Totality’s Prisoners.

by Anonymous

Summary:

Moira woke up to find the world has gone to shit, Magneto is dead, Charles is missing and now 200 mutants have been stripped of their powers. Before she can enact the Krakoa plan, she is forced into the prison of Totality.

Inspired by BabylonLust’s Fontaine of Sorrow.

Notes:

• For BabylonLust.

Chapter 1: The World’s End with Moira

After waiting a decade in hiding from anti-mutant racists in the secret bunker beneath the mansion, Moria MacTaggert’s eyes fluttered open. She was in the cryogenic pod until the time was right, she had waited 15 lifetimes for this. Destiney was wrong about Moira, thank god she was right (fucking bitch). She had more than just 10 or 11, this time it had been 15 lifetimes that she had tried to change the outcome of the world. Moira got herself out of the pod easily and found her clothes neatly folded on an office chair. A black turtle neck with gray jeans, with a brown overcoat and black boots.

As she dressed herself, she vowed to herself that she wouldn’t mess it up again. First I have to find Charles and Eric before we start Project Krakoa. There would be no Destiney to ruin her plans, she would make sure to take care of anyone who would try to bring her back. After getting ready, she turned to find the elevator door leading to the mansion, hopefully she can sneak out without anyone noticing she was there.

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WTF, Moira stared at the demolished mansion that was once the X-men’s base of operations. She ran out of the desolated school and out on the streets of New York. She heard white people screaming racist slurs that weren’t usually applied to mutants rather race. Although it isn’t strange as the screaming and the sound of people breaking shop windows and stealing tvs or expensive jewels. Where the hell are all the heroes?! She noticed a Muslim boy softly crying in a corner behind two garbage bins. She made sure not to get noticed by anyone as she quickly went over to the boy. 

His eyes went wide and fearful as tears streaked his face when she saw Moira run towards him. The boy himself looked about 6 years old, wearing a white t-shirt with a Spider-Man logo on it with blue jeans and sneakers. Moira raised her hands up to show the boy she meant no harm as the sound of a riot by the rage filled New York civilians continued. “Don’t worry kid. I’m a doctor, I won’t hurt you I swear.” Moria said as the boy fearfully shook in terror as Moira walked slowly towards him. She knelt down to discover the boy’s ankle twisted as she went to work quickly with finding a something to stable the wound. 

A broken piece of wood would do as she took a piece from the garbage bin along with a hand full of newspapers. She began to help the boy as she began to ask him questions. “I have no idea what’s happening kid, but if you want to be safe stick with me until we find your family. Does your family live nearby?” The boy nodded yes as she used a leather belt help keep the wood stable on the back of the boy’s leg. The boy didn’t wince once at the pain as it became clear that he was afraid. “What happened here? Where are all the heroes?”

The boy looked at the newspapers and handed it to her, what had been written shocked her. “No… more heroes, no bad guys, only this.” The boy said fearfully as Moira read the paper about what happened to New York, to Israel, about Satan’s carnage and lastly the death of Magneto.

If Satan had lost his mind, then so must have the gods and everyone else. Then something she read struck her as her eyes widened with shock. Magneto was dead, and after witnessing the state of the mansion, Charles is likely dead as well. Fuck! This wasn’t what she wanted, this is worse. Destiny is probably still in the dirt and drinking a margarita  at Moira’s perfect utopia going up into smoke. She heard the shouting getting louder as she made sure to hide the small boy from being caught. 

“Kill the witch!” One man yelled as an angry mob followed along. Moira saw running away a strange boy with raven hair that looked like devil horns rising above his ears with his unusual mop-top hair style. He wore a black formal suit  with pointed cuffs that matched his black finger nails. The boy looked to be nine years old as he held a cat with ginger and unusual markings on it that resembled a tiger.

“You have the wrong person! Please!” The raven haired pale boy shouted as a woman threw a rock at him. Moira needed allies even mutant ones if she wanted to start Project Krakoa without any mistakes. So she ran over to the crowd in front of them to keep them away from the dashing mystery boy.

“Hey, there’s a 75% sale on better pitch forks and pancakes at IHop’s.” She said which somehow got through to the angry mob. She stood her ground awaiting for them to strike back.

”We should go there, maybe we’ll find some leftover immigrants.” One woman declared as a handful of them agreed.

”What do you mean! We need to kill the mutant brat!” Another man said with torch as he tried to threaten Moira.

“Are you alright kid?” She murmured to the strange boy who seemed less fearful as he was before. The two groups began to argue as the Moira grabbed the pale boy’s hand to run. Instead he stood there with a sinister smile as he addressed Moira.

“More than alright.” He said as he snapped his fingers and instantly the mob of people turned into piles of pancakes.  Before Moira can say a word, she felt something strike the back of her neck with ease. “Nighty night.” He said as Moira fell unconscious through a red portal. “See Teekl, I told you the irregular child running away from an angry mob hat would work.”

”Meow.” The cat in his arms said in response.

”Act. You know I meant act.” The lord of Chaos said as he snapped his fingers once more. A gasp was heard as the sound of something small hit the ground. He looked to where the six year old boy had been as he picked up a blue marble. “Another one to add to the collection.” As he pulled out a sack filled with marbles and placed it in there. “Now let’s go Teekl, the prisoners have been caught, it’s time we start the flow.”

”Meow.” 

“I knew that!” He stated with frustration as a red circular portal surrounded him and his familiar, leaving the desolate alleyway with piles pancakes in the world created by the majestic goddess.

Chapter 2: Introductions

Summary:

Moira finds herself with some strangers and familiar faces.

Ugh. Moria thought as opened her eyes with a humming pain in the back of her neck. What the hell just happened? She saw a grey stone ceiling above with lighting installed on two separate sides. She rubbed her eyes and straightened herself in a sitting position. She knew that she wasn’t drunk, but it felt like she had a hangover. She looked around to see several other people with some already awake. 

“Moira!” A familiar Irish voice called to her as she looked to her former lover, Sean Cassidy in black jeans and a green turtle neck. He knelt down by her side as he spoke. “Are you alright? Are you hurt?” 

“No. I’m fine.” She said as she got up from sitting as he stood up with. “Where are we?” The environment the building projected was stone grey, looking lifeless and dull undertones. It looked to be a waiting room as on the walls were ugly clown pictures. At least it’s not mimes. 

“No idea, just woke up here with the others about ten minutes ago.” Banshee spoke as he gestured his hand where the only solid oak door carved with refined skill stood unchanged by the kicking of a young man in a tan hoodie with red pants. 

“GET ME OUT OF HERE, YOU FUCKING BITCH!” The raven haired man yelled with fury as he turned to the others in the group reveling his bandaged face. His eyes looked crazed and unstable as he shouted. “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS STANDING AROUND FOR?!” Behind the scarred man was a little girl holding a white puppy toy, with long blond hair and blue eyes that almost seemed uninterested by her companion’s attempts. 

A short pinkish haired teen with a long black dress cowered as they mumbled out loud apologies before something dark erupted from the teen’s back. The black being had two white eyes and an x in the middle of its face as its hands pull at the teen’s nose. “What the hell are you doing Crona! You stupid idiot! Where the hell are we now?!” The being harassed the teen as they tried to fight back. 

Next to them was a shy teen with short raven hair and freckles on her face. She seemed unsure of how to handle this as her eyes went completely wide with shock by the creature. She wore a long sleeved shirt and a skirt as she tried to stop shaking. Next to her is a boy with dirty blond hair that spiked up wearing a black hoodie and torn up jeans. He seemed unsure of his surroundings as he gave a quick look back and forth. 

“Moira? Doctor Moira Mctaggert?” Moira turned her head to see the an African American woman dressed in red short sleeved shirt and short matching shorts. Her brown eyes caught the attention of Moira, but couldn’t remember where she had seen her. “Misty Knight, Banshee spoke to me five minutes ago before you woke up. I found you still sleeping while some of the others woke up.” She pointed back at behind her as Moira saw three other people who dressed oddly.

One man with facial hair and blue eyes like sapphires wearing an elegant red suit was speaking with another man. The other man had blond pulled back hair with black glasses. She can see him wearing a rather rich coat and dress pants that matched his dark professional attire. The last man behind them didn’t say a word, rather investigated and watched the movements of others around him. He wore a baggy long sleeved shirt with blue jeans, his pale skin pronounced his dark eyes with black bags underneath. 

“That guy in red is Tokiomi Tohsaka, the other rich guy is Frank, and lastly there’s L.” Misty said as Moria gave her a confused look with the last name she mentioned. “Yeah, he refused to tell me his real name. It bugs me a bit, but he seemed not to care either way about telling me the truth or not.” She looked ahead and pointed out the others that are here. “That’s Crona and the big guy on their back is Ragnarok.” She made a look of disgust at the creature. “He’s a pervert and an asshole, so far he likes picking on Crona.” Her face returned to normal as she looked at the freckled teen who tried to calm herself down with breathing exercises. 

“That girl over there is Julia, she’s a sweet a girl who clearly has never seen anything this strange in her entire life. The quiet boy nearby is Venom’s son, Dylan Brock.” Moira noticed Misty turn her head back to the door as  African American man with a red coat and black jeans started to help the bandaged man. “The loud foul mouth young man is Issac Foster, so far he’s still trying to get the door open. The girl is Rachel Gardner, she’s rather attached to Issac and isn’t that social. That guy is Rinckles, he doesn’t wan to tell his real name either.” Misty shifted her head to the left to the other side of the gray room.

She saw a red spiky haired teen with gray long sleeved shirt with black pants. He had black horns on his head that peaked through his hair. He gave Moira a cold angry stare that could kill if it could. She noticed a woman in a long maroon dress with gray skin and pointed ears with a venomous scowl with a brown haired teenager in a white office shirt. His auburn eyes gazed with a silent fury at the pale raven haired man. “Not the oddest names I heard; but, the woman who looks likes she had a fight with a cat is Shadow Weaver. Then the young man that looks like a fashion model is Light Yagami. That other guy with the brand on his eye hasn’t spoken to a single one of us.” Behind them, Moira noticed another familiar face shouting at a man with long curly black hair in an orange gi. 

“This is all that Spider Menaces fault we are here!” James Jamison shouted as the others ignored him. “First New York is turned into a fucking hell hole, now I’m here in this dump! What else does that bastard want?!” 

“Calm down, I’m sure we got this in the-.” The scarred man with the orange gi spoke before he was shoved by the reporter who didn’t seem to care. “Careful! You could have made me step on them.” He looked down to the child in a yellow rain coat with their hood over their head unconscious on the ground. Next to the other child is a teen with long indigo hair and red eyes in a purple dress looking right at them.

“I think you know Mr Jamison, then there’s Yamcha, and the girl called herself Doll.” Misty looked nearby as a cheerful humming was heard by a blond haired girl in a tan school uniform with her hair tied into buns. Next to her was a young man  who had his hands crossed with annoyance. He wore a black leather jacket and scraped up jeans with tennis shoes, his dark short hair and his dark brown eyes seemed bother by the noise as Jamison went to help Zack and Rinkles with the door. Then stood another woman with long brown hair with a scowl on her face with blue jeans and a white t-shirt. “Lastly, there’s Himiko Toga, Amanda Young, and JD. Basically everyone here when they woke up found themselves here.”

“Where the hell are we?” Moira asked Misty as the doctor managed to stand on her own without her ex’s help to balance anymore. 

“No fucking idea where we are.” Misty replied coldly. “You are the second to last person awake so maybe when we all wake up we’ll know what we are dealing with.” She looked to the corners of the room by the ceiling, there Moira can see a security camera watching them with a loud speaker installed next to it. “Whoever is doing this is watching our movements.”

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In another part of the prison, sitting on her glamours workshop throne was the powerful and seductive Warden. She twirled her long wavy pink hair as she gazes from two monitors to the right side of the room. Each showing several view points of the Goddess Wanda Maximoff’s magnificent power that controls even the tiniest of souls. The universe that the goddess resides, the Totality that’s being built, and the Hell she made for the sinners who dare defy. Her pointed purple witches hat hid her dark eyes from anyone who gazed upon her as the yellow in her irises. Clad in a short reveling purple and pink dress as she smiled at the arriving Klarion.  “Have they all woke up yet?” The witch mentioned as she yawned. Klarion nodded with a smile. “Excellent, tell J to round up the hostages or I guess I should call them prisoners now.” The warden smiled with sinister sadistic glee as her she snapped her fingers.  

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The girl in the rain coat began to move as they sat up , still sleepy as Yamaha went over by her to help her up. “Are you alright?” He asked her as she tried to say something only to fail and make sounds that barely sounds like words. The girl began to hyperventilate as she grabbed hold of her yellow rain coat. “It’s okay, you’re safe. I won’t hurt you.” He lifted his hands to show her that he meant no harm. “See no harm at all.” The girl looked around at the odd group of people around her as her breathing began to stabilize. As Yamcha helped the girl up to her feet, from the corners of the rooms the loud speakers stopped the group in their tracks.

A bossy and commanding female voice spoke to the odd group of people in the waiting room. “All right you chumps, listen up. Now that everyone is awake finally, enter the door and proceed inside the theater. Pick whatever seat you want to sit at for the film. There will be no popcorn provided for the showing so no fucking complaining.” 

Rinckles, Issac, the Jamison almost fell forward as the large double doors opened inward with a creek. They group began to walk in as it was either staying in the dull room with creepy clown pictures or listening to the annoying voice from the loudspeaker. As everyone entered the large cinema theater they saw a lone almost humanoid figure at the far end of the theater. There a robotic female with neon-yellow eyes and silver hair in twin pigtails tied with black ribbons looked impatiently at the group. She is wearing a black short-sleeved dress with pockets on the side, a black leather belt and a black tie with a dark yellow collared shirt. She also wears knee-high stockings with visible suspenders with a black headband with yellow neon bulbs. Hanging off her was a mechanical tail, with a syringe filled with the same neon yellow as her eyes and bulbs. 

