The Nexus - Chapter 1

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Note: This story takes place three years after Hunters and nine after the Withering Heights Main Storyline, so it may contain minor spoilers for both. This can still, however, be read as a standalone story as it will only contain minor references.
Also, I don't usually write on the wiki I decided to give it a try again so here
== Chapter 1: Disruptions ==
The village, and, for that matter, the whole world, was at peace. Nine years before, that peace had been threatened, and six years after that, it had been threatened once again, but now, there was nothing in Beacon Field that Jill and the other villagers needed to worry about. The people of Beacon Field, just like every other village in the area, would get up in the morning, eat, go out to work or play, and spend their day the way any normal villager, in any world, in any story.
But all worlds, all stories, do have their anomalies. Their disruptions. The story of, for example, Pete the Player, had a lot. Too many. And one story-Jill's story-was about to experience its own turning point.
It started off in a harmless way, when Jill was wandering off into the forest on a day just like any other had been for the past three years. She came to the clearing where the cows ate and drank to collect milk, water, and flowers for Beacon Field. As she was readying to leave, Jill noticed one particular cow that stood out from the rest-as she looked closer, she decided not to call it a cow at all. It had the shape of a normal cow, but where there would be brown, there was yellow, and on its back were growing buttercups. When she tried to touch it, it shirked away, and where it had been standing before it left a buttercup just like the ones growing on its back. She tried again to pet it, offering it the flower, and this time it let her, if only for a second. For the next few minutes they continued playing that game: Jill would try to pet it with a flower, it would jump back and leave another flower.
From that day on, Jill would always travel to the clearing with a new excitement, she would see the special yellow cow and they would play after she finished her work. Once, she tried to ask another villager about it, and he said that nothing like it existed. She asked a passing traveler the next week, and he asked if she was confused with a Mooshroom. So it became her own little secret. Hers and the cow, which she named a Moobloom, that had become her friend.
One day, a month from when she had first discovered the Moobloom, Jill once again walked into the clearing. The Moobloom was already there, waiting for her, and this time, it let her pet it even without a flower. After her work was done, she rested her head on the soft grass with one arm around the Moobloom, looking up at the sky. The Moobloom... rippled. Jill had no other word to describe it. It began to evaporate, turning into a fabric of blue squares. Jill panicked, backing up from the creature as its form changed from a harmless cow into a tall, towering monster with multiple heads. Then it vanished completely, and Jill ran.
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