-1Setting of the story:

This is a bit of creativity on my part, since I am not fully educated on the Xenosaga story. As I learn more about the storyline behind Xenosaga, I will incorporate it into my fan-fic. And since Namco owns Xenosaga and all its characters… I am giving them a great deal of credit for creating such awesomeness…

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…The date is October 16th, 2002.… The day after I turned 21. I got some letter in the mail, marked URGENT. It also contained 'reporting' instructions, as well as a ticket to Berlin… First class, I might add…

I suppose I should introduce myself… My name is Kevin Savage. I live in the dull and quiet suburbs of Northern Virginia. Frankly, I hate the place. So I now have an excuse to leave… but I was hesitant… What was I reporting to… Where (or WHO) did the letter come from? I was half excited, and half curious… And why the hell did they want ME? Wasn't there someone better?

After a day of questions forming in my head, I gather what little belongings I treasured, and headed for my destination, as well a s my destiny….

After reaching Berlin, I was instructed by officials to board a shuttle which would take me to the space colony, where my destiny would begin… Upon boarding the shuttle, I recognize my friend Sean, who tells me he got the exact same letter…just an earlier flight…

"Hey… its 0730 hours…. You are late!" a female voice shouts over the intercom! "You were supposed to be in the main conference room over a half hour ago! What is the hold up!"

"…….Just 30 more minutes…" I said, turning over to drown out the intercom.

"GET UP NOW!" the voice shouted… very loudly…

Convinced that I should get up for my own good, I decided that 30 minutes of sleep wasn't that important. After my usual 35 minute routine of getting ready, I was hopping through the door of the main conference room, attempting to get into my right shoe. As the right shoe was properly adjusted on my foot, I fell to the floor with the grace of a gazelle. After muttering a few inappropriate words under my breath, I picked myself up and attempted to salvage was a reasonably crappy first day… For someone who did not have any idea about what I was doing here or the people I was involved with, I sure was taking it in stride… Not for long though…

"What the hell took so long?" asked an average-height brunette. "That is no way to gain confidence with your superiors…"

"…Sorry. Not quite used to early mornings," I replied in a low tone. "Back home, I worked my own hours… which were much later than…"

"Well, Whatever you did back home, JUST FORGET IT!" the brunette asserted. "This is your home now, and there will be MANY things that will be different! So get used to it!"

After that lovely chewing out, I decided not to further piss off who appeared to be the head of whatever I had just been drafted into… So, using a little intelligence, I decided to take the only seat open. To my left was a young boy with purplish hair. Judging from how we was sitting, which was leaned back in the chair, to the point where he could have put his feet up on the table. However , he wisely just stretched his legs on the floor. To my right was what I perceived to be an angel. She was slightly taller than I, with long light blue hair, red eyes, and what I perceived in my mind to be a smile…