Moria sat down next to Sean in the middle row of the comfy theater chairs. As some people separated themselves to the back row like Shadow Weaver, Tokomi, the branded man, Issac and Rachel. Others sat by each other with Yamcha sitting next to the girl in the yellow coat, JD sitting next to Dylan. Crona sat in the middle of Julia and Frank at the second row, while Misty and Rinckles sit at the third row with Moira and Sean.

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“How long are you going to show us this boring dream? It’s time you woke up… and put an end to EVERYTHING.” - Konoe A Mercury.

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When everyone took their seats, suddenly metal latches sprung from the arms of the theater chairs and clicked tightly onto the wrists of everyone sitting in their seats. Trobotic girl had the same voice from the loudspeaker speak, bossy and a workaholic as she walked in front of the screen. “I’m Serial Designation, J. One of your many jailers here in the once called Mojoverse. You might be asking-.”

Issac yelled with an unhinged anger fuming from his expression. “I’M NOT GOING TO BE IN A ELECTRIC CHAIR AGAIN, DAMN IT!” This made some of the other people worry and try to struggle from their restraints. 

“I-I don’t want to die.” Crona cried out and struggled at the thought of being electrocuted as their eyes open wide like a deer looking straight into headlights.

Julia went completely pale as her entire body shook with fear. Her thoughts loomed on her ex boyfriend, Andrew Graves. Andrew, she thought as she tried not to cry. I’m sorry, I should have understood you better. Regrets began to pour into the teen’s mind. Himiko, JD, and Dylan seemed to be showing regret and restrained fear that’s held back.

Shadow Weaver showed a harden expression of distaste as the branded man with red hair growled with hate. Jamison was yelling about a conspiracy theory and Spider man, everyone ignored him. 

” Shut up!” J yelled as her hang turned into a mini hand sized machine gun and pointed it at the group. “Those chairs aren’t damn electric chairs, idiot.” J growled with annoyance as she hissed at the audience and waved the hand gun around. “If you all be quiet then we won’t have anyone shot in the kidney or maybe even the brain.” Everyone quickly became still, not making a single peep, despite the hateful glares towards the drone. J’s hand shifted back to normal as a smug smile appeared on her face at fear that remained in some of the group’s more timid characters. Then her mood shifted to boredom as she looked up at the projector room. “Roll the film Cletus.”

In the projector room, a yellow man with auburn hair wearing a gray tank top with green jeans. With a redneck accent the man walked over to the projector. “Roll the film, Cletus. Refill the blood pools, Cletus.” He spoke with annoyance as he turned the projector on. The film began to roll as a countdown started in a old fashioned movie way.

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Danville, USA:  On a sunny lazy day, two boys sat underneath a tree. Both heads of the boys were shaped differently as one had red hair with a triangle shaped head. The other boy had a rectangular head with a big nose with green hair. 

“Hey Ferb, I know what we are going to do today.” The triangle head boy said as he stood up with the world around him shifted. “Hi, I’m Phineas and this is my brother, Ferb. Today, we are here to explain why you all are here.”

The other boy spoke in a British accent as he looked at the camera. “You might not remember why you were taken or even that you died.” The last sentence filled most of the group with shock as Moira shivered at the thought of being caught so soon. “That your death had meaning or your reason still has that meaning. It didn’t,” A flash of a blue light projected as a sudden rush of Moira’s memories of her 15 lives. She can hear in the background crying from the girl in the raincoat after her hearing returned from the ringing.   

“Now you’re here for the better.” Phineas said with a smile as he calmly explained. “You’re all here because of our wonderful merciful goddess, Wanda Maximoff. Mistress of fire, Archon of Ice, Goddess of the great Totality.”  Moria was left speechless at the photo of Wanda being worshiped and praised. 

“That’s the bitch!” Zack yelled, “She brought me here!”

Phineas continued as a diagram showing heaven and hell appeared behind him. “As of now some of the worthy join us in Totality, a haven to all those who follow our goddess.” Ferb moved forward with a television screen on a rolling platform. “ And this is what it looks like for sinners that dare defy.” Ferb turned on the Tv, as horrid visuals of the hell run by the Saints and their workers. People being skewered alive, frozen to death, their sea of screams drowning any thoughts. The weeping and broken bodies of women and children before dying over and over again. It even made Zack board yet grit his teeth in defiance as he watched a child being constantly set on fire.

Ferb turned off the Tv as he spoke up. “You are exempted from this mercy since most of you have been chosen for a reason that is for the better. It’s for the best interest that you understand that you were spared for a reason.” A shiver ran down Moira’s spine as she listened to the boy uncaringly speak. “That you are either a danger to Totality or the believers of our Goddess’s will as she tries to spread her word across all universes.”

Phineas smiled after a quick chuckle, “There’s no escape for any of you, here you are now prisoners in the attractive and talented mage, Warden Konoe Mercury.” It showed a picture of the warden in a two piece pink bikini with a devilish smile and can melt the hearts of any mortal. “With our jailers, and state of the art prison. So welcome to the rest of your lives and don’t forget that your lives can be easy to distinguish.”

END

”What the hell was that.” Moira muttered in complete shock.

 

 

Notes:

Author : Konoe Ayatsuki Mercury (Warden)

Editor: Teekl and Klarion.

Chapter 3: Impasta

Summary:

Imposta

Notes:

Klarion : Yeah, I just got word from the boss herself that Jameson is actually in Gotham City as its governor.

Nine (breaks wine glass filled with red wine with her barehand.) Absolutely pissed.

Klarion: (Devilish smile.) They also said no to Gojo and Makima.

Nine: I’m going to need some wine and rewriting. ( unbelievably pissed) Wanda doesn’t even invite us to her little events and yet Gojo is apparently in the Class of 09 in Act 3 later on. And Makima is in the story as well; that gets rid of the battle between them I had planned it like just Death Battle did. (Wine starts to bubble and boil on the ground.)

Klarion: Oh Carp.

The latches on the chairs are all released as the some of the occupants began to stand. The once confident Tokiomi looked somewhat shaken by the events that unfolded as he gripped at his cane. The girl in the yellow rain coat continued to sob as Yamcha looked completely frozen with fear as he gripped his gi tightly. Shadow Weaver’s eyes kept darting back and forth between the group and where they entered the movie theater. Julia had shut down from the looks of it as she continued to stare at the screen with a lifeless look. Rinkles looked at Frank with confusion while the other man avoided eye contact. Even Misty Knight seemed unsettled by from the video as she began breathing exercises.

Toga tore through the arm of her seat that left notable scratch marks on it as JD looked almost like a ghost with how pale he looked. Rachel only looked to Zack who stood up with a fuming expression towards J who didn’t care one bit. Doll muttered something in Russian as she shook her head  and tightened her fists. Light Yagami and Amanda seemed disturbed, but not like how the others were reacting. Jameson; however, stood up and began to yell like a Karen. “What the the fuck did I just see?! Do you expect me to believe any of this shit?! This is all a fucking conspiracy by the government! By Shield! By Spider-man!”

”Calm down, man.” Yamcha spoke as he stumbled out of his chair.

”Don’t tell me how to calm down you hippie!” Jameson yelled back without showing a shred of doubt even after the video.

Moira looked at Sean who clutched her hand tightly as she realized something very important. Her eyes widened as she asked with concern to her former lover. “Sean, did you lose your mutant powers?” Her ex’s jaw clenched and his eyes avoided contact with her. Moira felt her heart sank as she tried to avoid remembering her own memories of her past lives. I need an ally if I want to escape and Sean doesn’t have his powers anymore. But that doesn’t make him useless. 

“Where’s your manager! I want to talk to the manger!” Jameson ordered as if he was king of everything and throwing a tantrum like a child. 

“You want a manager.” A voice echoed throughout the theater and sudden flash from the screen alerted the group. A red pentagram appeared as it burned to life with a glowing red Egyptian symbols. That’s when they noticed the first small bump in the circle before it faded away. Then another one appeared near it and then another as it began to stretch forward from inside the screen itself.

Klarion: Damn, I can’t believe she’s pulling that off. Let’s see what happens Teekl. (Grabs a theater bucket full of popcorn.)

“What the hell is that!” Jamison said pointing at the screen A female human form stretched out from the theater screen, as the distinct features and curves of her chest and thighs clarified her gender. The gray screen texture began to stretch past the screen with each step as the form’s body from where it was once attached. It stood there menacingly with an unnerving smile as one of its hands rose from its side. With a snap that echoed around the theater, the gray matter on the form slowly burned off as the Warden graces her presence to the hostages and prisoners that she is tasked to observe. 

The men gaped at the beautiful woman that stood demanding their eyes. The older adult males watched the Warden’s melon sized breasts shift as blood leaked subtly from their noses. She looked down at the ant who she knows as the complaining bitch. “You know what I hate more than Karens?” She looked to the prisoners looked at her frozen in sight as the adult men quickly tried to wipe their noses to erase the perverted evidence. “Someone who has the balls to act like they know what they are doing when they don’t know their place.”

She levitated the man known as James J Jameson who looked absolutely terrified by her presence. “I also hate imposters. Clearly I figured out your hacker ass, now why don’t you tell the audience who you really are!” She said as the reporter fell back on his ass before the face of the man flew across the theater. 

“President Nixon!” The character’s who knew about presidents said loudly with surprise. Looking at the former president who grit his teeth at the Warden. Nine gave a very board look at the former president as Misty marched up.

“But how did you figure it out?” The former president asked with a hateful stare. “I made sure to act like that reporter bastard. How?”

“You honestly thought you could get away with it.” Misty Knight said crossing her arms with a disappointed gaze. “When we woke up, you kept blabbing about the Moon Landing being a conspiracy invented by the Avengers. The real Jameson would have distrusted the whole lot of us for being Spider-man cultists.”

Moira solved it as soon as Misty Knight put all the pieces together. “When you finally realized that then you changed your tune to classic Jamison who complained and yelled about everything.” Moira deduced as she crossed her arms. “You also called Yamcha a hippie. That also sounded unlike the real Jameson who would have called him a hobo.”

Yamcha looked very offended by the comment as he pointed out the obvious. “Hello! I’m standing right here!” Everyone didn’t bother to comment as the sound of slow clapping can heard onstage as it echoed int the theater. Everyone turned their attention to the theater, the Warden giving smile at the prisoners before stopping.

Her yellow glance towards the former president as clicked her tongue with annoyance. “If you guys had looked carefully at his new appearance you would know our imposter is actually a impasta.” When a bucket of water appeared above the former president’s head before tipping forward with all the water landing on his face. Everyone gasped except for J and Nine gasped as Nixon’s face began to slide off to reveal another old white man wearing makeup.

“Who the hell is this guy!” Zack said with annoyance as if reading the thoughts of everyone there.

”I’m Ben Parker. My nephew works at the Daily Bugle as a reporter.” He said calmly, giving up the act quickly. “I could have figured out this conspiracy and still get home to wife, if it wasn’t for you people!” He pointed at Misty, Moira, and Sean. Nine looked at the pitiful man, unamused by his talking. “But here I am thanks to the so called goddess. Who acts like a complete stalker to my nephew by the way. Now I’m here with you chumps in this conspiracy!” 

Nine’s heels echoed as she gave a sinister smile at Uncle Ben. “So you think you’re better than us too, huh? That your little ego will protect you from anything.” She said as part of the purple cape she wore disappeared. “Will it protect you from this?” 

“Gomorrah.”

Then from underneath the ground through a red portal appeared a draconic blackish purple head with four red eyes. It snapped its mouth with rows of razor sharp fangs as it looked down at the pathetic man in front of him. It lunged at the old man with its teeth. The sound of bones being crushed were akin to the sound of branches that were once sturdy, now snapped like mere twigs. The man’s terrified screams filled the room as droplets of blood dripping with each bite. The onlookers watched, some with like Julia, JD, the child in the yellow rain coat, and Yamcha were in horror and the extreme measure. Nine watched with no delight as crimson blood seeped into the carpet of the theater. The screams of the man known as Ben Parker died with no final snap words or guttural scream as the dragon like head sunk back into the portal. Leaving behind only the blood of the Impasta, to serve as a warning.

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Klarion: Wait what about his fucking soul?

Nine: Don’t worry I got that covered, oh Lord of Chaos. 

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Spewed from the dark tar; Ben Parker found himself strangely in a bright and colorful scene. “What the *Boink*.” He thought before he can question why he couldn’t swear, he heard a high pitched voice.

”I’m on it boss!” Said a giant bubble with razor teeth and black beady eyes as its light blue tongue began to descend towards Uncle Ben. His screams were unheard as the floating teeth with mismatched eyes floated above; looking at the Bubble with disgust.

”Why are you like this?”

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It was at that moment the red portal disappeared when the Warden snapped her fingers that something cold clamped around the necks of the prisoners. Moira realized that they were all collared like dogs. “Now then; I assume you all realize wha-.” Nine spoke before being interrupted by a several butcher knifes being thrown her way; only freeze mere inches from her before crumpling onto themselves until they looked like crumple pieces of paper. She gazed at who the attacker was the dark indigo haired girl as she is lifted the girl before floating her in front of the theater where everyone watched.

  “Ваша ложь о высших силах ничего не значит. Эта ложная богиня и вы не являетесь решателями наших гребаных судеб.” The Drone said.

(Google Translate). Klarion: ( Your lies of a higher blah blah blah. Yada yada yada. Don’t fucking care.)

Zack leaned over to Frank watched with interest and whispered. “Damn the balls on that kid.” 

“Is that so?” Nine said with a chuckle as she looked to J and back at the girl. “Then I suppose this is a lie as well?” Appearing between the Warden and the teen was a mirror as it showed doll’s reflection of herself. Or at least what the others saw her as. A mortified scream came from the teen as her eyes widened with shock and disbelief at what she saw. She had white skin with boney limbs that dangled there in the air. Dark red eyes that replaced where her visor was with her metallic body now transformed into the squishy and feeble likeness of a human. Her core had been replaced with a beating heart that raced with surprise in her chest. Nine smiled at the reaction on the teen as she began to taunt the teen. “What happened to that bravado, huh? Do you still feel like challenging your fate now?” 

