, but her reasoning is selfish at the same time for asking if Geo will be coming to school today. She doesn't show up because she is concerned, she shows up to get Geo to say she finally got her class at a Perfect Attendance, which is more important to her than anything else she does.
As soon as she starts getting the items for her breakfast picked out, the boy that they were just talking about comes downstairs from his room. Her son, Geo Stelar. Her and Kelvin's son. He is at an average height for a boy, and thanks to the fact that he walks to his spot, he is lean in the physical department. Geo has brown hair that spikes up and curls forward in the back, wearing a red jacket with blue shorts on. His usual attire for him at least. Thinking on it, Hope hasn't seen her son wear something different since Kelvins disappearance, at least in actual dress wear. While the jacket and shorts are for his age, thank god, it basically the only clothes he will wear. With how technology has progressed, it isn't surprising to her that his clothes are cleaned quickly, what with them living in 22XX, but it still worries her that he wears the same thing.
As Hope thinks this, Geo walks past her, giving a quiet "Good Morning Mom." to her, before heading to the front door.
"Going to the same spot as always, Geo?" Hope asks her son, knowing full well of the answer. It is the same answer he has given for the past nine years, he is going to go to Vista Point, to star or cloud gaze, one of the two depending on the time of day. He stops, turns around to look at Hope, before answering.
"Vista Point, mom. I love you, and see you later." Geo says, just as quietly as a couple of minutes ago, before exiting the house. Hope sighs, knowing that would be the answer. It's all he goes to after all. Ever since Kelvin disappeared, and Naza stopped looking for him, after a section of the Space Station Peace, was found in the ocean, and being declared dead with nobody ever being found. Geo never gave up hope of his father returning, even after Naza gave up on finding even a slight clue on his whereabouts. Hope just finishes getting her breakfast ready, for the automated kitchen to make, and for her to have leftovers ready, for when her son returns, almost certainly because he forgot to make himself a lunch again. While the kitchen does its thing, she goes upstairs to her room, to get changed before she has to go to her part-time job, and to leave a note for her son, to let him know he has food for him to warm up when he gets back home. She eats her breakfast, puts some of the leftovers away for Geo, leaving a note for him, and leaves for her part-time job.
As Geo exits his house, he looks around the area to make sure that Luna and her lackeys aren't lurking around, to demand him to go to the hell that is school. While he knows why most people go to school, he doesn't wish to, simply because he doesn't want to make friends, as he doesn't wish to deal with the consequences of them disappearing on him, or being betrayed by them or something among the lines. So he doesn't want brothers to prevent himself from being hurt by others who would hurt him. He doesn't want himself to be hurt again, even if his father didn't willingly disappear like he did, but the point stands, as he doesn't want to be hurt again.
Geo slowly walks to Vista Point, making sure to keep an eye out for traffic, as the last thing he needs is to be hit just by crossing the road. After a few minutes, he reaches the staircase leading to Vista Point, when he gets hears a feminine voice calling to him.
"Wait right there!" The voice says. Geo just ignores the voice, going up the staircase, not wanting to deal with whatever the voice has to say. If he were to take a guess, it would be about him going to school or something equally idiotic. Not worth dealing with in his opinion. Then again, school isn't worth the potential problems it would cause for him if he went to it anyway. Thank god for TeacherMan, who he can learn from, and not go to school to interact with others. As he goes up the stairs, he hears the feminine voice yelling at him to come back down to talk, but he just ignores it, like the other times this has happened. She thinks because she is the president of what would have been his class, she thinks she can tell him what to do? Not happening. So he continues on, unbaited to his destination with some form of excitement, the only amount he would allow out to be seen, as he doesn't want to interact with other people.
"Finally up here." I whisper to myself, finally, at the path to Vista Point's overlook, the closest point he has to be able to reach my father, even if I know I couldn't actually reach him. Calming my breath from going up the stairs, and avoiding the annoyence called Luna, and her lackeys Bud and Zack, I walk calmly to the overlook, enjoying the sun as I go, even if I may not want to deal with others, and be in public, I can at least enjoy something about the outdoors, like the clouds and sun, or the stars at night.
They are the only things, I can connect with my dad after all, at the current moment.
