Vanishing

Chaos

It all started out as a game. A video game to be precise. Until it all went to total and complete utter shit.

It was a late Saturday night, When me and my friend Alena sat down on her light blue couch ready to play the new game she got. One that I had always wanted to play so we were like oh what the hell lets do it together. The game we were about to play was the ever so awesome Borderlands 2. Anytime I thought about it, the story always made me enthralled with the franchise. Plus I have written some pretty kickass Fanfiction (no seriously I have ). I decided upon using Maya, whilst Alena chose Zero. The main screen loaded up and we watched as the 4 vault hunters fought with Hyperion loaders. Suddenly the game froze for a mere second and the game loaded up to Claptrap digging us out of the frozen wastes. As we followed Claptrap along, the game froze once more but unlike before didn't stop after a couple seconds.

"Dude what's wrong with this thing?" I turned and asked Alena, the better IT woman than me by a long shot. "Margy I don't have a fucking clue dude?" She replied, worry and frustration evident in her hazel eyes. As Alena was getting up to take the disc out of her Xbox the screen turned purple. Weird violet letters suddenly appeared on the light purple screen. Alena backed away from the screen and when she sat back down on the couch, the game loaded back. But instead it loaded us back into Old Haven. Alena's character had loaded back into Gaige instead of Zero. Both of us looked to the screen in shock as suddenly Axton, Salvador, Kreig, and Zero all loaded onto the screen. We tried to move them around but they stayed still in place, as suddenly the screen turned purple with weird symbols suddenly streamed across on the now violet screen. Popping noises suddenly enacted from the speakers, and I got up and ran to the wooden door. But as I was about to open it, I suddenly felt myself being violently thrown into it. I lay on the floor my vision filling with dark spots. My head turned to Alena, the sight of her crumpled form greeted me. The dark spots grew, I tried to get to her. But my eyelids then dragged themselves down, and the hands of dreams reached out and dragged me downwards into my mind.