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The town’s library, after the last attack, wasn’t exactly in the worst shape it could have possibly been. And yet with a large, gaping wall at the front and a clear mess that one could see if they went inside would inspire a feeling of dread over its structure. Not helping were the yellow tapes with the words “WARNING KEEP OUT” that wrapped around the building itself, keeping any kid who might have thought about returning their late book.
From behind the building, Tom carefully peered, finding no one who could’ve accidentally come over to him. He was holding a grey cocoon, one sized to his palm. Placing it on the floor, he slowly raised the dagger in his other hand and brought it down swiftly against the hard shell of the object. It pierced through without a problem, and the cocoon turned into a mixture of ash and fluttering lights.
“So that’s it then…” Tom exhales and wiped his forehead, feeling relief. The cocoon was at first at the basement of the building, tucked far and away from anyone who could accidentally find it. Tom had to struggle a bit while searching, but thankfully found it without a problem. Or at least, he should’ve felt thankful.
<You wonder why, don’t you?>
Tom bopped his head side to side. Of course he wondered, but he barely could think of why. Nothing bad happened, so maybe they were just lucky? That could’ve been the case.
He peeked out of the corner one more time, finding no one within visible vicinity who could notice him. He readily headed out and away from the building, when he noticed a small group of people standing near the library’s front. Tom halted a bit, but realized that they wouldn’t see him. Looking at them, he could make out four figures: Mayor LionHeart, a construction horse, and that weird parrot-lady holding a recorder with a cameraman behind her. In spite of his usually cautious sense, he felt drawn towards them, and as he got closer to the library again, he could hear them bickering pretty loudly
“The freedom of the press requires to know more-“ The news lady said before getting interrupted by the Mayor’s lashing out.
“The freedom of the press requires to learn to mind its own business!”
“So do you or do you not mean to replace the library with an amusement park-“
“If you don’t get out of here, I WILL CALL THE COPS!” He declared at the top of his whiny voice.
Tom couldn’t help but cringe from the ugliness of this situation.
“I think they are really going at it,” he commented aloud. He rarely liked trouble, and seeing this much yelling was really getting to him.
<You wish to leave?> Kage asked him.
Tom sighed.
“I dunno.” Something kept drawing him in, for some reason, amidst all yelling and fighting.
<You inquire a word with him?>
Tom thought about: Does he really want to talk with him? That guy is virtually unapproachable, and there is no reason for him to think he could tell him something that the latter would listen to.
“Not really,” he said finally, though still unsure.
Kage said nothing to pondering boy, and they went unseen back to their friends.
…
“How the hell did you manage to do that?” Clavat said, gazing at the passive Torque like a kid would at moving, miniature car. There was a hint of feeling of amazement behind his words.
It was then that Chester realized he was dealing with a general. “Uh oh…” he muttered.
“Chester, Flora!” Azure yelled, pointing to the pinned rose-haired warrior.
“Hey, get off of her!”
“Make me, pipsquek!” Clavat taunted, bringing the rifle right above Flora’s head.
“Hiyah!” Chester yelled. He whipped the book forward with the stick, making the monster abruptly fly forward. With immense speed, it was about to flatten both the general and Flora.
“Oh crud…” Clavat nearly got flattened at the last second as he propelled himself sideways, away from the monster. Flora, thankfully, was barely grazed by it, and instead, rolled to safety, away from danger.
Chester himself nearly fell over. He heard some groaning, one which came across as if the monster got confused, as the book disappeared from its sight. When he finally pulled himself back, he saw that they were heading straight at school. He shot his hands around until he found branch with the book next to him and put it out again to bait the monster. As he dangled it, the monster sped up again, but as Chester moved it to the side, the more monster turned.
Making a good wide angle, Chester was able to get the Torque to face backwards and charge towards the swamp hideout. Getting hang of the unruly “steed”, he saw the general, who was standing in their way, perfectly still. He looked calm, staring at the monster coming to him with a bored expression. Chester had no idea why, and based on instinct, decided t keep full-speed ahead, letting the monster try to run over the guy.
“I am REALLY getting tired of this, man!!!” Clavat exclaimed half-heartedly.
He put his hand out, waiting for the monster to get into full contact. When they finally collided, the gigantic Torque that weighted a ton was picked up from the ground like he was an empty cardboard box. Chester lost footing and fell off the monster and onto the wet, cold grass. He heard then the trees and the bushes breaking as the monster’s roar became distant. When he finally came to, he saw the general standing right above him.
“I swear…” he stared right into his eyes, “why do small mortals like you could be so…so bold!? Don’t you really like being in danger? Is it really worth it? Why not just forget this whole thing happened and get lost? Nobody would care if you did, cause like, no one knows!”
Chester wasn’t sure how to answer that question. For some reason, that general came across very genuine to him. But what he did know…was that his chance was right there!!!
“Hah!” Chester leapt to the general’s side.
“Easy there, snot!” Clavat pulled the rifle away, seeing exactly what the boy was doing.
Except he felt sharp pain in his hand. He didn’t pay attention, but a bright, pink arrow had pierced into his wrist.
