I told you guys that I would have chapter 1 out in no time. I know that some of this is reminiscent of the show but I did change certain aspects and it is only as an introduction to the story. After this I will be incorporating more of my personal touch ;) I should say the obvious, that I am not the owner of these character, places, etc. They belong to Reki Kawahara and JK Rowling. Hope you enjoy!
Chapter 1:
It had been two years since Kirito had woken from that nightmare. Seeing Asuna impaled by his own sword by his arch enemy.
Right now, however, he felt a terrible sense of déjà vu as his wife lay in his arms, a virtual, red slash across her chest from where Kiyaba had hit her with the Divine Blade. This time was different. He had not intended to hit Asuna but she had thrown herself in front of Kirito as a sacrifice.
"Asuna," Kirito breathed in disbelief, "No, no, no. Why, Asuna?"
Asuna looked up into Kirito's eyes, the familiar glow surrounding her that followed the virtual disintegration of a human being. "I'm sorry. Goodbye." As she closed her eyes one final time, Kirito could feel her start to become less tangible.
In a flash of blue shards, Asuna was gone and with that so was Kirito's heart. He stood there in disbelief, grasping at the remaining shards of his true love.
Suddenly, Kirito felt the broad tip of a sword force its way into his abdomen as it had in his dream two years prior. However, he felt numb to everything around him. Asuna was gone and he wanted nothing more than to disappear as well. What was the point of living without her?
Kirito glanced up at his health bar, the numbers decreasing with every passing second. Any moment now and I'll be with her again. He thought. He closed his eyes, waiting for the sweet release of death, of the pressure of being the savior of this world. Kirito would never tell anyone that their constant expectations of him beating the game put more pressure on him than anything. He had always played it off like this was what he wanted and, while it was true he felt more alive here than in the real world, he sometimes felt that he would have been happier in the Town of Beginnings honing some sort of craft.
At this moment, he was free. He opened his eyes to see how much longer he had left in this world made of ones and zeros when he noticed something. The numbers on his health bar were no longer decreasing. In fact, the numbers were climbing.
How could this be happening? He asked himself as he scanned the room. When he saw it, his heart sank.
Klein had fought off the paralysis that had enveloped him moments before and he was holding something in his hand.
The Revival Item!