With a simple wave of the Warden’s hand, Doll landed on the ground with a new found weakness making her knees buckle. She kept touching her face in complete denial at the series of events. Meanwhile; Nine turned her attention back to the rest of the group. “Now then those collars on your necks are there to remind you that if you try anything stupid, it will electrocute you like this.” A shout of pain sounded from the human known as Doll as volts of electricity shocked the teen. She began to convulse in pain as her knees fall to the ground. 

It only lasted a minute before it stopped and the teen can catch her breath as her eyes glance up at the Warden. “All of you here will get a tour of the facilities from J here.” Gesturing to the disassembly drone who nodded to her boss with conformation. “There you will meet the other guards and some of our staff; along with the rest of the prisoners detained here.” 

There’s more prisoners here than just us? Moira thought as she glanced from the Warden to Doll who managed to get get up with a slight tremble. Moira noticed right away the compliance of everyone there to Nine’s words as the witch vanished from stage after glancing back to the stage. 

“Alright sheeple! Follow me.” J ordered everyone as the group followed the drone through another set of double doors across from where they had entered.

 

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In a secret room of the prison; annoying theme music is heard playing in a large warehouse like trophy room. Like nails on a chalkboard, it played all around as a lone red headed young inventor with yellow goggles that had red thin spirals stood there wearing a wielding mask and holding a blowtorch. Across the halls were decorated with bizarre items, from normal looking chopsticks to strange necklace with a red gem in the middle. 

“Oi Jack.” The young man stood straight up at the mention of his name as he took off the welding mask. There walking towards him was a teenage girl wearing a space helmet that masked her entire face. Wearing a matching white suit and a baseball cap on top with a bow on the back of her helmet. “All the players are finally here. Well except that the boss lady already found a imposter in our new group.” She said in an Australian accent as the pale red headed inventor rolled his eyes.

“Already saw that on the monitor, Tessa.” Jack commented as he placed the blowtorch on his work bench. “Besides can’t show those losers there how hopeless it is to escape without giving a proper example.” 

“I thought you were to squeamish about the sight of blood, Spicer.” Tessa taunted crossing her arms.

“For your information, I got used to that after seeing the stuff that’s been happening in that other world with the Goddess.” Jack said with a shiver down his spine.

“Can’t you use your toys or something to get rid of her then. Like using the Sands of Time or any of the more powerful stuff?” Tessa commented.

Jack laughed for a moment as he gave her his answer. “WOW; you must be dummer than me! Yeah, big no on that. She would stop it from happening before I ever get the chance.” 

Tessa didn’t seemed bothered by his insult as she remarked. “Well you wouldn’t be noticed by her anyway. Not even a threat to your own mommy.” Tessa said as she walked away from him towards several monitors he set up viewing the different parts of the prison. Including the restricted area for the more dangerous and annoying prisoners each in their cell. Guarded by the raven haired immortal wearing a light blue scarf carrying a katana as a young woman with long brown hair tied with a yellow ribbon with a sinister smile being taken to her see through cell. Six cells, each with a prisoner who could pose a ‘threat’. 

Jack scoffed as he clicked a button from his remote, it activated a false metal wall that hid the real artifacts and replaced them with knockoffs from another universe. He knew the difference; and even though he is fearful of the goddess. He knows that Nine wouldn’t let him die in such a universe when he can still be useful and his talents still growing. 

 

Chapter 4: Profiles

Summary:

Files on the prisoners.

Notes:

I have tried for two hours to get a picture uploaded onto this fic. Even did the what the web suggested.

Moira McTaggert: The 15 lives of failing to save all mutant kind, only to betray them by depowering them.

What are you gonna do with a problem like Moira? (Sound of Music song rewritten by Klarion.)

 

Sean Cassidy aka Banshee : Ex lover of Dr. McTaggert, Irish, and used to be a interpol agent and then a criminal then an x-man. Until being one of 200 mutants depowered by the asshole known Bolivar Trask. 

Klarion: Imagine the look on his face when he finds out Moira skinned him alive without a shred of remorse. 

 

Misty Mercedes Knights: One of New York’s heroes who has worked with several groups across the world like the Avengers. Has a robot arm and has a talented set of fighting skills. 

Death: New York 2023 nuclear bomb explosion. 

Klarion: Too bad she still she doesn’t have her own comic book series like Storm does. Sigh overshadowed by the fan favorites.

 

Dylan Brock: Son of Eddie Brock and has wielded the Venom Symbiote along with gaining his own. Hostage in case Eddie Brock snaps out of the goddess’s control. …. Like that would ever happen! Ha!

Death: New York 2023 nuclear bomb explosion.   

Klarion: Give Bart Simpson Emo Spider-man’s powers and you get this kid. LOL

 

Adam Taurus: The Crazy Ex Boyfriend who can’t take a hint. Former leader of the White Fang, skilled swordsman. Has an obsessive desire to make humans suffer as he did and did not get over Blake Belladonna betraying him. Salt on wounds, she preferred her teammate Yang Xieo Long who stabbed Adam with Blake. His semblance, Moonstrike allows him to block and absorb damage and dish it back against the opponent. It also contributes to his speed and attacks.

Death:  Go Lesbians! Stabbed by Yang and Blake. 

Klarion: He’s so broken inside~ C R A Z Y.

 

Amanda Young: Jigsaw’s Other Apprentice Amanda was once a drug junkie until her first Jigsaw trap that changed everything. Instead of therapy or hoping to get revenge, she joins the infamous John Kramer and agent Hoffman as Jigsaw’s apprentice. Hoffman tricked Amanda as John was dying of cancer to fail her secret test that John had set up for her. Leaving Hoffman and two other apprentices to pick up where the killer started. Amanda is crafty and has created several traps during her time as an apprentice.

Death: Gun shot wound. 

Klarion: If she was so smart then why didn’t she realize that the letter wasn’t written by John?

 

Crona Gorgon and Ragnarok : Existence is Pain and lets fuck things up. Crona was born to the witch Medusa who experimented on Crona before they were born with the Black Blood. This also formed Crona’s own living weapon inside them Ragnarok. Abused by his mother and bullied by Ragnarok constantly made Crona embrace their madness and try to become the Kishin. After a while Crona was free at Death Academy thanks to Maka Alearn and her partner and weapon: Soul. However the peace would be short lived as Crona’s memories of their friends were wiped by Medusa to become a Kishin. The new Kishin was born; but the cost was extremely traumatic for Crona to bear.

Klarion: Sounds like they couldn’t keep those annoying teen hormones under control even with the years of trauma their mother gave them.

 

Doll: Russia’s Killer Queen Born on Copper 9; Doll had a normal boring life with her parents until the Disassembly Drone known as V killed and ate her parents in front of her. She dedicated her life to live while her fuel for vengeance against V would help her develop a power that her mother had. The Absolute Solver. She eventual ran into Tessa James Elliot as they made an alliance to get the golden keycard from Uzi Doorman. Eventually she got to full of herself and died.

Death: Her internal core being ripped out of her chest by Uzi.

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Klarion: Something in Russian. 

 

’Frank’:   He’s totally up to something! ‘Frank’ or his real name, Adam Barrett was once a private detective; but gave it up to embrace his own idea of freedom. Frank was given the job to abduct a small child known as Abigail with other strangers that night for 50 million dollars. It wasn’t until he realized who Abigail’s father was and his daughter true vampiric form that he decided to take advantage of the opportunity and have Lambert turn him into a vampire. He killed everyone besides Rinkles and managed to kill Kristof Lazar to become head vampire.

Klarion: Damn, must be hard to get a tan as a vampire.

 

Hien: Foxy Assassin : What was once a game for a young boy in high school suddenly turned into his life in a video game. He now embodies the assassin known as Hien with fox like traits and a has a mischievous sense of humor. A troublemaker that is deadly with a crossbow.

 

Klarion: I suppose he’s going to have an annoying catch phrase if he’s a troublemaker.

 

Himiko Toga:  Bloody Manic Pixie Girl. Himiko Toga is a high school girl that became a villain because of how she had to hide herself in a mask everyday. Drinking the blood from another person allows her to change into that person and gain their abilities. Her parents were disgusted by her quirk as a child. Later when she joined the League of Villains;  she met three heroes in training she considered to be friends besides the others in the League. Ochako Uraraka, Izuku Midoriya, and Tsuyu Asui. She has a big crush on Midoriya and has hopes that maybe they can be friends. 

Death: The power of friendship.

Klarion: Yandere, just like that crazy pink haired chick with the freaky future phone.

 

Issac Foster ‘Zack’: The Killer who knows how to piss everyone off. Zack Foster had suffered burns all across his body from an accident as a child. His parents abused him until he killed them. He found killing to the one thing he enjoyed more than making vulgar comments and messing with his victims. Until he met Rachel Gardner who helped him kill other killers to escape. The two have traveled together since. 

Klarion: If he wasn’t human; I think this guy would have made a amazing Lord of Chaos.

 

’JD’ Jason Dean: Emo boy that is off the charts bad boy.  After witnessing his mother blow herself up; a trauma he’d someday see onto the crumbling state of society. He would move place to place with his abusive father until he met Veronica. In which he wants to show her the world isn’t worth saving; killing several classmates and almost blowing up the high school.

Death: Explosion.  

Klarion: They made a musical of this go listen to the sound track and see if you get brain freeze from that after listening to the songs backwards on loop.

 

Julia: The timid girl. She is Andrew Graves ex girlfriend. She used to friends with his sister; however, his sister hates anyone who tries to date and wants to murder Julia. She is very shy and a compassionate young lady; who still cares for her ex boyfriend. However she would later find out that her ex boyfriend’s sister hated being second fiddle. Ashely graves stabs and kills Julia.

Death: Stabbed in the heart.   

Klarion: Does she have any other personality besides the shy timid girl, yawn! Can’t wait for her expression when she finds out what ex has been doing behind her back. Also if I had a nickel for every time I said that Yandere; I would have two nickels!

 

L Lawliet: The Worlds Greatest Detective and sugar addict. Origins from before the orphanage is unknown. At the age of 7, L Lawliet was smarter all the rest of his peers as a child. Working with Whammy; he began to use brilliant mind to solve mysteries as he grew older. He had four apprentices; that later became two because there were rumors that the stress of being the next L is overbearing. Emotionless yet playful; the greatest detective does whatever is possible to win. His last case he worked on was the Kira case in Japan.

Death: Heart attack.

Klarion: Are you sure he didn’t die from diabetes or something else  like high blood sugar with all that sugar everyday? 

 

Light Yagami ‘Kira’: Are you sure he’s not gay? Light is a brilliant high schooler who saw the crime of the world as disgusting and is a dedicated to justice. Then when he gets a black notebook called The Death Note; he can finally enact his justice as Kira. However he had to deal with L who seemed to match every move he made to catch Kira. He would sacrifice anyone he knows and loves for the so called justice and peace that he desires.

 

Klarion: Ohh Teekl I’m gonna grab a chip a eat it as I make this note. No it’s not fish flavored.

 

Rachel Gardner: The walking Puppy girl. Rachel had a difficult childhood with her parents constantly at each other’s throats. One day she finally got back at them after finding her stray puppy to be dead and killed them both. She was later incarcerated into an unusual hospital that had many famous killers. That’s where she met Issac Foster and the two would escape from that joint after killing the other killers.

 

Klarion: I can’t wait to see who she tries to kick in the balls.

 

Rinkles: Former Army and now Vampire Hunter (Blade knockoff.) Rinkles was one of two kidnappers who managed to live the night of the massacre. Somehow dodging Abigail’s attack that would have killed him; he instead got a nasty scar where it used to be. When he next awoke he had survived and managed to crawl out of the manor before it was burnt to the ground. Since that day; Rinkles has dedicated to himself on finding out what happened that night and killing vampires.

 

Klarion: Ugh, protagonist origin stories are getting to predictable. Why not have him turn into a zombie or some Mafia ties?

 

Sagara Sousuke : Uptight protagonist complex. Sagara; born from two nations, he has faced lots of conflict in his life because of the war. He is extremely handy with weaponry; especially guns. However he is a very focused individual who finds it difficult to understand what others express. He is sent undercover as a bodyguard in a high school, where he still somehow is able sneak a gun in despite the no guns policy.

Klarion: Sounds like someone who is oblivious to a love triangle.

 

Shadow Wearver ‘Beatrix’ : Old Bitchy Witch Shadow Weaver once known as Light Spinner was once a highly decorated magic user in Mystcor. Teacher to young mages; she would teach the future king Micha magic. She saw the dangers that a mysterious group called the Horde; and urged the other council members to do something. However they declined and she turned to the Spell of Obtainment to gain that power. But it all went wrong and she was left scarred and a traitor after killing the head mage. She turned to the Horde and found herself as an advisor to its leader. One day she took in a small baby girl; Adora to raise along with a young feline girl named Catra. Still hungry for power stayed strong, she abused both girls; Adora mentally and for Catra both physically and mentally. It wasn’t until many years later that she would have to sacrifice herself for them so that they can save the world. She likes magic, gardening, and drinking wine.

Death: Fuck off Shadow Weaver; your self sacrifice means little to no shit. 

Klarion: She sounds like cranky bitch who monologues too much.

The Rain Coat Kid: Classified Female; everything else is classified.

Klarion: I’m not saying anything. No spoilers!

 

Tokiomi Tohsaka: Mr Richie Rich whose a prick. Heir of the Tohsaka family that specializes in magical gemstones. Tokiomi can be called multiple things; a prick, worst father of the year or bastard. He had a family with his wife named Aoi. They had two children, Rin and Sakura who both were born with special magical properties. Since the Clocktower (magic law makers) only allows one sole heir to inherit the Tohsaka name; he had given his daughter, Sakura to the Matou family. He is known to be a clever strategist in the field of battle (sometimes).  That would later bite him in the ass when participating in the fourth Holy Grail War that he faced off against Kariya Matou who managed to defeat Tokiomi by letting his bugs consume the man he hated. Then rewrote of all reality so that Aoi can be his wife and apparently he has no understanding of children.