“Aurgh!” He dropped the weapon, wincing in pain. Chester successfully grabbed it and scurried away on his feet. Clavat nearly was able to kick him from behind, but got interrupted by a slew of arrows appearing from everywhere. This left him with the only option available being to dodge away.
Finally the two were separated and at a distance. The evil general rubbed his wrist and scowled at the swamp, seeing that it hid his enemy now.
“How do you like that!” Chester exclaimed, triumphantly holding the rifle. Azure, unseen to Clavat, was now behind the boy, checking to see if he was alright. (“I am at a loss for words,” he said to him once.)
Clavat, soaking in the situation, just gave a loud sigh.
“You mortals really are something!” He admitted to them, almost laughing in a way. He had been surrounded from everywhere, and in terms of advantage, was at a low point. Clavat wondered a bit, what to do then. These mortals finally found a way to turn it around, and once he returns, he’d definitely get an earful.
But he wasn’t going to do that. This time, he wasn’t going to screw up.
Letting go of his hand, the wound on it had already healed. He then brought out a book in front of him. Chester recognized the cover and the shoe-lace that tied it. He must had grabbed it after flipping over the monster.
“Let’s read what it says here…” He opened the book up. Azure asked Chester what was happening, but the latter just stared. “ How about this one: ’It’s been a while since I saw grandpa. I know he is in good hands, but they are so understaffed and poor, and I can’t help but feel bad for him. He didn’t even remember my name, or even my mom’s name, HIS OWN DAUGHTER! But is it really bad that I want to have him come live with me? Mom and Dad gave up on him, but I want to help him. He got no one looking out for him.’ Heh, well isn’t that just sappy!”
He put the book out front. A thought came to Chester’s mind that scared him.
“Drop it!” He yelled.
The general chuckled arrogantly.
Azure’s face changed as the revelation appeared to him. “Don’t tell me it is…”
“Hey, you guys wanna know what happens when you rip a page up?” He pulled the book by one of its pages for all to see, and then swiftly ripped it. Red liquid dripped from the side of the paper.
“STOP!” Chester shouted.
“Try and shoot me,” the general suddenly said, looking at the forest, “and the book will be torn to shreds before your very eyes. So…how about we trade?” He squeezed the book’s two halves and held it in ready position. “Give me that rifle back, and I spare the book, eh?”
Chester’s mind was locked on the book. Flora couldn’t do anything, and if he were to transform, who knows how this guy would react. He needed to save him, now.
<If he were to get the weapon back,> Azure spoke, <we would simply grant him a means to end us in this very fight. He is far faster and stronger. He is also a man who will just as likely break his word if he were to find it advantageous to do so. If we were to choose to save his life...>
“So what do you want me to do!” Chester shouted in response. He felt weak and shaking, something just kept pulling him back. He needed to act, he shouldn’t just leave that guy to die, shouldn’t he? Nothing wrong will happen, right? He wasn’t acting on instinct and dooming them without listening to Azure first…right?
“What’s taking so long pipsqueak?” The general shouted to him from distance.
Azure was silent. Even if he did say something, Chester didn’t care anymore. He needed to help him, he needed to save the guy. Who cares about some dumb weapon, they can still beat him!
He put the rifle forward.
“Chester…”
Azure spoke slowly, almost holding himself back. There was something in him, saying that he should be thinking on it a few more times.
Chester waited, but his mind was set. Even if he was likely to stay the same, he would rather not become someone who would sacrifice a life in front of him just to save few others. It just wasn’t for him.
Then Azure finally spoke.
“We would fail as protectors here…If we fail to save a life!”
Chester felt a strange sensation. Like a knot in his chest just released him, and his head felt clearer, and he could stand up straighter. His hands were sweating, holding the cold metal for so long, and yet, it weigh far less than it did before.
He then started walking up to the general.
“Heh, would you look at that,” Clavat chuckled, “So you came around to it, huh?”
Chester pushed the weapon out in front of him, in reach for the general.
“Honestly, it really is unfair. You have no way of getting out of this, and I’m just as likely to rip it anyway,” He stated suddenly, and raised the book above his head. “But you know what, you guys deserve a chance.”
He tossed the book up into the air.
“CHESTER!” They all heard Flora shout.
Chester lost focus of the gun and went right after the book. Instead, the gun was taken from his grasp and in quick succession, he saw the world literally flip upside down. He was now hanging on his foot, and he heard the monster groan once again, somewhere where the book had landed.
“Too bad you can’t take it!” The grip on his leg was tight. And the rifle had already locked straight at him. He really had no way out of here. “Looks like I won, this time.”
Then a bolt of emerald lighting flew right between them.
“WHAT THE FFFF-!” The general screamed like no other. Chester fell to the ground and made his way back to Azure. When he looked over to the general, the latter was clutching to his stomach in pain.
“Not this time, villain!”
Chester saw Barbie, emerging completely out of nowhere, entering the scene looking as ever prideful.
“You may be fast, but lightning is still faster!”
