Talking Plushies and Evil Demons - You Know, the Norm

Talking Plushies and Evil Demons - You Know, the Norm

A Chapter by Star Catcher
"

This is completely the writing of my friend.

"

Fabian paced back and forth in front of a table, his plushie sitting on it. "Th-this is insane..." He turned toward the plushie, glaring at him. "You never told me you have a twin."

"I could say the same to you." Kuro responded, dropping from the table and beginning to pace alongside Fabian. "He wasn't active, but he still holds the same energy he did when we were first created. The other must be your-"

"That... thing couldn't be my brother." Fabian snapped. "Raus told me I was an only child."

Kuro mentally cursed his creator for not gifting him with the ability to scowl; he desperately wanted to. "Fabian, Raus was a demon. He kidnapped you! Why would he speak one bit of truth?"

"He raised me." Fabian said. "He was like a father to me. He taught me-"

"Taught you what!?" Kuro growled. "How to fight? How to kill? How to live like a demon?"

Fabian went silent, lowering his head; no matter how much he disliked it, Kuro was right.

"Who was it you turned to, when you learned what you did?" Kuro asked. "Whose idea was it to abuse space-time and return here, to kill one of the omniverse's greatest heroes before he was even born?"

"... Raus..." Fabian murmured. "It was Raus' idea. He said if I killed the leader, the greatest hero, we could rule. The omniverse could belong to evil again, like it did so long ago..."

Kuro nodded. "And who knew everything about you, even things you didn't know? Raus. Raus wanted you to kill your own brother - and yourself - so that he could take over the omniverse."

"I know what I have to do now." Fabian said, drawing his blade. "I have to tell my... brother... about this. And, together... we have to kill Raus and his demons."



© 2009 Star Catcher


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KEi
It might just be the sleep deprivation, but I cannot think of any response that is even worth reading.
Which doesn't mean it's not awesome.
It just means my brain's like "f**k you. I'm tired. zzzzzzzzz" and just not cooperating.

So, to the next chapter!

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