Death: Beaten by a loser and devoured by lots of bugs.

Klarion: Ha! So high and mighty magus; good riddance to bad robots.

Teekl: Meow

Klarion: Rubbish, you know I meant rubbish.

 

Tomoe Inui: Wolf Child with cursed magic. Born to a struggling mystic wolf humanoid family; Tomoe Inui would be offered as a present to the current king. Rather than throw her away, he kept her since she has the ability to speak to animals and demons. Which then made her into a princess for some reason. However her dark magic isn’t labeled as a danger in her world. However; she would find herself on the run when against when enemy attacked and killed everyone with a new poisonous gas that she somehow survived. It was then in anguish; she developed a familiar power as the blood of her fallen new family and her old one covered her severed arm. It’s uncanny resemblance to the Azure when wielded by someone is baffling.

 

Klarion: So what; she has no power here. There aren’t even any animals she can truly manipulate, even Teekl can’t be tricked by this puny child.

 

Uzaki Hitomi: Killer Bager girl Hitomi is a hybrid of a Honey Badger and is an extremely strong. She was raised by Reiichi who found her feral in Hong Kong. She later moved to Japan where others like her began to fight amongst each other. She is hot blooded young woman who often jumps into battle head first. Taking down enemies five times larger than she is. She is durable and is able to take a number of hits like it was nothing. 

Klarion: Well Teekl is far deadlier than some high schooler with Honey Badger powers.

 

Velma Dinkley: It’s the Mindy Kaling Verison (Weird Ghost girl). Velma Dinkley is an Indian-American high school girl who creeped everyone out and made every person who watched her series cringe. She has close ties with her mother in her childhood and is a complete nerd.

Death: Killed by that abomination known as Scrappy Doo.

Klarion: I heard they make the victims in hell watch this series on loop. Sounds like a good torture tactic. 

 

Yamcha : That guy who lost to a saibamen. Once the scarred Bandit of a sandy desert; he meets Goku, Bulma, and Oolong. Wanting to grow strong like Goku; he was taught by renowned martial artist Master Roshi who can blow up a mountain in one blast. He lost against Tien and was humiliated with the opponent breaking his leg. His losses only got worse later in life; although he dated Bulma. Then when the Vegata and Nappa attacked they brought out some saibamen which explode. Yamcha fought with one who exploded and created the disgraced dead body in a crater meme. 

Death: Suicide at his home after the latest Dragon Ball Super. Then later his body was destroyed by a saibamen that Vegeta had saved to use.

 

Klarion: Whose that again; I fell asleep. (Insert picture of Cinder Fall saying Who are you again GIF.)

 

 

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Chapter 5: Tour

Summary:

The group is given a tour of the jail that they are staying at.

Moira followed everyone as the group entered the long gray hallway. She saw the girl named Doll managing to catch up to the group. The doctor noticed the group’s compliance to the events in the theater, it seemed the example the Warden had showed off had worked like a charm. J turned to the left in a four different hallways, the drone looked unamused as the group followed along. They stopped by a set of solid oak wooden double doors; J opened the door as the prisoners eyes widened at the sight before them. There in front of them was a large room with a polished dark wood floor. At the left side of the room was a brick fireplace with two Oxford red Chesterfield leather chairs near a dark  wood end tables carved with elegance. A blue fancy Persian rug underneath both chairs; on the right were several bookshelves shelves crafted with the same dark wood. The variety of the books ranged to different subjects of new politics by Saint York to making space food for dummies. Fancy desks are spaced evenly in the back with small library lamps aligned perfectly. J turned with unenthusiastic expression to the group of prisoners. “Here is the Library slash study for all you fancy pants nerds who want to are board out of your mind. Don’t bleed on any of the books if one of your fellow prisoners decides to start a brawl for some reason.”

Moira looked confused by the set up of the room; no prison has ever had such accommodations such as this. Tokiomi gave an approving nod at the study. Light, L, Frank, and Shadow Weaver seemed enamored as well by the room. Misty Knight seemed to analysis with subtle glances at the books. “Now let’s move, no dilly or dallying.” J ordered as everyone walked single file out of the double doors. As the group moved back to the four way path; Moira noticed a that the path had turned into three, with where they had entered the hallway turned into double theater doors. The group headed to the left path that had the same gray texture as cement. There were three different rooms ; one at the far end and two other doors on the right. One had double doors with a light gray texture as sign on the door with labeled doctor.  The other door a few inches across from the double doors is an oak wood door with a golden placard labeled, Therapist.

They first went through the doctor’s office door as they entered the doors. The room walls were all white with teal tiled flooring. Several white hospital beds were lined across from one another with several hospital mechanical gear.    There sitting across from a neat white office desk on a black office chair was a woman with short raven hair styled in a bob. She dressed in  a white doctor’s coat with he magenta eyes glancing at the sound of the door opening. The woman swiveled her chair around towards the group; with an uninterested glance. On her hair were two yellow butterfly pins that can almost looked real. She wore black gloves on her hands as she smiled at the new group.

“Ah; seems the new prisoners have arrived. I’m glad to make your acquaintance.” She sat up as she spoke to the group. “I’m Akiko Yosano, I run the infirmary here in the prison. So as long as your whole body and parts are on hand; I can patch you right up.” 

“What do you mean by parts?” Yamcha asked as Yosano tilted her head cutely as she reached back for a machete in on the office table. She raised it in front of the group as she cut off her other hand. Blood splattered on the ground as the hand fell to the ground lifelessly. The group seemed baffled by the extreme action as the doctor looked un-phased by her own action. 

“That was a bit extreme, so how do you fix yourself u-.” Sean spoke before he was interrupted by the sight of gray butterflies surrounding the severed hand and the bloody stump where it used to be. The insects crowd the hand until they vanish along with the hand. They heard the sound of a clap from the doctor as she shows them that her hand has been fully healed like it never happened. 

“So you see as long as all your organs and limbs are together I can repair you as long you're only close to deaths door. You will receive ‘special’ treatment if you do die with your body intact.” The raven haired doctor explained to the prisoners. Yamcha felt a shiver go down his spine as the doctor cleaned the bloody machete with a piece of cloth; her eyes directed from him to the others.  

J seemed unbothered and motioned the group to leave the room to continue the tour; Yosano waved at the group as they left one at a time out the door. Not noticing the sadistic grin on her face as soon as the last person left. J directed group to the wooden door and gestured towards it. “In here is where your therapy sessions will take place.” As the drone opened the door the group was met a rather boring room. It had cream colored walls with wood flooring that was a slightly lighter color than the library. There is a long black couch and across the piece of furniture  is a Corinne white fabric chair with a woman in a silver silk dress sitting on it. She had brown kind eyes that looked at the group as her long straight black hair shifted at the movement as she stood up. She wore silver flat shoes and  wore white gloves that fit comfortably on her hands. Her white headband on her head to keep her hair from getting in the way. 

She wore black tights that contrasted the pure color that the woman gracefully displayed as she bowed to the group and straightened back up with a kind and gentle smile. “This is Jun Kazama; she’s the therapist here. So if you have some trauma about you know, dying or some life changing event then you should spill your internal organs in front of her.” J commented with a few prisoners giving questioning looks as J rolled her eyes.

”It’s nice to meet you all.” Jun spoke as she looked at each prisoner with a calm presence. “I hope that over time you all will be able to trust me and your fellow inmates.” A scoff stopped her from continuing her words as the red headed bull Faunus teen who looked at her with an untrusting look. Zack yawned with a board expression as Rachel hardly seemed bothered at all. “If you need to talk about anything that happened about before you arrived here let me know and I can start scheduling appointments.”

“Alright; let’s move on to our next stop.” J said as she walked out the door with the group following behind and walk out of the room. They enter the double gym doors at the end of the hallway as the door opened; the group looked surprised at the expansive gym in front of them. With large mirrors in the far back and a dark square ring with blue mats on the sides. Training dummies are laid out at the left where several balls of different sports like football, soccer, and baseball. “Here is the gym; where you can train and do all those important training like kicking a ball or practice shooting with a shooting range.” To the right was weight lifting gear along with a storage closet. She looked to the right to motioning targets as the murder drone walked away and gestured the group to follow. 

The group followed J out of the gym and back to the middle of the three way path. The prisoners followed the J down the last hallway which double doors on the left similar to the gray gym doors and in front of them a metal double doors at the end of the hallway. On the right was another door that was made of glass. The drone pointed to the door on the left as she spoke. “Over here is the cafeteria; where you worms will be eating and ugh; talking until the next challenge or when it’s breakfast, lunch, or dinner.” 

Dylan raised his hand as J looked at him with a scowl. “What’s your question half pint? I don’t have all day.”

“What about brunch?” He asked as the group look from Dylan to J who had a annoyed expression.

“What’s brunch?” Crona whispered to Himiko as she looks at them with slight confusion and disbelief.

The high schooler whispered back to timid person next to her. “Brunch is basically breakfast and lunch; usually around 11AM to 3PM. In my option; it’s better than having lupper.” She licked her lips as she imagined French toast with maple syrup being poured onto it. 

J rolled her eyes and answered bluntly. “No, there isn’t going to be any brunch or lupper. Only breakfast, lunch, and dinner.” Dylan deflated a bit as he sulked for a moment or two. “To your right you’ll see the garden; where you can plant green things like cucumbers or tea leaves. The state of the art environmental greenhouse  is able to mimic sunlight and rainy conditions that will help whatever weeds you want grown. This has been brought to you by JC Jensen In SPAAAAACEE!!!!!” 

“Now rather than show you the cafeteria; we will head to our last destination, where you will meet the other inmates and be assigned roommates.” J said as she walked towards the metal doors, and pushed it forward to open it. The room was almost as big as the theater although with slightly less color as the theater. There were six rooms on the ground level on both sides of the wall and near the end was a metal stair case that led to a five rooms up top balconies. “Here is where you all will be staying to mingle and interact with your fellow inmates or talk to us jailers if you have more stupid questions.” From the side something flew quickly and hit an apple that was on the stair railing on the second level on the left. “Hey where the hell did you get that crossbow from?” J demanded as the group saw a young man with light brown hair and fox like ears wearing a green scarf and some rugged clothing holding a cross bow. Behind him was a similar light brown bushy fox tail as the young man grinned with false embarrassment.

He had two black markings on both sides of his face as the teen spoke with some arrogance. “Oh, I didn’t hear any rules about bringing weapons to the so called living quarters.” J grunted angerly as she looked to the other prisoners. There in the corner is a 11 eleven year old girl wearing a white long sleeved traditional priestess shirt with light green shorts. She had white snow colored hair accompanied by wolf ears on the top of her head, her hair was somewhat long and straight as her ocean  blue eyes look at the newcomers. Her right hand looked to be bandaged up as she shifted slightly to hide it from their gaze. 

“Still doesn’t mean you should have it, inmate” The voice of an arrogant girl said as a pair of footsteps walk towards the mischievous teen. A pair of twin girls dressed in blue guard uniforms stood there holding batons with black shorts. Their stern yellow eyes gaze at him as he dropped the weapon and raised his hands in defeat. Both girls were wearing eye patches, the one who had it on the right had a braid to keep her silver hair from unraveling. While the more stern one had her’s on the left with her hair in two tight buns. The one of the right with picked up the crossbow from the ground as she looked to her twin. They both gave the prisoner a stern warning look before marching off.

“That’s Caroline and Justine; they work with me to keep you inmates from causing any trouble.” J pointed out as the drone looked to her left to see a purple long haired young man in black watching the one of the other inmates in a deadlock stare. “The guy with the long hair is Yuri Lowell, there are three more jailers and one should be near by.” She pointed up ahead at the center walkway of the balcony a slender man with messy white hair pulled back into a pony tail. He was looking at the new prisoners with interest as he held a brown book in one hand. “Makishima Shogo, we do have one other jailer; but he’s busy doing something else. So now the tour is over, any questions?” Many hands were raised as J smiled and turned around to leave. “Good no questions and right on time too.” Leaving the group as Justine throws the crossbow to J who catches it with ease.

A fifteen-year-old Indian-American girl with black eyes and auburn hair. She wears a yellow sweater and matching long socks along with a dark red short pleated skirt. She is wearing dorky black glasses as she approached the group and spoke. “Uh hey, you guys must be prisoners here too.” She said awkwardly as she continued to talk. “I’m Velma Dinkley.” She introduced herself as she looked to the brown haired fox teen on the who jumped off the balcony railing and landed on his feet. “That there is Hien. I guess you already saw his little stunt over there on your right.” She looked to the upright serious high school teen with somewhat tan skin, brown hair and eyes. On the lower left side of his face is a small x shaped scar. He wore an all black school uniform as he stared at Yuri with a serious expression. “That over there is Sousuke Sagara. He can be a bit of a loner and doesn’t talk much. And the girl over there is Tomoe Inue, she’s kinda shy around others.” Before Velma continued to talk like a brainiac; Hien interrupted as he walked over.

“Hey; there was nothing saying I couldn’t bring a crossbow into this room. Let alone use it on a piece of fruit.” Hien complained to the dorky teen. As she pursed her lip with annoyance at the teen assassin. 

To the right staring at the group with her arms crossed was high school girl with short silver hair and brown eyes. She wore a white button up shirt with a red bow and wore a blue short school skirt with a pair of brown badger like ears on the top of her head. “That’s Uzaki Hitomi. She a bit hot blooded and-.”

“I head that! Ghost geek!” Hitomi shouted with a very annoyed expression as she grit teeth in frustration. 

“I know you did.” Velma mumbled before addressing the silver haired teen. “Maybe if me and Hien weren’t the only ones making introductions then this.” Hitomi rolled her eyes as she pouted on her march towards the group. Like them, the other inmates had silver collars as well. “Thank you for sparing some time out of your nonexistent schedule to walk over here.”