…
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…
The town’s library, after the last attack, wasn’t exactly in the worst shape it could have possibly been. And yet with a large, gaping wall at the front and a clear mess that one could see if they went inside would inspire a feeling of dread over its structure. Not helping were the yellow tapes with the words “WARNING KEEP OUT” that wrapped around the building itself, keeping any kid who might have thought about returning their late book.
From behind the building, Tom carefully peered, finding no one who could’ve accidentally come over to him. He was holding a grey cocoon, one sized to his palm. Placing it on the floor, he slowly raised the dagger in his other hand and brought it down swiftly against the hard shell of the object. It pierced through without a problem, and the cocoon turned into a mixture of ash and fluttering lights.
“So that’s it then…” Tom exhales and wiped his forehead, feeling relief. The cocoon was at first at the basement of the building, tucked far and away from anyone who could accidentally find it. Tom had to struggle a bit while searching, but thankfully found it without a problem. Or at least, he should’ve felt thankful.
<You wonder why, don’t you?>
Tom bopped his head side to side. Of course he wondered, but he barely could think of why. Nothing bad happened, so maybe they were just lucky? That could’ve been the case.
He peeked out of the corner one more time, finding no one within visible vicinity who could notice him. He readily headed out and away from the building, when he noticed a small group of people standing near the library’s front. Tom halted a bit, but realized that they wouldn’t see him. Looking at them, he could make out four figures: Mayor LionHeart, a construction horse, and that weird parrot-lady holding a recorder with a cameraman behind her. In spite of his usually cautious sense, he felt drawn towards them, and as he got closer to the library again, he could hear them bickering pretty loudly
“The freedom of the press requires to know more-“ The news lady said before getting interrupted by the Mayor’s lashing out.
“The freedom of the press requires to learn to mind its own business!”
“So do you or do you not mean to replace the library with an amusement park-“
“If you don’t get out of here, I WILL CALL THE COPS!” He declared at the top of his whiny voice.
Tom couldn’t help but cringe from the ugliness of this situation.
“I think they are really going at it,” he commented aloud. He rarely liked trouble, and seeing this much yelling was really getting to him.
<You wish to leave?> Kage asked him.
Tom sighed.
“I dunno.” Something kept drawing him in, for some reason, amidst all yelling and fighting.
<You inquire a word with him?>
Tom thought about: Does he really want to talk with him? That guy is virtually unapproachable, and there is no reason for him to think he could tell him something that the latter would listen to.
“Not really,” he said finally, though still unsure.
Kage said nothing to pondering boy, and they went unseen back to their friends.
…
“How the hell did you manage to do that?” Clavat said, gazing at the passive Torque like a kid would at moving, miniature car. There was a hint of feeling of amazement behind his words.
It was then that Chester realized he was dealing with a general. “Uh oh…” he muttered.
“Chester, Flora!” Azure yelled, pointing to the pinned rose-haired warrior.
“Hey, get off of her!”
“Make me, pipsquek!” Clavat taunted, bringing the rifle right above Flora’s head.
“Hiyah!” Chester yelled. He whipped the book forward with the stick, making the monster abruptly fly forward. With immense speed, it was about to flatten both the general and Flora.
“Oh crud…” Clavat nearly got flattened at the last second as he propelled himself sideways, away from the monster. Flora, thankfully, was barely grazed by it, and instead, rolled to safety, away from danger.
Chester himself nearly fell over. He heard some groaning, one which came across as if the monster got confused, as the book disappeared from its sight. When he finally pulled himself back, he saw that they were heading straight at school. He shot his hands around until he found branch with the book next to him and put it out again to bait the monster. As he dangled it, the monster sped up again, but as Chester moved it to the side, the more monster turned.
Making a good wide angle, Chester was able to get the Torque to face backwards and charge towards the swamp hideout. Getting hang of the unruly “steed”, he saw the general, who was standing in their way, perfectly still. He looked calm, staring at the monster coming to him with a bored expression. Chester had no idea why, and based on instinct, decided t keep full-speed ahead, letting the monster try to run over the guy.
“I am REALLY getting tired of this, man!!!” Clavat exclaimed half-heartedly.
He put his hand out, waiting for the monster to get into full contact. When they finally collided, the gigantic Torque that weighted a ton was picked up from the ground like he was an empty cardboard box. Chester lost footing and fell off the monster and onto the wet, cold grass. He heard then the trees and the bushes breaking as the monster’s roar became distant. When he finally came to, he saw the general standing right above him.
“I swear…” he stared right into his eyes, “why do small mortals like you could be so…so bold!? Don’t you really like being in danger? Is it really worth it? Why not just forget this whole thing happened and get lost? Nobody would care if you did, cause like, no one knows!”
Chester wasn’t sure how to answer that question. For some reason, that general came across very genuine to him. But what he did know…was that his chance was right there!!!
“Hah!” Chester leapt to the general’s side.
“Easy there, snot!” Clavat pulled the rifle away, seeing exactly what the boy was doing.
Except he felt sharp pain in his hand. He didn’t pay attention, but a bright, pink arrow had pierced into his wrist.
