.hack//SIGN Fan Fiction / .hack//LIMINALITY Fan Fiction / .hack//Legend Of Twilight Bracelet Fan Fiction ❯ Episode One- .hack//Destiny ❯ Players ( Chapter 15 )

Chapter fourteen- Players- Real World/ The World

 

"Kenneth, my virginity is a priceless thing to me!" Vanessa cried out.

"Cut!" Mrs. D quasi-yelled. "You need to say that in a Southern accent. Remember, you write plays!"

"Yes ma'am!" She paused. "Kenneth, mah vaginity is a prahceless thang ta meh!"

"That's better. Let's cut to the end of Act Two and blow up the cellar. Dan, you know what to do!"

"You know, play practice just seems, I don't know, boring nowadays." Morgan complained.

"Well Bailey," Vanessa said, using Morgan's middle name, "maybe because you are the maid?"

"Shut up!" Morgan said, on the verge of laughter. Dan laughed.

"Well, have y'all gotten a costume done? For the party? It IS tomorrow!" Jas asked. Morgan immediately forgot the play.

"Oh, right. The party with, OHMIGOSH!" Vanessa and Dan glared at Jas. He smiled.

 

"What?"

"Today is your appointment." Bill said when Dan walked through the door.

"Huh?"

"Remember, the whole non-responsive thing you had going. Well, your appointment is in," he checked the clock, "one hour. ONE HOUR! Crud, get in the car. It's on the other side of town!" Bill raced out of the door.

"Uh, bye?" Jas said, quite unsure of the situation.

"See ya' round, little boy!" Dan said with a smirk.

 

"So, do doctors do this all the time?" Dan asked Bill.

"By making you wait an hour AFTER your appointment?" Dan nodded. "Yes."

"Dan?" The receptionist called out. "The doctors can see you now."

"Doctors?" Dan hissed at Bill. Bill pretended not to hear.

 

The two walked down the white, sterilized hallway into a white, and sterilized room where the only color was a map of the human cardiovascular system. Bill sat in a chair, while Dan sat on a long, couch-like examination table.

"I don't like the way this is going father." Dan whispered. Two solemn men filed into the room.

"Ah, Bill! I thought it was your son." Said the man wearing the 'Dr. Ramsey, Ph. D' tag. The other man, 'Dr. Limin, Ph. D', stayed silent.

"Yeah, just bringing Dan here for a checkup!" Bill said with a laugh. Dr. Limin watched Dan scowl with a hint of a smile.

"Yes, well, if you will wait in the reception area, or you can wait in the doctor's lounge and read today's paper. We would like to talk to Dan. Alone." Bill was semi-startled.

"Yes, well, um, if you need me-" Dr. Ramsey gently guided him out of the room, closed and locked the door, and spun around. Dr. Limin covered his mouth with a free hand.

"So, Dan, how are we doing?"

"Well, aren't you the doctor?" He gave a cursory glance towards the other doctor. "Why is there another doctor in the room?" Dr. Ramsey shuffled his feet.

"Yes, well, erm, you don't know?"

"Know WHAT?" Dan asked.

"Doctor Limin is here in order to give you a mental evaluation." Silence.

"WHO ordered that?" Dan asked in a scarily calm voice.

"Your father."

"I will have to speak with him later." Dr. Ramsey coughed.

"Well, let's go ahead and get started. Doctor Limin here will be after me, since he will take a longer time. Make sense?" Dan nodded. "Good!"

 

Morgan was checking the message boards at Vanessa's house.

"Crap. Crap. Cr- what's this? Heeheehee! WE GOT IT! VANESSA!" Vanessa popped her head into the room.

"Wot?"

"We have the epitaph."

 

Jas, meanwhile, was leveling up.

"HAH!" He cried as he cried as he sliced through a Valkrie.

"RUN!" A voice cried from afar. Jas looked and saw a party of players being chased by a black mass. Upon closer inspection, the black mass was people. Warriors. Behind them was a man, a man sitting on a white Grunty. It took him a second to process what was happening.

"FLY! FLY YOU FOOLS!" He watched one of them get hacked down. He realized that there was nothing he could do, that if he stayed then he too would die and enter the comatose state. He raised his hand and sighed.

"Goodbye." He gated back to root town, and from there logged off.

 

"WHAT THE-"

"Yeah, I know. What is Alba?" A voice spoke from behind them.

"Twilight, dear." Vanessa and Morgan spun around to find Vanessa's mother. "It's Spanish. YOU should know, you did take Spanish for five years."

"Thanks!" Morgan said dismissively. Her mother didn't take the hint.

"What are you two working on?" She looked at the computer screen. "OH! A poem!" She gave it a cursory glance. "Why, it looks wonderful. Let's see." She read it out loud.

"Yet to return, the shadowed one.
Who quests for the Twilight Dragon
Rumbles the Dark Hearth,
And Helba, Queen of the Dark, has raised finally her army.
Apeiron, King of Light, beckons...
At the base of the rainbow they meet.
Against the abominable "Wave," together they fight.
Alba's lake boils.
Light's great tree doth fall.
Power - all now to droplets turned in the temple of Arche Koeln.
Returns to nothing, this world of shadowless ones.
Never to return, the shadowless one.
Who quests for the Twilight Dragon.
The wife buffeted by "waves" turns her back on the field.
The daughter that waited for the shadows repeated,
"For sure... For sure I can go home."
But the girl did not know...
The truth that waited at the end of the journey
The eternal mourning of her land."

She stopped. "Well, that is kinda freaky. I'm not so sure if I like it at all!" She turned her back on the screen. "No, I don't like it. Where are the puppies? The warmness?"

"Mother, not everything is about warmth. There are harsh sides to life too!"

"Yes, but it shouldn't interfere with poetry! Well, I will leave you to it!" She left the room. Vanessa sighed.

"Right, well, continuing on! 'When the finger points at the yonder moon-'"