“Hey now; I made an actual effort to walk over here to meet the newbies.” Hitomi huffed as she flipped off Velma. 

“So now you’re gracing us with your presence.” Hien taunted as Hitomi looked like she was about ready to start a fight. 

“Oi, inmates, listen up!” The voice of an Australian teenage girl yelled out from the balcony where Makishima stood. A metal door at the top center of the balcony closed as the space suited teen stopped next to her fellow jailer. “I’m Tessa James Elliot. Another jailer here at your new home here.” The child in the rain coat shuttered as the group listened on. “You all will be assigned roommates which can’t be changed, by the way. So too bad, so sad.” She had a mid evil sword behind her back as she looked down on the ants below. “The girls and awkward undecided gender people will be on the right; while the men on the left. It will have your names and who you’re rooming with on the door. Also you can take any items from the rooms as long as they aren’t damaging any fresh fruit that had been recently shipped to us by the apple labor factor. Get together know your roommate or don’t; because tomorrow’s challenge will require some trust. Toodles.” The space girl said as she walked away back to the metal door and closing it behind her.

Klarion: Well that’s the end of this chapter folks! 

Chapter 6: Roommates

Summary:

Everyone gets to know their roommates and bond in one way or another.

“Hey I found my room.” said the Z-fighter as he looked to the one of the doors “Whose Adam Taurus?  As the red haired Faunus gave a scowl and walked forward. “Hey roomie, just so you know I like to do my training early in the morning.” Adam growled and gave a threatening look to Yamcha as he scooted away from the door to let the former leader walk in first. “Note to self, no small talk with my roommate.”

 Next door; Light and Frank are getting along as they make small talk. “So what are your thoughts on crime? If we are here in a prison then what would this goddess want with us?” Light asked the middle aged man. 

“Well I used to be a private detective some years back in my world. But it never got anywhere.” Frank commented as the high school brunette raised his eyebrow with suspicious gaze. Frank seemed to pick up on that as he continued to speak. “You seem to ask all the right questions; Mr. Yagami. Are you hoping to become a private detective or join law enforcement?”

Light smiled as he calmly lied. “Yes, I’m hoping to join law enforcement. My father is actually in law enforcement which inspired me.” The more allies; the better chance I have here. Maybe if it works I can make sure L is on the chopping block. “Frank, I think we are going to get along swimmingly.”

Frank smiled as well at the gullible high schooler. Better to have some people on my side. Maybe I can share the truth about myself with him. Once I gain his trust that is. 

To the left of Light’s and Frank; Dylan Brock is looking glumly at his room with his name and the teen fox hybrid. “Hey there!” The assassin spoke with a cheerful demeanor. “Guess we are roomies now Dylan.” He gave a sly smile to his new roommate.  

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“I'll show you the meaning of "scorched earth." -Nine the Phantom.

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“Yeah, sorry I really don’t feel like talking right now.” Dylan said with a forlorn look as he turned his gaze back to the fox hybrid. Hien noticed the change and nodded with understanding. Being in an unfamiliar place without anyone you know to turn to. No communication with his father before that bright light had consumed his sight.

The room above them had the raven haired high schooler and the bandaged killer rooming with each other. Jason Dean narrowed his eyes as Zack stopped by their door. “What are you fucking staring at you emo turd.” Zack insulted with a frustrated scowl at the young man. Jason hardly seemed bothered by his even with the growing bloodlust that the killer gave off. “Well? what are you gonna say you Emo 90’s teen?” 

JD seemed to look board at first before giving a humorless chuckle and speaking. “I heard worse things from other shitty people in my life. While I was alive I did show those shitty people that they were all talk. However; you, I can tell that we will get along well enough to tolerate each other’s bullshit.” 

JD turned around and walked into the room with Zack yelling at the high schooler with annoyance. “Don’t turn away when I’m trying to get you to react. You’re almost as bad as the fucking kid.” Zack muttered to himself a sinister smile. “Seems the cocky brat is brat is fucking right about getting along. 

The room next to them had their occupants walking upstairs to the room assigned to them; Sean and Sargra. 

Moira looked across the first level of doors for her name before went to the second level; to her surprise she was roomed with Amanda Young as the young woman walked up the metal stairs to the second level. She hardly looked bothered by the string of events transpiring as she made eye contact with Moira. The room next to them had Velma and Hitomi give each other upset glares of annoyance before going into hybrid went into the room silently. “Bitch, she better run.” Velma muttered before entering her own shared room.

Amanda gave a calm and collected look to her roommate before offering her hand. Moira couldn’t help; but, notice the several needle mark by her wrist. “Doctor Moira McTaggert; it’s nice to meet you, Mrs Young.” Amanda seemed somewhat taken aback for a mere moment after shaking Moira’s hand.

”Gosh; sorry that I was stunned for a moment. I didn’t expect your hand to feel so cold.” Amanda said with a shrug before entering their shared room. Moira looked down at her hand and sighed before looking to where to where Sean and Sousuke room was. The two acknowledged each other with a nod as Sean asked the high schooler a question.

”So is there anything I should know about you?” Sean can see the young man stop midway his turning the door knob. 

“I sleep with a gun. Just in case; you can never be too sure around this place.” Sousuke said with a unbothered look as Sean’s eyes widened at first before he calmed down. 

“Well you’re not the first person I know who sleeps with their weapons at the ready.” Sean chuckled which earned a glance from the high schooler solider. “I know a lot of my friends in my universe sleep with weapons on them too. Just in case we get an attack or something.” Sousuke seemed weary of his companion as he unlocked the door. 

The next room (the second to last room for the men) over by the stairs stood the pale former number one detective and the former army man stood there. The detective slouched a bit as his eyes analyzed the man in front of him. Rinckles raised his eye brow at the skinny pale white guy before he spoke. “So your name is L; huh?” 

L tilted his head with curiosity as he gave a calm and collected look. “And your name is Rinckles? Curious name, for a mysterious man.” Allies here will be important and Yagami will be doing the same to get the upper hand. I must find trust worthy people; otherwise Light will turn everyone against me. “It’s nice to meet you.” L said opening the door and walking in. 

Rinckles shrugged and walked in following the detective. Not the weirdest white guy, I’ve met. Still there’s one thing I should figure out. Frank knows what happened that night; yet something about him has changed and I can’t trust him. He thought to himself. Below on the first level underneath the L and Rinckles room; Tokiomi Tohsaka stood there with a smug smile. Having a room of his own will probably be well furnished and fit his high social standards. Yet on his placard on his door; below his name is ???. 

It seems I don’t have to share a room for now. Hopefully my roommate won’t be a total slob or anything. The Tohsaka heir thought as walked in. Across prison block from the magus’s room; the silver haired wolf child quietly stood there as the now human, Doll approached without saying a word back. It was a silent agreement between the two since Doll’s reflected the overwhelming stress of earlier.Followed behind them was Rachel Gardener who happend to be behind them.  The room next to them had Crona with the now smaller Ragnarok attached to their back stood at the entryway of the door. 

Pensive as memories of the dark room their mother threw them in flashed in their mind. Their eyes shifted to the placard to see another name besides their own. Who’s Six? Just as they thought the girl in the yellow rain coat walked by and opened the door to their room. There was a blue curtain in the middle of the room divided both areas where the beds were.  

“Well at least it wasn’t the scarred up hag or that wolf looking kid. Who knows if she sheds.” Ragnarok complained before clonking Crona in the back of their head. “Now hurry up inside you idiot; I don’t want to be shocked like that ballsy kid.”

Above them on the second level above them; standing there was the Shadow Weaver and Misty Knight by the front door of their room. Shadow Weaver sighed before opening the door as the scarred  elf spoke to her new roommate. “Are we sure that this isn’t some sort of trick? Or anything like that?”

“It’s safe to enter.” Misty said after a quick look around their shared living space. Lastly diagonal of them on the first level, Julia and Himiko Toga stood there. 

Julia with a nervous smile spoke. “Hey, you must be Himiko; I’m Julia.” The teen held out her hand to shake Himiko’s hand. 

Himiko at first blankly stared at Julia for a moment or two before grabbing her hand with both hands and giving a big smile. “Nice to meet you, Julia-Chan! I hope we can become great friends.”

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Himiko opened the door of their shared room to find that their room looked like a college dorm room, only slightly bigger and with a bathroom. At the corner’s of the room were there comfy beds with neatly folded blankets and bed sheets. On both sides of the room were cabinets; as Julia walked over to open it to find her clothing along with pajamas and undergarments. They were her size as well as she closed the drawer up to glance over at a small study desk near the bathroom. Maybe other rooms have different stuff to match their personality. Julia thought as she looked at the desk and saw the contents. A old picture of her and Andrew on one of their dates; he had taken her to the carnival since it was there that day. It was a blown up picture of them smiling in the Photo Booth as his hand held hers. Next to that photo was a picture that made her heart stir as it was a picture of Ashley, herself, Andrew, and Nina all as kids. Back when things weren’t so horrible; when Ashely was her friend and Nina wasn’t dead. 

She heard a squeal of excitement as she turned to look at what her roommate was doing as Himiko turned around holding a scrap book. “Look Julia-Chan! Pictures of Ochaco-chan, Izuku-kun, and Tsuyu-chan! All of us together! Even pictures of the League when we were all together.” She said with a big smile on her face as she showed her new roommate the scrapbook. Pictures of a group of shifty looking people and the some of the others looked like they have been taken in secret or photoshopped. “That’s me and Ochaco at the mall.” Himiko pointed at a photo of Himiko taking a selfie with Ochaco walking in the background with a smile in her casual clothes. “Here’s Izuku buying ice cream for all of us. Sigh, such a romantic.” The teen gushed on her crush. She casually turns the page as a different photo compared to the others popped up. 

“Himiko, who’s that?” Julia pointed out looking the handsome photo of a man with dirty blond with red wings in a brown jacket giving a supermodel smile. Himiko looked down at the scrapbook as the blood in her veins boiled with anger. She ripped the photo from the scrapbook and began to rip up the photo with hate like a rabid animal.  

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Crona looked on their desk to find a four framed pictures. Their friends, Kid, Black Star, Soul, Liz and Patty, Tsubaki, and-and-. It was such a happy occasion when this photo was taken; of course it was suggested by the teen smiling happily with Crona next to them. Her light taupe hair in pigtails with her green hopeful eyes that brought tears to stream down Crona’s face. Maka. Crona thought with anguish as they held the photo close to their chest in a tight embrace before sitting in the corner on their bed in the fetal position.

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For Tokiomi; it wasn’t a problem that he had a photo of his family. The real problem was Sakura being in the photo; he tried to tear out the part of the picture of his youngest daughter and yet it didn’t even budge. He sighed with defeat as he folded the picture instead. A missing part of the whole picture. 

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Doll sees the family photo of herself in her original form with her parents. It seems the wolf child is also gazing at the photos on their respective desks. The once Worker Drone’s fist tightened white when thinking back on the murder of her parents.

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The photos or scrapbooks on the desks of the prisoners were a reminder of the past; mistakes, losses, love. They all can become twisted and turned into something far worse. For each prisoner; the past will bite back and secrets will be unraveled.

Unlike Wanda; I take pride in making sure I don’t always so random bullshit all the time. I have fought my demons and returned to life to find my world being controlled by a blond doll and it needed a new god. Nine the Phantom stared at an old willow tree with frown. Encased with her eyes closed is my little sister; she needed to be safe and this tree was unbreakable. 

Nine smiled as she turned away from the tree. “Klarion, I think it’s time we send J and Jack to get the Hexcore along with our next prisoner.” She said with a sinister smile.

 

Chapter 7: The Glorious Battle

Summary:

Klarion : Okay let’s give it everything we got Teekl!

Notes:

Ta-da!

Klarion : Alright sheeple, for those who have no idea what Shen Gong Wu are and what they are. Here’s a fucking list. 

Shen Gong Wu

Enjoy. 

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J walked down the hall as the murder drone grumbled about working overtime. The drone felt the impossible urge to murder something as the annoying conversation with the prisoners put her on edge. Brunch, Lupper? Are they serious?! She walked into Jack’s workshop as he was picking some of the Shen Gong Wu and placing some of them in circular devices hanging on the wall near the monitors. “Hey Spicer, get your stuff ready for a mission, otherwise I’ll eat your latest wall snow globes hanging these.”

The evil inventor sighed with annoyance as he finished putting the in what seems to be a pair of black and gold boots. “They aren’t snow globes, J.” He walked over to her with a proud look as he presented his invention. “They are power transmitters. So I don’t have to search for the tons of Shen Gong Wu in battle in my bag of holding. I have some on me thanks to the Changing Chopsticks, I can shrink down and use the important ones I will most likely need. While the power transmitter connects to these cybernetic chips I implanted in my shoes or in these wrist bands.” J rolled her yellow eyes with a deadpanned face.

”So you're basically doing what Monarch did in Miraculous Ladybug?” J said with a smug smile as Jack gave her a fumed look.

“No!” Jack almost yelled as he crossed his arms. “Next time you’re hungry for robot parts, there won’t be any seconds.” He gave a proud grin as J with an annoyed expression changed her hand into a blade. The blade reflected a bit of Jack’s face as he scoffed. “Save that for the mission, let’s go.”

A red portal encompassed them as the workshop was left unoccupied by a single person, with only the Jack Bots cleaning some left over parts lying around. 

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“Just so you know... there is no such thing as the "truth" in this world. Just illusions... I suggest you stop pursuing whatever it is you're after.” - Nine the Phantom

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The City of Zaun : Known as the undercity and where many famous and infamous figures. In the land of Runeterra, it is known for its scuffles with its sister city known as Piltover. 

Outside of a gray large shabby warehouse, Piltover’s enforcers are standing by with officer Vi, Sheriff Cait, and the Man of Tomorrow, Jayce. Unbeknownst to them the man that they are targeting already knows of their arrival as 75 mechanical copper gold and tin silver battle golems stand ready. On a metal platform stood a man who almost with dark chocolate brown hair pulled back to avoid the menacing metal mask that he wears. Dark synthetic skin covered by a his armor and a ragged dark blue cape, he stared at his inventions with pride from his glowing gold eyes. In one hand he holds a staff with a bizarre glowing marble with holes as it rotates there is abnormal colors of pink and green that swirl within. 

