Disclaimer: I do not own Phantasy Star in any way. Well, I own a copy of the game, but not the copyrights or anything like that.

A/N: Review please. Constructive criticism is welcome.

The Pioneer Project was finally under way. The explosion of the Pioneer 1 had been a major setback, but Hunters such as myself had gone down to the planet's surface to set things right. Now the colonies were being set up. I was sitting in my living room, fighting insomnia, as I wondered why the Principal wanted to talk to me. He must have a mission for me, but there had not been anything wrong with the colony. More and more refugees poured in each day, but not even the tabloids had reported any problems. As these thoughts drifted in my mind, I drifted off into a light sleep on my couch.

I woke up the next day and went into the bathroom. I looked into my reflection's green eyes and ran my hand through my shaggy brown hair. I was exhausted. Okay, Aric, said my conscience, which sounded uncannily like my mom when she used to try to wake me up during my childhood, Get dressed and go get that mission. This could be a once in a lifetime chance. I put on the green hunter's I always wore during missions (Don't worry. I washed it after every one) and picked up my saber. I loved my saber. Simple, yet still good enough for a fight. I walked out of my apartment and then outside. Well, it was sort of outside. It was still in the Pioneer 2, but outside my apartment. I walked a while then decided to jog the rest of the way. I eventually got to Principal Tyrell's office. I knocked and heard "Come in." I pushed the door open and stepped in.

The Principal sat at his desk. He motioned for me to sit. Around me were a dark colored, female android, a blue-haired Newman guy in a blue and white suit and platform shoes, a stunningly pretty, Newman woman, and my own brother. I sat down in the only empty chair and the Principal began speaking. "You may have heard the news reports about how perfectly the colony's development is going. Well, those are all lies. To tell the truth, it's far from perfect. People have begun disappearing. Your mission, should you choose to accept it is to investigate these strange happenings." The Newman man raised his eyebrows. "You're giving us a choice? I would expect you to tell us to do it." The Principal chuckled. "Well, you really don't have a choice. The 'should you choose to accept it' bit was just for effect. Don't worry; you'll still get paid extremely well. Why don't you make introductions?"

The Newman man stood up and said, "I'm a FOnewm and I'm not going to tell you my name. I don't like it. Most people just call me Maverick, and if you have a problem with that, you can shove a partisan up your rear end." Next the android said, "I'm Mei, the HUcaseal." We all sat for a second waiting for more, and then I stood and said "My name is Aric Ilario. I participated in the search for the Pioneer 1, and haven't been in a big mission since. I'm a HUmar, and use a saber." My brother stayed in his seat and said, "I'm his brother Raoul. I'm a RAmar." The pretty Newman woman stood up and said, "I'm Aisling Xanthe, Hunewearl." She tossed her long, silver hair over her shoulder. "I also helped in the Pioneer 1 mission, and I look forward to this." As she sat, our eyes met. Her bright blue eyes… they were amazingly beautiful. Principal Tyrell stood next and said, "You are to discuss this to no one. You start tomorrow at 1:30 in the afternoon. You are dismissed."

I got home and watched the news. The stories weren't as good because I knew they were lies. I ate dinner then went to bed. I thought about the mission and then slipped off into sleep.