“Aurgh!” He dropped the weapon, wincing in pain. Chester successfully grabbed it and scurried away on his feet. Clavat nearly was able to kick him from behind, but got interrupted by a slew of arrows appearing from everywhere. This left him with the only option available being to dodge away.
Finally the two were separated and at a distance. The evil general rubbed his wrist and scowled at the swamp, seeing that it hid his enemy now.
“How do you like that!” Chester exclaimed, triumphantly holding the rifle. Azure, unseen to Clavat, was now behind the boy, checking to see if he was alright. (“I am at a loss for words,” he said to him once.)
Clavat, soaking in the situation, just gave a loud sigh.
“You mortals really are something!” He admitted to them, almost laughing in a way. He had been surrounded from everywhere, and in terms of advantage, was at a low point. Clavat wondered a bit, what to do then. These mortals finally found a way to turn it around, and once he returns, he’d definitely get an earful.
But he wasn’t going to do that. This time, he wasn’t going to screw up.
Letting go of his hand, the wound on it had already healed. He then brought out a book in front of him. Chester recognized the cover and the shoe-lace that tied it. He must had grabbed it after flipping over the monster.
“Let’s read what it says here…” He opened the book up. Azure asked Chester what was happening, but the latter just stared. “ How about this one: ’It’s been a while since I saw grandpa. I know he is in good hands, but they are so understaffed and poor, and I can’t help but feel bad for him. He didn’t even remember my name, or even my mom’s name, HIS OWN DAUGHTER! But is it really bad that I want to have him come live with me? Mom and Dad gave up on him, but I want to help him. He got no one looking out for him.’ Heh, well isn’t that just sappy!”
He put the book out front. A thought came to Chester’s mind that scared him.
“Drop it!” He yelled.
The general chuckled arrogantly.
Azure’s face changed as the revelation appeared to him. “Don’t tell me it is…”
“Hey, you guys wanna know what happens when you rip a page up?” He pulled the book by one of its pages for all to see, and then swiftly ripped it. Red liquid dripped from the side of the paper.
“STOP!” Chester shouted.
“Try and shoot me,” the general suddenly said, looking at the forest, “and the book will be torn to shreds before your very eyes. So…how about we trade?” He squeezed the book’s two halves and held it in ready position. “Give me that rifle back, and I spare the book, eh?”
Chester’s mind was locked on the book. Flora couldn’t do anything, and if he were to transform, who knows how this guy would react. He needed to save him, now.
<If he were to get the weapon back,> Azure spoke, <we would simply grant him a means to end us in this very fight. He is far faster and stronger. He is also a man who will just as likely break his word if he were to find it advantageous to do so. If we were to choose to save his life...>
“So what do you want me to do!” Chester shouted in response. He felt weak and shaking, something just kept pulling him back. He needed to act, he shouldn’t just leave that guy to die, shouldn’t he? Nothing wrong will happen, right? He wasn’t acting on instinct and dooming them without listening to Azure first…right?
“What’s taking so long pipsqueak?” The general shouted to him from distance.
Azure was silent. Even if he did say something, Chester didn’t care anymore. He needed to help him, he needed to save the guy. Who cares about some dumb weapon, they can still beat him!
He put the rifle forward.
“Chester…”
Azure spoke slowly, almost holding himself back. There was something in him, saying that he should be thinking on it a few more times.
Chester waited, but his mind was set. Even if he was likely to stay the same, he would rather not become someone who would sacrifice a life in front of him just to save few others. It just wasn’t for him.
Then Azure finally spoke.
“We would fail as protectors here…If we fail to save a life!”
Chester felt a strange sensation. Like a knot in his chest just released him, and his head felt clearer, and he could stand up straighter. His hands were sweating, holding the cold metal for so long, and yet, it weigh far less than it did before.
He then started walking up to the general.
“Heh, would you look at that,” Clavat chuckled, “So you came around to it, huh?”
Chester pushed the weapon out in front of him, in reach for the general.
“Honestly, it really is unfair. You have no way of getting out of this, and I’m just as likely to rip it anyway,” He stated suddenly, and raised the book above his head. “But you know what, you guys deserve a chance.”
He tossed the book up into the air.
“CHESTER!” They all heard Flora shout.
Chester lost focus of the gun and went right after the book. Instead, the gun was taken from his grasp and in quick succession, he saw the world literally flip upside down. He was now hanging on his foot, and he heard the monster groan once again, somewhere where the book had landed.
“Too bad you can’t take it!” The grip on his leg was tight. And the rifle had already locked straight at him. He really had no way out of here. “Looks like I won, this time.”
Then a bolt of emerald lighting flew right between them.
“WHAT THE FFFF-!” The general screamed like no other. Chester fell to the ground and made his way back to Azure. When he looked over to the general, the latter was clutching to his stomach in pain.
“Not this time, villain!”
Chester saw Barbie, emerging completely out of nowhere, entering the scene looking as ever prideful.
“You may be fast, but lightning is still faster!”