He knows that his former partner is here with the enforcers; however, even Viktor knows one step ahead of his former partner. He knows that humanity is a weakness and that they are the fools who clearly have no idea that their humanity will be their downfall. He will save them from themselves, grateful or not. The Glorious Evolution will rise from the slums of Zaun, this he will see come true.

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Klarion: I just sent them on their way and man, I didn’t realize till now that this Viktor guy looks like Doctor Doom.

Konoe Ayatsuki Mercury: *sighs* Doctor Doom’s name is also Victor Von Doom, he and Reed Richards were rivals in science. If the show runners of Arcane would reveal a bit more about Viktor’s last name or something that would tip the scales then maybe the spin offs might still happen. 

Klarion: Yeah, it’s criminal how much their official merch costs. These hoodies are worth $200 and that Jinx skin is $250. That’s some pretty good evil, 7 out of 10.

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The red portal opened silently as the drone and evil inventor arrive without catching the attention of Viktor. The portal vanished as Jack put his finger to his lip letting J know to stay quiet. J rolled her yellow eyes as they saw a little stubby  droid made of scrap metal roll over to the Machine Herald. It beeped twice and produced a mug of a warm beverage for its master as he grabbed the mug. The robot began to move towards the intruders as the murder drone thought quickly and turned her hand into a blade. She sliced the droid diagonally as its parts slid to his the metal platform. Jack slid silently as he grabbed the piece of metal before it hit the ground. 

The barely echo from a screw on the part Jack had caught caused the Machine Herald to turn around as Jack gave a nervous and fearful look. “Well J, looks like the element of surprise is out of the way.” He then focused on the Machine Herald as the former hextech inventor glared down with anger. “Seems like you’re the kind of guy who wouldn’t negotiate after we wreaked your stuff.” 

“No” A modified voice from the mask said. The sound of the golems turning on sounded as the former man stood held out his staff as light blue energy pulsed before it tried to zap the red head inventor. “Kill them.” The four golems flew up and landed behind the invaders and others landed behind Viktor. From the machine inventor’s back behind his cape, a metal claw had revealed itself.  

“Okay, J. You handle the golems, I’ll take on metal head here.” Jack said as J gave a questioning look as he faced the said metal head. “Besides I’ll collect the scrap metal for later in case you wanted to eat.”

The murder drone smiled as she turned her back to view the golems. 

Price of Ambition:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NegBaBCzIvI&list=OLAK5uy_nK1FsyC92UXg6dyVN9_sB0doTlLQFoayQ&index=37

 

Using her metal like wings and retracting her blade hand with one hand to claw like blade hands as she quickly shot over to the first golem. She sliced upwards as the metal tin bag split into three pieces. Jack nearly avoided a light blue energy blast from the staff. She watched the three pieces fall apart, to her surprise the other golem behind that one stretched its arm with a strong chain to grab J and throw her onto the cement floor of the warehouse. 

“Gah! Motherfuc-.” J complained before being circled by twenty golems as they began to punch her with several ruthless blows. 

Jack nearly avoided another blast from Viktor’s staff as he pulls out a gold and red coin from his black coat. “Mantis Flip Coin.” Like a professional acrobat in a series of backflips to avoid the contestant blasts. The machine Herald growled in frustration as he tapped his staff twice as blue arcane ruins appeared in a flash. The red headed inventor found himself in mid flip as he began to float off the ground. He yelped with surprise as he heard the sound of the hexclaw being powered up. With quick thinking, the boy genius tapped his boots together twice as the device inside connected with the orbs in the lab. “Jetbootsu.” To the machine Herald’s dismay, the red haired inventor defied the gravity beam meant to stun the boy as he left the beam by hovering out of it.

Just when Jack thought he was in the clear his invention began to spark a bit. “No, come on, not now.” He landed on the metal platform as he used his helibot pack to narrowly avoid the scolding heat of the hexclaw. “Wait, hold on don’t you have a cool down after you use an ability.” Jack complained with Viktor ignoring it as more shots fired. Dodging each three blasts mid air like a frantic dance, Jack was taken off guard when the laser had managed to hit the one of the propellers on his pack.

He screamed like a girl for a moment as he began to fall. Then with a devious smile, he tapped the boots together once more and called the name of the Wu, he had evoked before. “Your little game of has left you vulnerable, now that I know some of your devices do and the limits it has between dimensions.” Viktor said as two golems tried to attack Jack while in mid air, trying to remove his boots. With that distraction, the former inventor of hextech fired another purple death ray. “You seem to forget that my hexclaw.” It moved upwards to follow Jack as he hovered away in slight panic. “Can move to my will. Cowardly fool.” 

Jack barely felt heat of the ray reach his reach him as he pulled something from his coat and turned around. “Changing Chopsticks! Reversing Mirror!” In quick succession, the rectangular mirror with a yin and yang symbol grew to its normal size from being a necklace. The attack quickly turned its direction back at Viktor as it blasted him, causing the former man to almost lose balance. Besides not being able to feel anger, he felt annoyed at the flea that dared to attack him with his own invention. The yellow glow from the inventor’s mechanical helmet gleamed; but before he could attack the sound of the Enforcers entering with battle cries caught his attention for a moment. 

With the mirror returning to normal once again, Jack decided with a devious smile that it was time provoke his enemy just a tiny bit more. “Is your third arm there to remind you that you failed as a human or is it because it makes you look extra glorious.” If that taunt didn’t piss off Viktor then this one will definitely would. “It’s no wonder you couldn’t save anyone even now, your former partner pities you.” With growl several beams blasted at Jack, the machine herald now growing even more irritated. 

J on the other hand had diced through the golem that brought her down like it was an ingredient in a cooking show, being throughly cut into pieces. With a malicious grin, she began to cut down one by one the metal golems that had punched repeatedly as she turned her left hand into a laser canon and fired horizontally at three more in coming golems. She began to massacre the other three until she was stopped by one of them blasting her back while her back was turned.

A large yellow x appeared on her visor as she slowly turned her head to the golem. In an instant, she flew over quickly  and sliced off the head of the golem. Its body began to spark as black oil gushed out from where its head had been. Vi and Cait had noticed the bizarre drone fighting back against Viktor’s inventions. Cait was reminded instantly of a blue haired criminal who had once gave her chills down her spine. “Enforcers, don’t engage the stranger drone. Focus on the raid now!” She ordered them as she shot one of the golems with her hextech rifle, leaving a light blue trail that faded quickly after the single shot.

However, not all the officers had listened as one with a a hextech gun fired at J’s torso. It missed and shot her right elbow as the arm dropped to the ground with a clatter. “Great, another human with a death wish. At least you didn’t-.” Before she can say anymore another shot managed fly past her head, but this time one of her silver pigtails fell onto the ground. Before the stupid man could blink, J drove her claw hand through his torso, the three blades sticking out from his back dripping with crimson blood. 

“I repeat do not engage.” Cait ordered with disdain as sliced up, leaving the corpse sliced in half.

Vi narrowed her eyes as she searched around the chaos while punching with her hex gauntlets a few incoming golems. She looked back at Cait and yelled out. “Hey Cupcake, where’s Pretty boy?” Cait’s eyes widened as she shot the head of another golem heading to attack Vi. “Thanks.”

“You will not stand in the way of evolution!” A modulated voice shouted at the other intruder. Viktor knew before that enforcers and the intruders had to be nearby for this plan to work now it can. He slammed the end of his staff down as the anomaly in the middle of this staff began twirling quickly with white bolts of energy surging with power. 

“This isn’t good.” Vi said as she gritted her teeth. “Everyone we have to-.” Before she can say another word a white ball of raw Arcane power floated upwards as the wind began to swirl around it with threads of quick bolts struck towards the minds of the enforcers and intruders. The enforcers who were touched by the threads, their eyes began to glow white. Jack had prepared for Viktor’s final move as planed as he pulled out a globe attached to a small black handle with a made of the same material cord wrapped around the globe itself. Cait was also caught in the force as her eyes glowed.

“Shard of Lightning!” He said as in one moment he’s floating in the sky with the thread after him, the next gone. 

Viktor was baffled as he searched for the boy as he heard foot steps outside the chaos storm. He turned to see his former partner there holding his hex hammer begining to charge up. “Viktor, give up it’s over. More Enforcers will be surrounding the building any moment.” Jayce mumbled something else but Viktor couldn’t hear it as his partner blasted at the same time as Viktor fired his hexclaw ray. Both men stood their ground as the shockwave barely deterred. 

“Eye of Dashi!” A blast of energy struck Viktor’s back from behind as Jack appeared holding a rhombus shaped pendent with a ruby in the middle where the energy came from. Sparks flew from Viktor’s mechanical armor as the energy had managed to overload his pain inhibitor chip in his head. The former man screamed in pain that even the voice modifier began to malfunction and reveal his real voice. His metal body fell forward as Jayce watched in complete shock at the intervention. The Chaos storm stopped as the Enforces who were affected slumped unconscious.

The staff holding the anomaly almost fell off the platform, as Jack quickly flew towards to grab it before it can fall. With a smug smile,  Jack touched down on the metal platform as he saw his opponent trying to get on his hands and knees. The red haired genius noticed the hexclaw twirling and began to fire at Jack in one last attempt.Jack grabbed hexclaw at the middle of the invention. “Mikado Arm!” With a mysterious strength, not his own he ripped out the hex claw from its creator’s back.

”AAAHHH.” A blood curtailing scream from the machine echoed through the warehouse. Pain erupted as Viktor’s vision began to blur with tears as he looked at his former partner. Jayce, don’t look at me like that. Viktor thought as he saw Jayce’s concern echoed back to a time when he was human. A time when Viktor found himself in a hospital bed with Jayce sitting by his side with that same look of sorrow and devastation. Jack looked down at the weakest herald as he strolled over.

”Stop!” Jayce yelled as J flew up by Jack’s side. They were ignoring the Man of Progress as if he wasn’t there.

“Wow, Spicer. Mind if I taste it when we get back?” J asked as Jack rolled his eyes.

“I said stop!” Jayce yelled once again as Viktor’s wails of pain began croak and become ragged. The two finally paid attention as Jack crossed his arms.

“Well, looks like he still cares. The inventor of Sextech can’t even realize his partner had been performing experiments on himself. Such a shame that for such a bright mind, that you would rather use that silver tongue.” Jack cackled as Jayce ran with fury at the interlopers to swing his hammer at them. 

“Viktor!” Jayce called out as the red portal encompassed the intruders and Viktor himself. Leaving Jayce alone as his hammer broke through the metal platform. A huge gap of space was left with metal bending downwards on either side. He fell onto his knees with shock and defeat at how they escaped. 

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Back in the workshop, the portal landed next to J and Jack by Jack’s metal, large work table. Then they turned towards the table to see another red portal teleport Viktor’s unmoving body onto the table. Jack threw the hexclaw to J as they hear foot steps from the entrance of the lab.

”Alright! Another successful mission for the J-Team!” Jack said as he raised his hand for a high five. J rolled her yellow eyes with annoyance.

“Don’t ever call our collaboration that name.” J huffed. “If the boss agrees to J- Strike Squad then would actual feel the urge not to stab you.” The sound of high heels echoing as Jack felt a hand tug at the staff as he yelped slightly at the sight of a hand grabbing at the powerful weapon.

”Good work, you two.” Nine said as her voice echoed across the warehouse with a charming smile. “Now then.” The staff appeared where her hand had vanished and reattached itself back to her body. “I suggest you strip him of his metal. Before you proceed with returning the flesh.” She looked at Jack as the Reversing Mirror floated into his hands and grew back to it’s original size. While another Shen Gong Wu from the globe devices floated out of the opening, a gold handheld sealed lotus as it landed in J’s working hand as the other arm that was shot began to regenerate using her oil.

Jack’s eyes went wide as he spoke with slight fear. “Wait, the Kuzusu Atom can destroy any Wu, how do we know the Reversing Mirror will catch the beam in time?” 

“Have faith in J and yourself, I believe you both won’t turn him to dust.” Nine the Phantom said as she vanished with a flip of her cape. Jack and J went to work as Viktor tried to struggle with no luck. Piece by piece, layer by layer, the Machine Herald armor and mechanical plating began to be thrown into a pile as J strapped the hextech arms and legs with leather straps.

“Alright here it goes nothing.” Jack said as went to the other side of the table as J stood at the other. “Jetbootsu!” Jack hovered slightly above the ground looking down at the Machine Herald as he held the mirror in his hands. 

J aimed the destructive Shen Gong Wu at the mirror as she aimed it. “Kuzusu Atom!” The beam raced towards the mirror as Jack tilted it enough to point at the former man’s body just at the nick of time.

”Reversing Mirror.” Jack said seconds before the beam landed on the mirror and instead of going back to J it went to Viktor. 

The blood curdling screams would last hours as the impossible would be achieved and machine would return back man. His organs, limbs, and human heart returned as the metal purple skin peeled away to reveal blooded flesh that resembles a newborn babe with blood on its skin. His life flashed through his eyes so quickly, from the boat he built as a child to meeting Jayce. Every single moment of his life, every mistake and every accomplishments, and his former dream blurring from the tears in his eyes as his vision darkened.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 8: Press Pause for Spicer

Summary:

Jack Spicer has some fun in Piltover and Zaun.

”Shard of Lightning!” Jack said as everything froze still. The golems, the enforcers, J, the chaos storm behind the red headed inventor. Jack looked back to see a bolt frozen a few meters close to his back as he wiped the sweat off his forehead. He hovered back down to the metal platform as he opened his bag of holding to pull out another item from the mysterious bag. He got out a black ring with a golden lining in the core shaped like a dragon and placed it on his finger. “Ring of the Nine Dragons!” He said as he activated the Wu as it shined. His figure wobbled for a moment as two exact copies of the red headed inventor shifted from the left and right. The copies looked at each other and then at the surrounding battle. 

