Disclaimer: I do not own Sword Art Online. This is my first work, so don't hate, but feel free to be honest in your comments.
Chapter One
Exhausted, she swung her sword again. And again. And again, with an unwavering aggression that filled her soul. Never taking a break, knowing that to stop would be to die. She couldn't stop. not now. not after all she owed to the players that had already… no. She couldn't think of that right now. But even as she desperately tried to hang on to the little bit of hp she had left, the red bar slowly but steadily dwindling towards zero, towards her death, she fought long and hard, thin blade cutting through monster after monster with deep, measured attacks, but she knew she couldn't keep it up. The realization hit her the same time as the monster behind her did. I'm going to die here, she thought. This is really the end. Tears of frustration ran down her face. The red eyes of the hundreds of monsters left seemed to smile at her, cruel grins that said, one after the other, " I will end your meaningless life." Still, she fought on, as if the sword itself were carrying her, propelling her onward. Why do I continue to fight in this meaningless battle? I could never win. Why do I fight? To save a few more lives? Is that it? Thoughts of doubt and worry flowed in to her mind, sapping her strength. I mean nothing, my efforts and actions mean nothing. I'm just a speck of dust, drifting aimlessly through this feeble existence. I can't make a difference. So what if a few people die, it's not my fault they joined this game. Should I die for them? Should I die to save a few more meaningless lives? Why should it be me? she stopped fighting. Her body went limp as hundreds upon hundreds of laughing shadows crawled on top of her, smothering her with their cold, evil bodies. Her hp dropped to zero, and everything went black, her last thought, her last scream lost among the darkness.