…
FINALLY
Also, Gamestop
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…
The town’s library, after the last attack, wasn’t exactly in the worst shape it could have possibly been. And yet with a large, gaping wall at the front and a clear mess that one could see if they went inside would inspire a feeling of dread over its structure. Not helping were the yellow tapes with the words “WARNING KEEP OUT” that wrapped around the building itself, keeping any kid who might have thought about returning their late book.
From behind the building, Tom carefully peered, finding no one who could’ve accidentally come over to him. He was holding a grey cocoon, one sized to his palm. Placing it on the floor, he slowly raised the dagger in his other hand and brought it down swiftly against the hard shell of the object. It pierced through without a problem, and the cocoon turned into a mixture of ash and fluttering lights.
“So that’s it then…” Tom exhales and wiped his forehead, feeling relief. The cocoon was at first at the basement of the building, tucked far and away from anyone who could accidentally find it. Tom had to struggle a bit while searching, but thankfully found it without a problem. Or at least, he should’ve felt thankful.
<You wonder why, don’t you?>
Tom bopped his head side to side. Of course he wondered, but he barely could think of why. Nothing bad happened, so maybe they were just lucky? That could’ve been the case.
He peeked out of the corner one more time, finding no one within visible vicinity who could notice him. He readily headed out and away from the building, when he noticed a small group of people standing near the library’s front. Tom halted a bit, but realized that they wouldn’t see him. Looking at them, he could make out four figures: Mayor LionHeart, a construction horse, and that weird parrot-lady holding a recorder with a cameraman behind her. In spite of his usually cautious sense, he felt drawn towards them, and as he got closer to the library again, he could hear them bickering pretty loudly
“The freedom of the press requires to know more-“ The news lady said before getting interrupted by the Mayor’s lashing out.
“The freedom of the press requires to learn to mind its own business!”
“So do you or do you not mean to replace the library with an amusement park-“
“If you don’t get out of here, I WILL CALL THE COPS!” He declared at the top of his whiny voice.
Tom couldn’t help but cringe from the ugliness of this situation.
“I think they are really going at it,” he commented aloud. He rarely liked trouble, and seeing this much yelling was really getting to him.
<You wish to leave?> Kage asked him.
Tom sighed.
“I dunno.” Something kept drawing him in, for some reason, amidst all yelling and fighting.
<You inquire a word with him?>
Tom thought about: Does he really want to talk with him? That guy is virtually unapproachable, and there is no reason for him to think he could tell him something that the latter would listen to.
“Not really,” he said finally, though still unsure.
Kage said nothing to pondering boy, and they went unseen back to their friends.
…
“How the hell did you manage to do that?” Clavat said, gazing at the passive Torque like a kid would at moving, miniature car. There was a hint of feeling of amazement behind his words.
It was then that Chester realized he was dealing with a general. “Uh oh…” he muttered.
“Chester, Flora!” Azure yelled, pointing to the pinned rose-haired warrior.
“Hey, get off of her!”
“Make me, pipsquek!” Clavat taunted, bringing the rifle right above Flora’s head.
“Hiyah!” Chester yelled. He whipped the book forward with the stick, making the monster abruptly fly forward. With immense speed, it was about to flatten both the general and Flora.
“Oh crud…” Clavat nearly got flattened at the last second as he propelled himself sideways, away from the monster. Flora, thankfully, was barely grazed by it, and instead, rolled to safety, away from danger.
Chester himself nearly fell over. He heard some groaning, one which came across as if the monster got confused, as the book disappeared from its sight. When he finally pulled himself back, he saw that they were heading straight at school. He shot his hands around until he found branch with the book next to him and put it out again to bait the monster. As he dangled it, the monster sped up again, but as Chester moved it to the side, the more monster turned.
Making a good wide angle, Chester was able to get the Torque to face backwards and charge towards the swamp hideout. Getting hang of the unruly “steed”, he saw the general, who was standing in their way, perfectly still. He looked calm, staring at the monster coming to him with a bored expression. Chester had no idea why, and based on instinct, decided t keep full-speed ahead, letting the monster try to run over the guy.
“I am REALLY getting tired of this, man!!!” Clavat exclaimed half-heartedly.
He put his hand out, waiting for the monster to get into full contact. When they finally collided, the gigantic Torque that weighted a ton was picked up from the ground like he was an empty cardboard box. Chester lost footing and fell off the monster and onto the wet, cold grass. He heard then the trees and the bushes breaking as the monster’s roar became distant. When he finally came to, he saw the general standing right above him.
“I swear…” he stared right into his eyes, “why do small mortals like you could be so…so bold!? Don’t you really like being in danger? Is it really worth it? Why not just forget this whole thing happened and get lost? Nobody would care if you did, cause like, no one knows!”
Chester wasn’t sure how to answer that question. For some reason, that general came across very genuine to him. But what he did know…was that his chance was right there!!!
“Hah!” Chester leapt to the general’s side.
“Easy there, snot!” Clavat pulled the rifle away, seeing exactly what the boy was doing.