“And I thought our room looked bad.” The Jack on the right commented as he scanned the battle field. 

The main Jack cleared his throat as the copies turned their attention onto the original. “Listen up, you on the right your Jack #2.”

”Yes! In your face!” #2 said mocking the other copy who growled in frustration at the newly named copy.

”You on the left, you are Jack #3.”

”What! Why does he get to be number two!? I should be number two!” Complained 3 as 2 gave a smug raspberry at number 3.

The main Jack rolled his eyes, as he pulled out from his bag several types of Shen Gong Wu. “Number 3, I want you to use the Golden Tiger Claws to get golem parts for J back to my workshop.”

Number 3 deflated as number 2 laughed at number 3. “I thought we were going to do evil first, not janitor duty.” 3 complained.

”You can do evil afterwards in Zaun.” Number 3 brightened up as the main Jack looked to number 2. “#2, you are to go to Piltover and do whatever evil and chaos you want.”

”Yes!” 2 said as he is handed The Shen Gong Wu, Fancy Feet and the Third Arm Sash by the main Jack.

Number 3 looked to the main Jack as he gave the original a confused look before asking. “What are you going to do then?”

The original Jack Spicer gave a devious smile as he rubbed his hands together evilly. “Breaking into Golden boy’s lab and stealing his hex crystals. After that we all meet back here. Okay?”

The copies agreed as the three Jacks separate to do their respective tasks.

———

Klarion: Oh great, isn’t that period of time is supposed to be the amount of time a lighting strikes that the Wu works.

Teekle : Meow (I’m sure somehow you can manipulate the fabric of the story to make it work. Just like Atlantis.)

Klarion: Good times. Yeah, this will be a piece of pie.

Teekle : Meow (Cake)

Klarion: You know what I mean.

——-

Jack #2 strolled through the Bridge of Progress before entering the streets of Piltover. He grinned with mischievous delight  as he looked at all the frozen people in shops and fancy clean streets. He was like a kid in a candy shop, there was so much he can do. I think I’ll start with the Zoo. Bet that Jack # 3 is having a swell time.

————

#3 was using the Golden Tiger claws to transport the last few noticeable scraps that J had sliced through with splatter of human blood. Seeing the drone frozen made #3 wish to pull a trick on her since she was frozen. Nah, not worth it. Let’s cause some trouble in Zaun. “Golden Tiger claws!” He sliced through the air as a dusty purple portal appeared from where he scratched. 

He appeared in a random barren place with a colorful helmet on a stick in the ground next to a spear. “Oh no! Emotional damage from season 2! Golden Tiger claws!” He panicked as he used the claws once more.

—-

The main Jack walked in with pep in his step as he looked at the enforcers standing at the front of the laboratory. The red headed genius walked to the guard to the left and pulled the guards pants down, leaving the guard in his under ware. He moved to the other guard as he pulled out a sharpie. On his tippy toes, he began to draw a  mustache and a  unibrow on the guard. He gave an evil chuckle as he placed the sharpie in front of the other guard. He opened the twin doors leading inside as he walked in the huge laboratory. It had a desk at the corner with mountains of paperwork on one side and nearby was a drafting table with a working idea. Parts and pieces of machines that were in construction was laid about on an orderly set of shelves. He saw the two large chalkboards filled with equations as he continued forward. 

He stopped at the secure sealed door in the very back as he pulled out from his bag another Shen Gong Wu. “Falcon’s eye.” He said as Wu activated as Jack saw through the fake safe door and looked to the other side of the wall to see the real safe, masterfully disguised as a bookshelf. He put the eye back into his bag and pulled out a red gem with yellow spikes pointing out from it. “Ruby of Ramses.” The book shelf began to levitate as he directed the cover to be thrown across the room. The shelf landed with crash a books were sprawled all over the place and the sound of glass breaking caught the inventor’s attention. He walked over and saw an old photo of a younger Jayce and a younger Viktor smiling at the camera as they showed off their invention.

The red head rolled his eyes and went back to work as he stepped inside the vault to look for the box. He placed the ruby back as he took out the Falcon’s eye once more. With a single chant, he saw through the security system that was installed for intruders as he gave a confident smile when he saw the special box that he was looking for. Like taking candy from a baby.

——

Jack #2 had stolen the keys to all the cages of the zoo thanks to the Third Arm Sash as he walked over to the cage where the lions roamed. Unlocking the cage and leaving the door open like all the other dangerous animals in this zoo as he whistled with delight. Next is wreaking all the fancy Piltover theater, followed by messing with the nobles. As he walked away he threw the cage keys onto a patrolling enforcer near the zoo. “Fancy feet.” He said and in a blink of an eye he was gone. 

He stopped by the Kiramman as he pulled out a red spray from his jacket. Time to do what I do best. Be evil. He cackled as he shook up the spray can.

——

Jack #3 stepped back as he finished his graffiti of his own face over a once amazing mural. He had ruined the Firelights hideout with lots of stink bombs. He replaced Jinx’s bomb she had been working on with a paint bomb that was set to blow up in her face, along with the other colorful paint bombs that would have a chain reaction to the first. “Not bad.” He smirked at his creation with pride as he backed away to admire it. What’s next? It took a moment for the boy genius to realizes that he could just wreck Viktor’s lab. “Golden tiger claws!” He scratched the air with the golden clawed Shen Gong Wu as the portal appeared from where he scratched.

Another portal appeared inside the Herald’s lab, as Jack #3 walked in proudly. It looked like a mid-evil science lab with several blueprints huddled in one corner of the lab. A well organized workstation that has all the tools arranged by height and category. Alright time to snoop around. As he began to look around for anything valuable as he approached the pieces of unfinished work. Lame. He threw a replica of life alert without any care. He can’t seriously think this would improve lives?! He held a version of a self heating electric cup before tossing it. 

“It’s like Doctor Doom has an actual heart. Ugh, at least the virgin Herald isn’t a total simp for Sue Richards.” He dug through more of this junk before finding something that actually caught his eye. “Ooo, now this might actually be useful.” He pulled out broken shard of a mysterious shard of a gem. Using the Tiger claws, he transported the shard back to the prison. He proudly walked into the Machine Herald’s bedroom to see a bed and a nightstand with an old photo of Jayce and Viktor. 

Jack #3 rolled his eyes and fake gagged before raising the Tiger claws. He grabbed the photo before he slashed down. The purple portal appeared as the genius walked in.

———-

Christian Linke, has said that their relationship is more like a brotherhood. Linke has also said that Viktor is asexual. 

Klarion gives a board look at the statement. “Really? Have you not seen the number of JayVik fanfics, artwork that’s probably sent into Riot by completely sane fans everyday. Well they are just partners, platonic friends forever. Still I’ll rewrite the rules a bit.”

———

The main Jack flew back to the warehouse where he stood on the same metal platform behind Viktor. Followed by #3 through the purple portal next to the main genius as #2 zoomed through. The original nodded with a devious smile as he spoke to his copies. “Gentlemen, good work today. I would like to say thank you to the two of you for being perfect evil copies of yours truly.” 

#3’s lip quivered as he looked moved by the main Jack’s complement as #2 rolled his eyes. “Ring of the Nine Dragons!” The main Jack Spicer said as the copies were absorbed back into him. The redheaded genius then pulled out the Eye of Dashi with an evil grin along with a gray cloak as he touched the Shard of Lightning in his bag. “Shard of Lightning! Shroud of Shadows!” 

Time moved once again and the rivals were completely oblivious of the chaos that had happened in those span of a second.

 

 

Chapter 9: Battle Scale

Summary:

What happened while the prisoners were given the tour.

“Once upon a time, there was a girl who wanted to shape reality and the entire universe without restraint. But her mother disapproved of the chaos she caused because it wasn’t what her mother witch wanted. She saw her daughter as a disappointment and needed to exterminated despite their blood relations. Although the Scarlet Witch had been successful with the demise of her own child, small influences that the child had left behind was still in the world her mother recreated.” A young lady with auburn hair told to the still imprisoned dangerous inmates sealed behind unbreakable glass. The teen in a Japanese school uniform wiped the blood off her fist as the once broken skin begins to heal.

“The girl’s entire being had been erased from the existence of her mother’s universe or any. At least that’s what the goddess had thought.” Ajimu Najimi spoke as she ignored the voices of the others to release them. “She-.”

“Let us out before that guard returns!” A teen with green eyes and light taupe hair in ponytails yelled at the young woman strolling past her as if she didn’t exist.

Ajimu continued her story with a sadistic smile. “The daughter had reached out at the last second and split herself into fragments across different universes. She wished to live when the world wanted her dead, and yet those who answered her plea had managed to save her.”

“The Scarlet Ruler has no remorse, not for her own kind, not for family.” As a short raven haired  young man with a light blue scarf walked towards the high schooler. His bright blue eyes menacing aura as he drew out his a bare blade with hilt bandaged. The katana shifted and changed into two as the blue eyed young man teleported behind the young woman. He swiped one of the katana’s aimed for her head, but the young woman vanished in a mist of illusion. He took a deep breath as with the other katana shifted it so it can strike the attack her. The young woman simply dodged as he turned to kick her in the face to wipe the smug smile off her face. “Yet you had answered her call and hunted the other fragments down. To make the both of you stronger.”

She was pushed back as she turned her flesh of her arms into metal as the katanas sparked from the clash. “Didn’t your father tell you not to kick a woman in the face?” Ajimu taunted as she giggled at Yato gritting his teeth in frustration. “Yes, we have become one. We will not stand in the way of that boring woman’s conquest of insanity.” She spotted the camera watching them as she gave a wink at it. “Although I did allow a snake to sneak inside, just to make sure mother can’t kill him I bestowed onto him nearly all of my 12,858,051,967,633,862 skills including copies of ones I have and had him eat Rule Breaker. He won’t be written out of the story.” 

“Only leaving you in this weakened state.” Yato said grinned as he managed to slice into the metal skin as blood gushed from her arms. “Someone should put you in your place, spoiled brat.” He swiftly sliced her left arm off as the others watch with shock at blood sprayed across one of the translucent cages with the pigtailed teenager. Ajimu began to scream bloody murder as she began to wail from her missing arm. Yato couldn’t care less as he waited for a minute or two. “Cut the bullshit.”

Ajimu crying shifted to a delirious laugh as she walked over to her severed arm and picked it up as she reattached it with ease. “You have no chance to save-.”

“I challenge you to a brawl.” Yato shifted his katana back to one as from his pocket he pulled out a Nintendo Switch. “Stock 3. No items. Final Destination.” 

Amused, Ajimu stretched her reattached arm and said to the raven haired swordsman. “May the best win.” As they are transported into a starry room with two lounge chairs and a flat screen TV. Yato attaches the Switch as the screen of the Tv turns on. He throws her a red controller as he grabs the blue. 

Super Smash Bros Ultimate (Plus DLC).

Yato :Fox 

Ajimu: Meta Knight

FIGHT!

Meta Knight goes in for the drill strike as Fox is able to quickly avoid the attack until it shifted back only cause some damage. Yato seemed unworried as he used Fox illusion to change the tables before beginning to constantly get shots with his blaster to deal smaller amounts of damage.  

Meta Knight uses his dimensional cape to vanish and reappear behind Fox to attack with sword slashes before landing a Mach Tornado which caused Fox fly off the platform. Before using fire fox, he waited for his opponent to drill attack upwards, predicting the attack and switching to Fox illusion.

————

Finally when both were down to their last life, as Meta Knight attacks with a constant Mach Tornado to deal constant damage until Fox almost flew off the screen. Ajimu grinned smugly as victory was in site, that was until Yato grinned with glee. Fox with renewed speed dodged the sudden drill attack then his blaster to take a few shots before using Fox illusion with quick succession of kicks before launching Meta Knight mid air. 

With fiery flames around the spaceship pilot as he used Fire Fox to deal to final blow before Ajimu could react in time. Blasting the knight in the air as Kirby knight’s screams were heard in the distance as he got smaller and smaller in the background with a twinkle from where he disappeared.

Before she could blink all the damage her character had taken in the game had been reflected onto her all at once. She heard the sound of the announcer declaring Fox the winner as Yato pulled her off the comforter chair and transported them back to the prison.   

Chapter 10: What Most Dreams do The Sinned Conceive.

Summary:

A look into some of the Prisoners dreams.

Hien gritted his teeth as he waited for his party to tire the large purple boar with large tusks. He steadied himself as he waited for the right moment to fire a crossbow bolt. He jumped upwards as he spotted his target. There! He thought as he fired his crossbow bolt into the hind stubby leg of the boar, making the beast lose balance as the samurai Elf known as Yoshinaka slashes downwards to cut into the boar’s face. Slashing to blind the beast as green blood spilled from the giant monster. The beast cries of agony were cut short as another bolt lodged into its throat. It struggled to endure the ongoing attacks of the party, but eventually it fell onto the ground lifeless. “Alright, should we head further inside the cave?” Hien asked as he turned to his party with a smug smirk on his face.

A lime green forest elf gave a stern and serious look as she approached with authority. “Hien, we can’t go any farther. We still need to divide the loot and heal up.” 

“Oh relax, don’t be such a killjoy, Marielle.” Hien said as the other members gasped at what he said as he smirked. Her face turned furious as she swung her clinical staff at Hien and missed. She began swinging as he dodged each and every attempted blow. 

“This is quest!” Marielle yelled as she continued to swinging at him. “We have thirty more of these boars left! This isn’t time to detour mid quest line!” Hien laughed at her attempts as the party sighs at the normalcy of the situation.

————

 Sagara Sanosuke found himself in his classroom as he heard a familiar female voice call out to him. “Hey Sagara! A long blue haired high schooler in her uniform said as she walked over to him. Kaname Chidori and Teletha Testarossa walking next to each other. 

“Good morning to you both.” Sagara said as he scooted out of their way in front of the doorway. 