I just lay on the overlook on Vistas Point, just looking into the sky, making sure to not look directly into the sun, just enjoying the clouds. They come in all sorts of shapes, sizes, and varieties. That's one of the beauties of the sky, the clouds. The best part of the sky is when the sun is gone, allowing the night sky to be seen, with all its stars showing in their full glory. All their constellations, like Gemini, Leo, Ursa Major and Minor, The Big and Little Dipper, and so many more. All the stars lined up like a beautiful piece of art, the sky being the Canvas, and the constellations are the paint being put on the canvas, making a work of art. While in ancient days, they were used for navigation, and still are to an extent, they are also gorgeous to look at, when the night comes.
A few hours pass, just looking at the clouds float by, when I suddenly feel a pain in my gut, it growls angrily at me. It takes me a moment, but I realize in my rush to get over here, I forgot to eat breakfast again. I love coming here, as not only do I feel closer to my dad, but it gives me an amazing look into the sky, no matter the time of day, though it looks best at night.
My thoughts are once again interrupted by my stomach, which rebels at the lack of food I have given it. I sigh, getting up off my back, and begin my trek back home, to shut my stomach up, so I can come back and go back to cloud gazing, then stargazing.
Thankfully, I don't encounter anyone on my trek home, as I didn't want to encounter Luna and her lackeys while I am in a good mood, well by my standards at least. I see mom left some food made at breakfast for me, to warm up when I get back. Thank goodness, as I don't think she would appreciate me working on it without her knowledge if it isn't for a sandwich to have for lunch or something.
I warm up the leftover in the Microwave and begin to eat. I mean, what can I say about an omelet made with ham, green peppers, and some green onions and a couple of slices of bacon on the side? Then again, I don't see much appeal in enjoying food honestly. Then again, maybe there is a food I will love, that I have yet to discover. I don't know, as I just know what I know. Eating the omelet and bacon, which is just egg and slices of pork, I eventually finish it off, before having a sandwich made to take to Vista Point, so I don't have to come back for a while.
A couple of minutes later, I leave with the made sandwich and a sandwich cooler, I return to Vista Point, to go back to my gazing. Thankfully, I don't run into anyone who would bother me for one thing or another, so I get there in peace.
As I watch the clouds move on, I hear the nearby High School, which also has middle and elementary school students, bell ring to announce the end of the school day. That's good, as that means that the night is coming sooner, thus I can star gaze, looking at the stars, see the constellations, and enjoy the peace that the evening brings. Also, I won't have to deal with Luna, as I won't be coming down for a while, thanks to the sandwich I have with me.
Slowly, ever so slowly, the sky begins to darken, signifying the end of the sun's reign over the sky, to allow the moon and stars to come through. I have already eaten my sandwich by this point, so I don't have to come down for a while at the very least. Finally, the sun goes fully down, revealing the beautiful stars to the world, to allow me to see the constellations, and by extension, see if my Father is out there.
"Dad. I miss you. I know you are out there, somewhere. Wherever you are, I hope you are safe and alive." I whisper to myself, tearing up a bit at the thought of my father being dead. While it may have been nine years since he disappeared, it still is fresh for me, as the day it happened. I may believe he is alive, and in my heart, I feel he is alive, but the inkling voice of doubt continues to try and make me depressed, trying to make me think he is dead. While I ignore it like all the other times, it still makes its presence known, to try and make my life worse. I just continue looking at the stars, hoping to find proof that my Father is alive.
An hour passes of just star gazing when my stomach makes its presence known once again. Apparently, the sandwich I sacrificed to it wasn't enough to please it for a good period of time, as it demands another sacrifice to quell its anger. I try to ignore it, but it refuses to relent, until after another hour of stargazing, mixed in with the ever-increasing anger of my stomach, I relent to its demands, and head home, to please it with another food sacrifice. Though it does upset me that I have to leave earlier than I intended to, I can always look from my room, to see the stars, though not as well as Vista Point, as it is the best spot for it.
Unfortunately, my luck of avoiding the inevitable confrontation with the ever-annoying satellite called Luna, and her two lackeys, seems to have run out tonight. I wish she would leave me alone already, with her insistent bothering of having her 'Perfect Attendance' that she is so desperate for, even though she is a senior in High School, not a fifth grader. I think at least, what with her mentality and thought processing.