Except he felt sharp pain in his hand. He didn’t pay attention, but a bright, pink arrow had pierced into his wrist.
“Aurgh!” He dropped the weapon, wincing in pain. Chester successfully grabbed it and scurried away on his feet. Clavat nearly was able to kick him from behind, but got interrupted by a slew of arrows appearing from everywhere. This left him with the only option available being to dodge away.
Finally the two were separated and at a distance. The evil general rubbed his wrist and scowled at the swamp, seeing that it hid his enemy now.
“How do you like that!” Chester exclaimed, triumphantly holding the rifle. Azure, unseen to Clavat, was now behind the boy, checking to see if he was alright. (“I am at a loss for words,” he said to him once.)
Clavat, soaking in the situation, just gave a loud sigh.
“You mortals really are something!” He admitted to them, almost laughing in a way. He had been surrounded from everywhere, and in terms of advantage, was at a low point. Clavat wondered a bit, what to do then. These mortals finally found a way to turn it around, and once he returns, he’d definitely get an earful.
But he wasn’t going to do that. This time, he wasn’t going to screw up.
Letting go of his hand, the wound on it had already healed. He then brought out a book in front of him. Chester recognized the cover and the shoe-lace that tied it. He must had grabbed it after flipping over the monster.
“Let’s read what it says here…” He opened the book up. Azure asked Chester what was happening, but the latter just stared. “ How about this one: ’It’s been a while since I saw grandpa. I know he is in good hands, but they are so understaffed and poor, and I can’t help but feel bad for him. He didn’t even remember my name, or even my mom’s name, HIS OWN DAUGHTER! But is it really bad that I want to have him come live with me? Mom and Dad gave up on him, but I want to help him. He got no one looking out for him.’ Heh, well isn’t that just sappy!”
He put the book out front. A thought came to Chester’s mind that scared him.
“Drop it!” He yelled.
The general chuckled arrogantly.
Azure’s face changed as the revelation appeared to him. “Don’t tell me it is…”
“Hey, you guys wanna know what happens when you rip a page up?” He pulled the book by one of its pages for all to see, and then swiftly ripped it. Red liquid dripped from the side of the paper.
“STOP!” Chester shouted.
“Try and shoot me,” the general suddenly said, looking at the forest, “and the book will be torn to shreds before your very eyes. So…how about we trade?” He squeezed the book’s two halves and held it in ready position. “Give me that rifle back, and I spare the book, eh?”
Chester’s mind was locked on the book. Flora couldn’t do anything, and if he were to transform, who knows how this guy would react. He needed to save him, now.
<If he were to get the weapon back,> Azure spoke, <we would simply grant him a means to end us in this very fight. He is far faster and stronger. He is also a man who will just as likely break his word if he were to find it advantageous to do so. If we were to choose to save his life...>
“So what do you want me to do!” Chester shouted in response. He felt weak and shaking, something just kept pulling him back. He needed to act, he shouldn’t just leave that guy to die, shouldn’t he? Nothing wrong will happen, right? He wasn’t acting on instinct and dooming them without listening to Azure first…right?
“What’s taking so long pipsqueak?” The general shouted to him from distance.
Azure was silent. Even if he did say something, Chester didn’t care anymore. He needed to help him, he needed to save the guy. Who cares about some dumb weapon, they can still beat him!
He put the rifle forward.
“Chester…”
Azure spoke slowly, almost holding himself back. There was something in him, saying that he should be thinking on it a few more times.
Chester waited, but his mind was set. Even if he was likely to stay the same, he would rather not become someone who would sacrifice a life in front of him just to save few others. It just wasn’t for him.
Then Azure finally spoke.
“We would fail as protectors here…If we fail to save a life!”
Chester felt a strange sensation. Like a knot in his chest just released him, and his head felt clearer, and he could stand up straighter. His hands were sweating, holding the cold metal for so long, and yet, it weigh far less than it did before.
He then started walking up to the general.
“Heh, would you look at that,” Clavat chuckled, “So you came around to it, huh?”
Chester pushed the weapon out in front of him, in reach for the general.
“Honestly, it really is unfair. You have no way of getting out of this, and I’m just as likely to rip it anyway,” He stated suddenly, and raised the book above his head. “But you know what, you guys deserve a chance.”
He tossed the book up into the air.
“CHESTER!” They all heard Flora shout.
Chester lost focus of the gun and went right after the book. Instead, the gun was taken from his grasp and in quick succession, he saw the world literally flip upside down. He was now hanging on his foot, and he heard the monster groan once again, somewhere where the book had landed.
“Too bad you can’t take it!” The grip on his leg was tight. And the rifle had already locked straight at him. He really had no way out of here. “Looks like I won, this time.”
Then a bolt of emerald lighting flew right between them.
“WHAT THE FFFF-!” The general screamed like no other. Chester fell to the ground and made his way back to Azure. When he looked over to the general, the latter was clutching to his stomach in pain.
“Not this time, villain!”
Chester saw Barbie, emerging completely out of nowhere, entering the scene looking as ever prideful.
“You may be fast, but lightning is still faster!”
