LET IT BEGIN!

"Oh, internet, you are my only friend," Emma said, smiling widely. She sat in her room, with Kimiko's "borrowed" laptop in her lap as is the customary position for laptops. Since, y'know, they're called laptops, so they're supposed to be on top of your lap and… anyway. Emma was supposed to be training with Master Goethe in potions, (which she was pretty bad at,) but he had gotten a cold. So, it was with glee Emma logged into her favorite RPG game, Knightfall.

A/N: RPG stands for Role Playing Game, which is an online or real life game in which one assumes the role of a character that is premade or that they have invented, and go on adventures. Role playing games happen in every setting imaginable, from the high seas to the old west, but are often thought of as "Dungeons and Dragons" types of games, which is not true. The Sims is a good example of a RPG, just to give you an idea of what they entail. This has been Author's Note with Spadefire. We now return you to your regularly scheduled weirdness.

Emma had never made any attempt to hide her love of online gaming, (except with My Candy Love, which she loved but embarrassed her to no end,) so she wasn't really concerned should anyone bust in to find out what had happened to Kimiko's computer. The screen flashed white, and her avatar came online, back in the field where she had last left off. Knightfall was a distinctly steampunk game, with sweet weaponry and monsters out the wazoo. Emma's character looked mostly like her, but more threatening and prettier, in a scary sort of way.

A/N: Steampunk is a genre (of movie, book, game, etc., etc., etc.,) in which steam power has continued to evolve into futuristic technology, with a very old-fashioned feel. It's a more do-it-yourself kind of world, in which there's a little more magic in technology, whether it's in Victorian England (most commonly) or on the moon. It's also growing increasingly popular with gamers, ergo the theme for Knightfall. For more info on steampunk, Google it. :3 This has been Author's Note with Spadefire. We now return you to your regularly scheduled weirdness.

It took place in an alternate Europe, which had a combination of old-fashioned clothes, small villages, big cities and technology imbued with magic. In the game, your character had a number of options. The eventual goal, however, was to do one of two things. Either try and defeat Knightfall- an organization dedicated to taking over the world- or join it and rise through the ranks to help with world domination. Emma, of course, had chosen to join, and was currently leading a small squad of Knightfall spies, all dressed like ninjas with wind-up keys sticking out of their backs, into a secret fort. It was tough to do in the middle of an open field, but she had been working at the game long enough to be adept at sneaking around in it. In the game, she was a Trickster Mage. Those were prized in Knightfall, since their chaos spells were great for wreaking havoc, which Emma enjoyed in any format. (You were assigned a position at the beginning of the game via a quiz and a quick test of what gaming skills you already had.) Her main weapon was a gun, though, and her avatar's clothes didn't let on to the fact that she was a specialty fighter. She was the squad leader, and was getting some pretty good incognito points, when suddenly-

With a buzz of static, the screen froze. Emma yelped in surprise before pausing and realizing that it had merely frozen up. She sighed and stood to get a soda, since there wasn't much else she could do besides sit and wait. Kimiko may have had a real knack for technology, but Emma was pretty hopeless when it came to computers. When she returned, Sprite in hand, the screen had moved from the frozen image to an option window. She moaned in frustration, figuring that it was one of those "you need to reboot now" windows that came up whenever the computer had an error, but this was not the case. Pulling the computer back onto her crossed legs, Emma squinted and read over the text in the box. It said:

Congratulations, Miss! Due to your skill in the game, you have been chosen to beta test our newest, most immersive version of Knightfall! Simply click OK to begin your transfer process, and you will be stunned by what you find! In this real-life game, you will not have a storyline to confirm to. Instead, you will get to choose everything independently, completely void of preprogramming. Join us and test yourself like never before, in Knightfall: Luna's Covenant! Emma's eyes lit up. "So all those hours practicing my mad skillage paid off after all!" she exclaimed, grinning pridefully. She moved the cursor to the OK box, and one more small window popped up. WARNING: If you choose to join us here, they will be no going back. Emma raised an eyebrow, but shrugged; it was most likely just part of the theatrics. Programmers loved to keep the drama going, even in things like this. She hit OK again, and the screen changed once more. All the windows faded away as white engulfed the screen. Emma gulped. "Aw gee, if this downloads a new program, Kimiko's gonna kill-" she was cut off as a beam of light shot out of the computer, engulfed her, and with a bang…

She vanished.

Ahh, it's good to be back! Hey y'all, miss me? *cricket cricket* … Love you too. Anywho, Author's Note overload, amirite? Sorry, but I'm diving into some less than mainstream stuff here, and just wanted to make sure everybody was on the down-low. *is a hipster* Awwww yeah.

For all my old pals, welcome back, my bros and lady-bros! For all new readers, nice to meetcha! Don't get your undies in a twist about who Emma is; the others are here too. Just hang with me and you'll see!

Well, I'm posting the next chapter tomorrow, seein' as this is just the prologue and all. Tune in next time, and leave a review on your way out! :D