"Ah the boy I wanted to see, and the one who so rudely ignored me earlier today, Geo." The blond-haired satellite, also known as Luna, says in her smug and arrogant tone of voice. If it wasn't for the fact she did this practically every day, I would be surprised by her insistent following of me. That or concerned, but based on her previous encounters with me, concerned isn't the word, just annoyed anymore. I mean, can't she bother someone else for once? Granted, I don't follow her tune, so I guess she wants to force me to follow it.
"What do you want now, Luna?" I ask in a sarcastic, slightly annoyed, but soft tone of voice. my stomach is still making its demand for a sacrifice known to me, but I ignore it, focusing on Luna and her two lackeys, Zud and Back, or something among the lines. It gets frustrating to deal with the same speal every day I so much as step outside to get a breath of fresh air, only for her to pop out like a mole from the ground, to try and coerce me to come to school in one shape or form. At least, nothing that could be less than appropriate for her. She can't ruin her miss Goody image, of course.
"What I want, is for you to go to school." Luna says, in her ever apparent tone of arrogance. I know why she does it, besides being miss Goody, and suck up to the principal of the school, to show she can do something good, like getting a 'perfect attendance' for herself, but it makes me wonder why she should care about what I do if I am still doing the work and learning it without the help of the disaster that is, the idea of learning style that they want to push for. Which of course, is to easy to manipulate into being a propaganda machine, but that's a different topic for a different day of course.
"Hmm, let me think about it. Oh, I know the answer, to that question! No, now fuck off and let me be. I have things more important to do than deal with you for the millionth time in a row." I say to her softly, not caring about her reaction as I turn around, and walk away. I can practically hear the steam coming out of her ears, at the response I had for her. I can be plenty polite to others, but she has been nothing but a pain in my ass since I was little, and I don't have the patience for her anymore. Who knows, maybe that response will tell her I don't care about what she wants, but hey, some people have all their brains in their hair, or stomach, or even groin. That and in the clouds. Some people just don't have the ability to mentally process certain types of responses, so they ignore them. Like what Luna is doing since I rejected her demand again.
I enter my house, finally away from the blond-haired annoyance, to see my mom at the table, eating some beef stew.
"Oh, Geo! Your home earlier than I thought you would have been!" Mom says with visible shock on her face. While I know I like to be out late, I am not that bad, am I? Wait, shouldn't ask that. I would be told that I come home at 3 am, so yeah, I can be bad with that.
"Yeah, I wasn't expecting to come home early, but my stomach wasn't happy that no food was in it. It wouldn't leave me alone until I would come home to give it it's normal sacrifice." I say softly, which causes her to giggle at my joke.
"It's okay sweetie, just sit down and eat." Mom says as I get a bowl and a spoon to eat the stew with.
We just eat silently for about twenty minutes, until mom perks her head up suddenly. "Geo, we will be having a guest over tomorrow. A friend of your fathers to be exact, Aaron Boreal. He wanted to visit to see how we were doing and see his friend's son." Mom says, surprising me. I haven't seen Mr. Boreal since Dad's disappearance. While I wonder why he is visiting after nine years of silence from him, as far as I am aware, for him to visit is a surprise.
"When will he be here?" I ask curiously.
"He should be here at about 10 am. I know he wanted to speak to you Geo, so be polite to him, okay?" Mom asks, giving me a look.
"I will mom." I say softly, now just picking at the beef stew, no longer hungry. I don't like interacting with people, Mr. Boreal being no exception to the rule.
Eventually, dinner finished up, and mom put the dishes in the sink for the automated kitchen to clean and put the rest of the beef stew in the fridge for later. We just sit downstairs for a bit, watch the news on the TV, listening to the broadcaster talk about Em anomalies showing up more and more lately. Apparently, Viruses have been coming in bigger numbers than expected lately, causing problems with stuff like Email and the like.
Eventually, at about 10 pm, I go upstairs to turn in for the night, to await tomorrow, most likely with irritation, if I am guessing correctly based on what I feel. I mean, it seems like it might be worth getting up for, or it might just end up turning my life into nothing but trouble. Who knows, tomorrow will bring, besides Mr. Boreal visiting. Slowly I fall asleep, the darkness taking over, to the mindscape of dreams.