…
Also, Gamestop
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The town’s library, after the last attack, wasn’t exactly in the worst shape it could have possibly been. And yet with a large, gaping wall at the front and a clear mess that one could see if they went inside would inspire a feeling of dread over its structure. Not helping were the yellow tapes with the words “WARNING KEEP OUT” that wrapped around the building itself, keeping any kid who might have thought about returning their late book.
From behind the building, Tom carefully peered, finding no one who could’ve accidentally come over to him. He was holding a grey cocoon, one sized to his palm. Placing it on the floor, he slowly raised the dagger in his other hand and brought it down swiftly against the hard shell of the object. It pierced through without a problem, and the cocoon turned into a mixture of ash and fluttering lights.
“So that’s it then…” Tom exhales and wiped his forehead, feeling relief. The cocoon was at first at the basement of the building, tucked far and away from anyone who could accidentally find it. Tom had to struggle a bit while searching, but thankfully found it without a problem. Or at least, he should’ve felt thankful.
<You wonder why, don’t you?>
Tom bopped his head side to side. Of course he wondered, but he barely could think of why. Nothing bad happened, so maybe they were just lucky? That could’ve been the case.
He peeked out of the corner one more time, finding no one within visible vicinity who could notice him. He readily headed out and away from the building, when he noticed a small group of people standing near the library’s front. Tom halted a bit, but realized that they wouldn’t see him. Looking at them, he could make out four figures: Mayor LionHeart, a construction horse, and that weird parrot-lady holding a recorder with a cameraman behind her. In spite of his usually cautious sense, he felt drawn towards them, and as he got closer to the library again, he could hear them bickering pretty loudly
“The freedom of the press requires to know more-“ The news lady said before getting interrupted by the Mayor’s lashing out.
“The freedom of the press requires to learn to mind its own business!”
“So do you or do you not mean to replace the library with an amusement park-“
“If you don’t get out of here, I WILL CALL THE COPS!” He declared at the top of his whiny voice.
Tom couldn’t help but cringe from the ugliness of this situation.
“I think they are really going at it,” he commented aloud. He rarely liked trouble, and seeing this much yelling was really getting to him.
<You wish to leave?> Kage asked him.
Tom sighed.
“I dunno.” Something kept drawing him in, for some reason, amidst all yelling and fighting.
<You inquire a word with him?>
Tom thought about: Does he really want to talk with him? That guy is virtually unapproachable, and there is no reason for him to think he could tell him something that the latter would listen to.
“Not really,” he said finally, though still unsure.
Kage said nothing to pondering boy, and they went unseen back to their friends.
…
“How the hell did you manage to do that?” Clavat said, gazing at the passive Torque like a kid would at moving, miniature car. There was a hint of feeling of amazement behind his words.
It was then that Chester realized he was dealing with a general. “Uh oh…” he muttered.
“Chester, Flora!” Azure yelled, pointing to the pinned rose-haired warrior.
“Hey, get off of her!”
“Make me, pipsquek!” Clavat taunted, bringing the rifle right above Flora’s head.
“Hiyah!” Chester yelled. He whipped the book forward with the stick, making the monster abruptly fly forward. With immense speed, it was about to flatten both the general and Flora.
“Oh crud…” Clavat nearly got flattened at the last second as he propelled himself sideways, away from the monster. Flora, thankfully, was barely grazed by it, and instead, rolled to safety, away from danger.
Chester himself nearly fell over. He heard some groaning, one which came across as if the monster got confused, as the book disappeared from its sight. When he finally pulled himself back, he saw that they were heading straight at school. He shot his hands around until he found branch with the book next to him and put it out again to bait the monster. As he dangled it, the monster sped up again, but as Chester moved it to the side, the more monster turned.
Making a good wide angle, Chester was able to get the Torque to face backwards and charge towards the swamp hideout. Getting hang of the unruly “steed”, he saw the general, who was standing in their way, perfectly still. He looked calm, staring at the monster coming to him with a bored expression. Chester had no idea why, and based on instinct, decided t keep full-speed ahead, letting the monster try to run over the guy.
“I am REALLY getting tired of this, man!!!” Clavat exclaimed half-heartedly.
He put his hand out, waiting for the monster to get into full contact. When they finally collided, the gigantic Torque that weighted a ton was picked up from the ground like he was an empty cardboard box. Chester lost footing and fell off the monster and onto the wet, cold grass. He heard then the trees and the bushes breaking as the monster’s roar became distant. When he finally came to, he saw the general standing right above him.
“I swear…” he stared right into his eyes, “why do small mortals like you could be so…so bold!? Don’t you really like being in danger? Is it really worth it? Why not just forget this whole thing happened and get lost? Nobody would care if you did, cause like, no one knows!”
Chester wasn’t sure how to answer that question. For some reason, that general came across very genuine to him. But what he did know…was that his chance was right there!!!
“Hah!” Chester leapt to the general’s side.
“Easy there, snot!” Clavat pulled the rifle away, seeing exactly what the boy was doing.
