I received the kind of reviews i was looking for so thanks guys lol. One even from my cousin, i expected that one to be good though because I'm bigger then him and if i didn't like what i heard i could just see him in school so I'm sure anyone who reads this can picture what would happen lol. Everyone told me though that i should put it in paragraph form so I'm going to try with this one. I f it doesn't sound as good tell me so i can go back and put it in script format the way i like (since it's easier). So as usual read and review.

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.Hack//Lost Souls

A Dark Beginning

The boy sat in his dark and lonely room in front of his cold dark screen. "GAME OVER" is all that showed on his screen. It mocked him, challenged him to argue but he knew that there was no use in fighting a machine. So he sat there, wondering what to do next in that dingy and suffocating room. Should he play again? Log back in and try to find that jerk, or go back and try to find Dasha. He would never admit it to himself but he really on played for her. He hated being around people but he also hated being alone. The only thing that made him happy was when he got to be around her. He couldn't imagine what he would do without her. "God she's going to hate me when i sign back in. She'll probably ignore me for not protecting her but it's not like i could even protect myself. I guess I'll try to talk to her. Wait, why do i care? She's just a person on another computer. Whats she going to do to me?" As usual when he had no one else to argue with he would just fight himself. It worked fine enough, it always made him care less.

"Hey! Get of that damn game and come up here to get your dinner now!" his father bellowed from the stairway to the damp basement he called his room. His parents always thought the games was a waist of time. They always yelled at him and argued about it with him. They just could never understand how it was his true and only link to this world. It may have been a game but she always made it more then that for him. "I said get up here or i swear I'll break that computer and then i bet you'll never be late for dinner again!" His father said knowing it would cause him to get up to dinner in no time. He knew this threat would work because he had come through on it before more then ounce.

"I'm coming up right now! Give me a minute!" The teenage boy vaulted up the stairs three at a time knowing that if he didn't listen he would have to pay for a forth computer. His father had always been like this, at least his father wasn't really angry. This was normal behavior. When his father was really distraught he would get to drinking and yelling at him. Always saying things like "got if only i had been smarter when i was young you wouldn't be around and i would be happy" or "you better be glad your down in the basement and out of the way cause if i had to see you in those damn rags you call clothes, you'd be out on the damn street where you belong." Life wasn't easy but it shouldn't be this hard he thought to himself as he finally made it to the top with his father waiting there for him.

"So you finally decide to grace us with your presence. If only we should be more lucky would actually see you on time." His father handed him his plate of whatever his mother had thrown together before she theft both of them for the night. She didn't stay at the house anymore to the boys dismay. She was always out with her "friends". Meaning she was really with her new fling.

"I'm going back down to my room."

"You better boy, I don't want you up here. Just looking at you makes me remember all the things i missed because i met your mother." his father said so casually, these things never bothered him to say. They were facts to him and nothing more. He just like to share what he knew is all.

The boy just walked back down to his room without a word. Things like this were normal for him. They didn't hurt anymore because he knew they were true or at least thats what he always told himself as he lay awake in his bed at night waiting for sleep to come to him. "I'll have to try and talk to her. Maybe she'll forgive me. I should have been able to protect her. I'm worthless to her if i can't even do that on an on line game." He sat there in his mind numbing room. The windows were blacked out with anything he could find. The walls hadn't been seen in a long time. Posters littered the walls. Bands he liked and had liked were hung everywhere along with anything that would cover those baby blue walls. Like his eyes the color made them seem caring but he didn't want anything like that around, we wanted darkness and loneliness....except her.

"I hope he logs in soon, i can't wait much longer." She sat at her computer in her lightly colored room. Her decorating schemes greatly contrasted themselves. The walls were a hot pink and he bed covering and most other furniture were frilly and girlish. Then on the contrast there were rock posters of classics bands all over her walls. Ranging from The Doors and Led Zeppelin to The Beetles and The Rolling Stones. She had been waiting an hour for him to sign back on. She was worried. Worried that something might have happened. What could though, it was just her place to worry though. And then he warped back in."Hey where were you? I've been waiting here an hour for you!"

"Oh, sorry. I didn't know. I thought you would be angry at me and sign out for the night."

"Why would i be angry at you? It was my fault i died and that guy was cheating anywise. So don't worry about it."

"I should have been able to protect you thought, I'm useless if I can't at least protect my friends when were in trouble. It was worse because i couldn't even protect myself.

"Hey it's just a game, don't get so worked up Stray Besides i couldn't protect myself so i guess that makes me useless too lol. So just let it go. I have to get off line thought, tomorrow I'm going to get the new wireless headset so i can go anywhere and stay connected."

"Oh i heard that those were really hard to get. How did you manage to get one fluffy?"

"Well if you have to know, i pre-ordered one about a year ago and even then i had to call around to find one. So i guess it's only for us important people."

"Or those without lives."

"What did you say?! Do you want me to kick your ass?"

"I didn't say anything sparky, you must be hearing things."

"Don't give me that bs, whenever you start that stuff it means that you said something about me and your trying to get out of it!"

"......Say what now?"

"I'm not putting up with your crap right now. I'll just sign of."

"No, don't sign off yet. Stay on a little while longer."

"I can't, have to get to bed so i can get that new headset early tomorrow otherwise there all going to be taken before i can get one. Besides, you should be happy to get me out of your hair."

"Yeah, your right. So get out of here so i can be free from you annoying personality."

"Yeah, I'm the one with the annoying personality. All you ever do is complain and argue Stray!"

"Like you do much else fluffy!"

"I'm not discussing this anymore. Good night!"

The two part pays, the girl signing out of the game world and the boy walking down the road further into the root town. Although they both appeared angry at one another they were really angry at themselves, they just didn't know how to tell each other how they felt. How they longed to be together but could never quite manage to come out and say it and this cause them both pain.

"I don't know why i always think he might like me. All we ever do is argue. I'll just go to bed. I'll be able to be around him more with my new headset and maybe I'll finally be able to tell him how i feel." She crawled into her soft and plush bed. Falling asleep quickly with dreams of being with him again tomorrow. Wishing that she might have the courage to say something.

The streets grew dark and cold in, The servers were set for this so the game seemed more realistic. Stray walked down the alleyway, alone as usual. It didn't matter to him, without her loneliness was his only companion. "Why do i always cause trouble. It doesn't matter, i don't care what she thinks. She always comes back no matter what i say so i don't have to worry. Wait, why would i worry. She's just some dumb girl. She can do whatever she wants. I'll just sleep here." It may not have been a normal routine for the boy but sleeping in the game was the only way he ever got a good nights rest. When he was alone in his bed he never got to sleep well. He would stay awake for hours thinking about the most dark thoughts that could creep into his mind. As dark and evil as he liked to act these thoughts scared him and he knew it. The only time they ever left him alone to sleep was when he thought of her or slept in the game. He didn't know why. Maybe although he liked to stay alone he didn't want to sleep were no one was around. It might have been for companionship or maybe the sounds and music of the game calmed him. He drifted of to sleep though without another thought.

I'm not very good at this type of writing but everyone said to stop writing in script format so tell me if it's better or worse. So read and review.