“Are you serious Sagara!” Kaname steamed with annoyance as she gripped her hands into tight fists. “Why’d you block the door?” She swung her school bag at his face as he dodged with ease.

“Good morning Sagara-san.” Tessa said as she bowed to her fellow classmate. “Where is everyone?” She looked around at the empty desks with concern.

“No idea,” Sagara said noting the absence of teacher as well. “It seems we are the only three here. Did you both see any-.”

“Maybe they all left because of this email?” Kaname said as she showed them her phone with a strange email.

 

The Cake Is A Lie. The greed of humans can amount to the wars caused by such dictators. The sound of the angles trumpets sounds the end of what is to be the end of mankind. The Scarlet Witch offers sanctuary in return for sanity and free will. The gods of many religions are simply puppets, there is no escape from the endless madness of order and chaos.

 

Also school is canceled today.

 

“What does it mean?” Teletha asked as she looked to Sagara as he stared at it intently.

“I don’t know. It seems like it was dated for today about an hour or two ago.” Sagara said as he tried to piece the puzzle together. 

“Wait I forgot that there there was more.”  Kaname said as she scrolled down a little bit on the phone.

By the way Art isn’t dead, he’s just behind one of you. ;)

“Who’s Ar-.” Teletha was about to ask when a chainsaw stabbed through stomach. Her white uniform shirt bleed crimson as Sagara and Kaname turn to see a strange clown holding a chainsaw with a sinister smile. He had white face paint with black painted lips, he wore a black and white clown costume as he nodded his head before turning chain saw on and move upwards to saw the teen in half. Sagara tried to move, but it was all in vain as the blood of his friend  was too much. He only saw her horrified look and screams as he tried to attack the clown, only using the teenage girl as a meat shield. 

“You bastard!” Kaname attacked the clown with her , only for the man to disappear from where she tried to strike. Before she could do anything, she looked down to see herself in front of the body of her friend with the murder weapon in her hands. She screamed with shock as she dropped the device onto the school floor that was stained red with blood.

“Kaname, we need to leave!” Sagara ordered as he focused on the blue haired teen in shock. She froze like a deer in headlights, fear consumed every inch as she looked at the blood her hands. “Kaname!” He tried to shake her from her shock as she muttered something from under her breath. 

Sagara took a deep breath as raised his hands to her bloody ones. “Kaname, you are stronger than this. If we want to make it out alive, we need to get the hell out of here.” She locked her frightened eyes with his, he could see her body trembled. 

“Sargara. If anything happens to me. I want you to know that I-.” Her voice sounding distant as the classroom stretched between them making him let go. He ran towards her as she got farther and farther away. 

The last thing he saw was Kaname’s neck being slit by the same killer clown.

——

Nine smiled at her demonic friend in his new form as he waved to her with a comedic yet unnerving smile. “Art, you have truly out performed well.”

The clown honked a bicycle horn in response and bowed at his audience.

“I’ll see you at next month’s poker game, my friend.” Nine said as she waved to Art when Klarion’s portal enveloped the clown.

——

Rachel was unusually calm at this moment. Her parents were alive at the dinner table having roast chicken. But deep down, she still remembers everything that happened with her parents. Zack was nowhere to be found in the dining room as she looked back at the chicken thigh on her dinner plate. 

She thought she spotted something poking out of the meal when her thoughts were interrupted. “Rachel, aren’t you going to eat your dinner?” Her father asked with forced smile on his face as he looked to his daughter. The same father who would beat her mother, the same father who thought of as a freak. She looked to her mother and saw that she also had a forced smile on her face as well as a black eye. 

“Even in a dream or nightmare, you both still-.” Rachel calmly noted before her father struck his fist on the table. 

“You have no right to talk back at us!” Her father ordered as he stood up from his spot at the dinner table and marched towards Rachel. He back hands her as she noticed that he still wore the same forced smile. “Not with a child who spends her time with a serial killer.” Pain blossomed from where he struck her as she looks to see her mother shaking fearfully. 

“You should respect your father, Rachel. Look at the meal he’s provided us.” Her mother mumbled as Rachel looked down at her meal to find that the chicken thigh had changed to a charred human arm. The arm twitched before lunging towards the small girl’s neck and tightly gripped it. Her mother began to giggle hesitantly as her father chuckled at the pained expression the girl had. A moment passed and the tight gripped loosened as the girl’s eyes widened to see a the same puppy, now roasted on her neck.

——

Misty Knight had no problem dealing with vampires, monsters, and demons. But now things have changed completely, the world has erupted to chaos. She can only watch as old friends like Luke Cage and Daredevil are arrested, while no one bats an eye. The Scarlet Witch had caused the ruin of the this world, what was it for? To boost the all powerful ego that she claims to have? To watch people suffer for her own sick and twisted ideals. To rob the free will that once was present to have more universes corrupted?

”Shit.” She huffed as she ran through the streets of London. She had to make it to Captain Britain and Excalibur, they were the only ones who could possibly handle this. Her face twisted with pain at the bullet lodged in her left rib. One of the anti superhero numbskull recognized her and shot her in the street. Now she was on the run from an angry mob, with the city burning and London bridge falling down. 

She can hear them behind her as she pulled herself away and ran into a nearby alleyway while the mob is searching. She began to navigate through the alley like a maze from one corner to the next, with every single dead end containing a body of a former hero. Former friends, butchered, beaten, anything to erase the resistance. Anything to drive her cold heart to agony and sorrow. In one alley, she spotted the dead villain known as Enchantress, despite being from DC comics. Her head was on a pike with writing with blood on the dark brick wall. 

You can’t escape!

That’s when Misty noticed the head on the pike was looking right at her. Their eyes lock as Misty pulled out her crossbow. “Damn,” Misty spoke as she gritted her teeth with frustration and pointed the crossbow at the head of the dead villain. “I won’t break easily. Not to you, and not to the Scarlet Bitch.” She pulled the trigger as the bolt flew straight into the brain of the dead villain. 

————

Light looked down at the L as the renowned detective was dying in his arms. Is this truly the end? L thought as he noticed Light’s features shift to that malicious smile plastered on his rival’s face. How many times have I repeated this moment over and over again. L couldn’t move his body, say a single word, it was always tied to the moment he died. The day Kira had won and L had lost, the bells echoed in his mind as he took his final breath before letting his eyes close to embrace death.

“Hey there, Lawli,” Spoke a hauntingly familiar voice as L felt a harsh tug on his messy hair. He forcefully opened his eyes to see himself or rather the imitation of himself played by his former student. His red eyes stared back at L with an unbridled joy with a cheshire smile that caused the detective to shutter. 

“Hello B,” L said calmly at his former student who frowned expected dance routine. “I suspect that reliving my death over and over again isn’t enough for the warden?”

“Ding ding ding.” The serial killer said as he let go of L’s hair and backed away. “Lawli, only thinks of Light Yagami and the day he died so tragically.” The killer said with a dramatic flair as he continued to talk. “He’s probably dreaming of how his world crumbled apart despite making a perfect world that worshipped Kira.” The killer stepped forward as he reached towards L. In swift movements, L had tried to attack Beyond Birthday. Only to find himself pinned to a gray wall of the police headquarters room that he died. “I always thought of you Lawli, unlike him. Even with my last dying breath, I only thought of you.”

”Get to the point, Backup.” L snapped as B giggled at the detective for losing his temper. “You died because you are a criminal and murdered people.”

B gave L a sadistic smile as spoke. “Sure I killed people, but you did too.” L’s eyes went wide as Beyond continued. “You killed Watari, poor old Whammy. He would never been targeted if you didn’t take this case.”

“He knew the consequences in assisting my investigations.” L replied as Beyond gave an eye roll at his defense. 

“Matt, Mello, and Near. You trained them to become you, just like how you trained me and A.” Beyond calmly stated as he noticed L glancing away. “Aww, do you really think that you were helping them? That they wouldn’t be targeted so quickly after Yagami found out who they really are?” Then B smiled sinisterly as he continued to taunt the detective. “Or is this about how you caused A to kill himself?” 

“I had nothing-.” L tried to defend himself.

”You had everything to do with it!” Beyond shouted. “You have blood on your hands, L! Quit trying to pretend that you don’t!” 

That’s when L found himself dying in Light’s arms once more, only this time he thought of Beyond’s words.

——-

Doll found herself back in her normal drone body as she woke up from her sleep. She didn’t recognize the room, however; she recognized a familiar voice. “Doll, we’ve got school soon. Wake up!” Doll rose from her bed startled to find Uzi there. “Come on sis, or dad is going to give us another lecture about doors again.” She stood up and as soon as her feet touched the ground, the scene shifted into a familiar cathedral like setting. She was struggling to breathe as her oil blood poured from where she had been injured. 

She can see the Murder Drone known as N and Uzi watching her struggle before she felt her body hit the stone ground. She couldn’t stop it, she had failed to avenge her parents, to stop-. She felt something rip her core out of her body before darkness swarmed her vision.

——-

Tomoe watched as the kingdom burned all around her. Her friends dead lying in there in a puddle of their own blood. The enemy commander wanted her alive as a slave, but she resisted the arrogant commander’s attempts to enslave her with a brand. It took a five soldiers to hold her down, and as punishment, her arm was cut off. 

Revenge, a darkness that bloomed that no water can soothe as she screamed out for something or anything to help her get revenge for her found family. 

———

“Oh,” Adam Taurus said right after he was stabbed by Blake and Yang as he backed away. 

They didn’t even watch him fall into the icy cold river to his death. They just embraced each other, as if he was the villain in their story. 

He sank deeper as his mind thought back to when he had been branded the humans. He wasn’t the bad guy, he fought for the Faunus. He made sure the humans would never look down on him ever again.

——-

Frank found himself in a great deal of power as a vampire as he held his wine glass filled with blood. Of course, he couldn’t have found himself with this power if not for the job he had took. Of course he had to kill some loose ends, otherwise he would find his old life biting back at him.

”Sir,” One of his vampire grunts addressed him from fancy office on the tall building he owned.

”What is it.” He replied not even looking back at the grunt as he tasted the blood from his glass. 

“There’s been reports of werewolves attacking our produce shipments. Most recently, they managed to kill three of our men.” The grunt spoke as Frank turned around to look at the grunt. 

“I see, then we must change our tactics while keeping the those filthy dogs unaware of our next move.” Frank replied coldly as he walked over to the grunt. “If there anything else we should concern ourselves with?”

The grunt fumbled as he spoke. “Yes, there is a human that’s killing vam-.” 

“That’s a good joke, I highly doubt one human is able to do something as impossible as that. Besides it’s just a fly on the wall. Just hire someone to kill the human, before we lose our profits.” Frank commented as he stared at the city from his seat of power. 

———

Shadow Weaver has had enough of this shit as she drinks her wine in her so called prison once more because she simply made an off handed comment on Catra’s choice to have the wedding at Brightmoon Castle. Just because she raised them, doesn’t mean that they put her in timeout whenever she says something.

Not to mention the queen of Brightmoon’s dress. In which the queen had swore at her made sure she would stay in this pillow prison for the rest of the wedding.

Better here than with-. That’s when she found herself once more where she had done the spell of obtainment, once more a naive mage who couldn’t control the spell she hoped to perform. There was nothing she could do, nothing to change the one moment that she fucked up. 

———

“I’m pregnant, Yamcha.” Bulma said as she walks away from the former Z-fighter. 

“Wait, didn’t we do this already?” Yamcha said giving his former girlfriend a confused look as she rolled her eyes with annoyance.

“Yeah, when I had Trunks and Bula. Dumbass.” 

“Wait, why the hell are you telling me?” Yamcha asked as Bulma gave an annoyed expression. 

“Because Vegta told me to tell you.”

“That dick! If he wasn’t training with the god of destruction, I would show him.”

That comment got Bulma to actually laugh as he realized what he said. “WOW Yamcha, I’m sure you can barely lift a finger before you get buried again.” 

Why am I even talking to her again? Yamcha thought before a saibaman ran up and exploded on him. 

———

Dylan watched with bated breath in the bunker he was ordered to stay in by his dad and shield. His dad told him  (Eddie Brock) that he needed wait until Satan is defeated as he held the walkie talkie in his hands. Christmas Eve had been known as a holiday of miracles. Right now, Dylan was hoping for a miracle as he wished with all his might. He then heard static from the walkie talkie as his father’s voice spoke through. “Dylan, son. I have a present for you upstairs. I’m sorry I can’t make it son.”

“But dad, you said that I should stay in the-.” Dylan had started to say before he felt his body move on its own to exit the bunker. His voice died on his lips as he opened the bunker and tried to resist this invisible force puppeteering him. Even his own thoughts weren’t his own as he neared the Christmas tree with a single wrapped box. A tear rolled down his left eye as he knelt down to open the present. Dad. He thought of father while unwrapping it. That’s when he felt his body burn before he can even see the present.

——-

The Velma series is now canceled. Velma from that series walking to the Max studios to complain.

“Hey assholes, why the hell is my show cancelled.” Velma called.

”Beacuse of the low ratings. Also that Scrappy Doo monstrosity.” The directors of Max said as they say from their board of directors room. 

——

Moira is floating in her consciousness as she relives one of her past lives. The one where she had become a follower of Apocalypse. His rule had caused a divide between mutants, but it also brought an age where humans didn’t try to kill them. Yet as she sits beside him on her throne, she still knows that even now that the humans will return to oppress them.

There was no escaping the cycle, it would repeat and no matter how many lives in this universe. Betraying mutant kind, working with them, becoming a god to them. No matter what the circumstances, humans or AI will rise to oppress them for being different. 

“Well at least in the Mojoverse, I can connect with someone with a sane mind.” A familiar voice said as he hung upside down. His raven hair pointed upwards as he wore orange sweatpants with no shirt.

“David! What the hell are-.” Moira yelled at the smug man floating above her. 

“I don’t have much time. But I will say this. That out of everyone in this universe, you should be lucky to still have your mind intact.” David said before fading away.

”Wait, what the hell do you mean, David!” She called out to him as she was left once more in the company of old memories.