Except he felt sharp pain in his hand. He didn’t pay attention, but a bright, pink arrow had pierced into his wrist.
“Aurgh!” He dropped the weapon, wincing in pain. Chester successfully grabbed it and scurried away on his feet. Clavat nearly was able to kick him from behind, but got interrupted by a slew of arrows appearing from everywhere. This left him with the only option available being to dodge away.
Finally the two were separated and at a distance. The evil general rubbed his wrist and scowled at the swamp, seeing that it hid his enemy now.
“How do you like that!” Chester exclaimed, triumphantly holding the rifle. Azure, unseen to Clavat, was now behind the boy, checking to see if he was alright. (“I am at a loss for words,” he said to him once.)
Clavat, soaking in the situation, just gave a loud sigh.
“You mortals really are something!” He admitted to them, almost laughing in a way. He had been surrounded from everywhere, and in terms of advantage, was at a low point. Clavat wondered a bit, what to do then. These mortals finally found a way to turn it around, and once he returns, he’d definitely get an earful.
But he wasn’t going to do that. This time, he wasn’t going to screw up.
Letting go of his hand, the wound on it had already healed. He then brought out a book in front of him. Chester recognized the cover and the shoe-lace that tied it. He must had grabbed it after flipping over the monster.
“Let’s read what it says here…” He opened the book up. Azure asked Chester what was happening, but the latter just stared. “ How about this one: ’It’s been a while since I saw grandpa. I know he is in good hands, but they are so understaffed and poor, and I can’t help but feel bad for him. He didn’t even remember my name, or even my mom’s name, HIS OWN DAUGHTER! But is it really bad that I want to have him come live with me? Mom and Dad gave up on him, but I want to help him. He got no one looking out for him.’ Heh, well isn’t that just sappy!”
He put the book out front. A thought came to Chester’s mind that scared him.
“Drop it!” He yelled.
The general chuckled arrogantly.
Azure’s face changed as the revelation appeared to him. “Don’t tell me it is…”
“Hey, you guys wanna know what happens when you rip a page up?” He pulled the book by one of its pages for all to see, and then swiftly ripped it. Red liquid dripped from the side of the paper.
“STOP!” Chester shouted.
“Try and shoot me,” the general suddenly said, looking at the forest, “and the book will be torn to shreds before your very eyes. So…how about we trade?” He squeezed the book’s two halves and held it in ready position. “Give me that rifle back, and I spare the book, eh?”
Chester’s mind was locked on the book. Flora couldn’t do anything, and if he were to transform, who knows how this guy would react. He needed to save him, now.
<If he were to get the weapon back,> Azure spoke, <we would simply grant him a means to end us in this very fight. He is far faster and stronger. He is also a man who will just as likely break his word if he were to find it advantageous to do so. If we were to choose to save his life...>
“So what do you want me to do!” Chester shouted in response. He felt weak and shaking, something just kept pulling him back. He needed to act, he shouldn’t just leave that guy to die, shouldn’t he? Nothing wrong will happen, right? He wasn’t acting on instinct and dooming them without listening to Azure first…right?
“What’s taking so long pipsqueak?” The general shouted to him from distance.
Azure was silent. Even if he did say something, Chester didn’t care anymore. He needed to help him, he needed to save the guy. Who cares about some dumb weapon, they can still beat him!
He put the rifle forward.
“Chester…”
Azure spoke slowly, almost holding himself back. There was something in him, saying that he should be thinking on it a few more times.
Chester waited, but his mind was set. Even if he was likely to stay the same, he would rather not become someone who would sacrifice a life in front of him just to save few others. It just wasn’t for him.
Then Azure finally spoke.
“We would fail as protectors here…If we fail to save a life!”
Chester felt a strange sensation. Like a knot in his chest just released him, and his head felt clearer, and he could stand up straighter. His hands were sweating, holding the cold metal for so long, and yet, it weigh far less than it did before.
He then started walking up to the general.
“Heh, would you look at that,” Clavat chuckled, “So you came around to it, huh?”
Chester pushed the weapon out in front of him, in reach for the general.
“Honestly, it really is unfair. You have no way of getting out of this, and I’m just as likely to rip it anyway,” He stated suddenly, and raised the book above his head. “But you know what, you guys deserve a chance.”
He tossed the book up into the air.
“CHESTER!” They all heard Flora shout.
Chester lost focus of the gun and went right after the book. Instead, the gun was taken from his grasp and in quick succession, he saw the world literally flip upside down. He was now hanging on his foot, and he heard the monster groan once again, somewhere where the book had landed.
“Too bad you can’t take it!” The grip on his leg was tight. And the rifle had already locked straight at him. He really had no way out of here. “Looks like I won, this time.”
Then a bolt of emerald lighting flew right between them.
“WHAT THE FFFF-!” The general screamed like no other. Chester fell to the ground and made his way back to Azure. When he looked over to the general, the latter was clutching to his stomach in pain.
“Not this time, villain!”
Chester saw Barbie, emerging completely out of nowhere, entering the scene looking as ever prideful.
“You may be fast, but lightning is still faster!”
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