And yes, this is a total crossover between Tron and Avatar.
He has an eye for beauty and art and loves overwhelming graphics. Genetically gifted, he is a Maths whiz and seldom needs a calculator to solve diagnostics. He is also attached to Biology, being able to digest every single fact of the human anatomy, sexual reproduction and the like. Like his father, Evan is a trivia buff and used to spend his childhood days watching the show Jeopardy!. He is also a fan of law books and mystery genres, reading those from authors like Agatha Christie and Jodi Picoult.
It was 9 years old when Evan received a personal laptop from his parents and since then, he has been addicted to the things it brought to him. He learned what other 9 year olds at that time would not have learned of. Grown-up materials and stuff like IP tracking and HTML scripts, Evan had knowledge of them. He even mastered programs such as Adobe Illustrator and Autodesk Maya.
The school years before he entered Castelia College went pretty smooth without little problems. Evan had no difficulty blending into the atmosphere and always tried to stay away from trouble. It wasn’t that bullying was common; it was just that he had seen what happened when one lowers their guard and lands into trouble. Then, he met Professor Krylon, whose classes never once stop giving off its lively ambience. Things were great for Evan until news had it that his professor was gone and they had a senior teacher replaced his position. The teacher was utterly boring and Evan had even slept several times during class.
“Evan Lentscotts, no?” He nodded in reply, gulping his throat. What did he get himself into? He never got into trouble lately.
The lady led him off to a rarely-known part of the school compound; Evan estimated that they were moving within the northwest wings of Castelia College. Then, the black gown stopped streaming as its owner halted in her heels. Evan had to brake to avoid bumping into her, he wasn’t focused on the walking as the surroundings him left him awestruck. It seems that she had brought him to some special computer laboratory; everything in it looked very futuristic and exotic. He swore none of them were released or made public. This is a state-of-the-art technology! Oh my God, why am I here? And Evan had good reason to think that.
As if reading his mind, the lady broke the silence on cue, “Greetings, I’m not quite the one who introduces but I’ll do my best, my name is Valiana Harpénos, the fiancé of Professor Krylon Reagonite. You do recall him, yes?” Evan thought hard for a while until the bell tingled loudly in his mind. Yes, Professor Krylon! The only teacher Evan had that he treated with utmost respect and paid full attention to his Advanced Mathematics and Infocomm Technology classes. Observing his expression, the lady Valiana went on.
“I’m not sure whether you knew about this, but Professor Krylon kept it hidden from many people for the dangers it harbors. Before he left his previous company to join Castelia College, he had stumbled onto a malicious ring of hackers who went by the mask of ‘PorgyonZ’. These hackers were very clever and made avatars to pass firewalls and sap information. They had probed into governmental databases of the Unova region and of course, the professor tried to stop them. He invented a world in cyberspace as means to trap and imprison the hackers’ avatars. As you’ve already known and heard, he vanished mysteriously but my team and I have reasons to believe that Professor Krylon isn’t dead, but alive in danger.” Seeing Evan’s disbelieved face, she explained the definition of avatars and provided some visuals with a nearby hologram.
“I’m counting on you and 9 others from this school to go and save Professor Krylon.” He raised his left brow at that. “There will also be great rewards in store if you accomplish this mission.” Valiana Harpénos added with a hinting voice. Great rewards? It sounded really tempting to Evan and Valiana instructed him that only an exact full day will be given for him to consider. As she let out him out of the lab, Miss Harpénos said in a voice that sounded like it kept a secret, “You’ll have to come anyway…or else.” She added with a sly glint in her eyes.