AN: I'm sorry for the horrible injustice which I have done to this chapter. I'm not that good at fight scenes.
For those who don't know, Hatena is an online program which can be accessed through Flipnote Studio on the DSi.
A lone figure stands on a hillside. He is faced with the trial of defeating an army.
The man does not fear. He tightens his bandanna around his head, and pulls his sword, which bears his codename, from the ground.
The beings before him have no substance. Their bodied resemble stick figures, for that is what they are.
Completely faceless, with dark spheroids for heads, it is a wonder that these creatures can maneuver about.
They have no name that is known. Some call them grunts. Others call them the 50%s, possibly because the entire army put together makes up about half of the strength of their master. It could also be because of their master's code name. But we'll get to that later. For now, we will call them Minions, because that's what they are; slaves to an even greater force.
But the man does not think of this as he faces the masses. He thinks of only one thing: His will to survive.
The man raises his sword over his head. It glints off of his sword, which bears a single word.
BosS.
Being a codename, the odd spelling would be expected.
After all, he was currently in a world which didn't exist.
The world of Hatena is an immaterial place where dreams can become reality.
Where a simple boy can become a hero.
This is where he was. A land plagued with danger and adventure. A place which was as calm as a gentle breeze in one place, yet harsh and war-filled only a mile away.
It had started as a simple internet program, a place which could be reached through a simple program called Flipnote.
That is, until people started vanishing while using it.
It had started small. A creator here, another one there, picking them off slowly, until the more popular creators on Hatena began to vanish.
BosS had been one of the first major people to vanish.
He was playing his DSi one day when suddenly, there was a flash of light. When he was able to see again, he was in a very different place.
He remembered how he'd looked down, startled to see hands which were not his.
He had become a stickling- a being which was essentially a stick figure. Most characters on Hatena were Sticklings, including the Minions.
The biggest thing he noticed in this place were his hands. They seemed to be made of nothing but... ink.
And that's what everything in Hatena was: Only ink and nothing else. And BosS was now trapped here.
At first, he had struggled even to survive. But the body of the character of his own creation, known as Asis, was more than able to fend for itself. After all, he had a huge sword with his name on it- literally- and had created (or at least inspired) most of the evil characters in Hatena. He knew there weaknesses, and was able to destroy them easily.
But an entire army of Minions was something else.
This brought him back to reality. The Minion army was approaching, and at the back, he could see their leader.
Codename 100% was known far and wide as the baddest bad guy in all of Hatena. Created to be Asis's total opposite, 100% was a wraithlike stickling who closely resembled his own minions. His only defining physical features were the three horn-like objects protruding from the back of his head.
At a glance, 100% didn't seem too intimidating.
Then he started punching your guts out. You would now realize that they call him 100% for a reason.
He never grows tired, he never needs sleep or food. There's no way to torture him, he does not feel physical pain.
He is everything a human could never be.
But Asis is everything humans are able to be, plus a little more. A true champion and hero.
A hero who now wields his sword for real.
The first Minion reaches him in seconds. A flash of his sword causes the creature to explode into a cloud of dark energy. The Minions don't really die, and that's the scary part. The energy from which they are made cannot be destroyed. Only dissipated for a time. BosS knows he must defeat them quickly.
Minions surround him on all sides, but they are no match. He swings his mighty sword in a circle around him and a trail of pure light follows the blade. When it meets with its starting point, a ring of light energy is blasted outward, pulverizing all the minions in the space around him.
Even though his luck is holding, BosS knows he is gravely outmatched against the dark army. A cloud of Minions descends upon him. He blocks their blows, and manages to destroy them all.
"This is crazy!" he thinks to himself. "I'm an artist, not a fighter!"
But the Minions do not care as they attack in greater numbers each time. Worse yet, they are reforming by this point. BosS knows he will not hold out much longer.
What he doesn't know, is that he wont have to.
An unassuming teenage boy stands on an outcropping watching the battle. He wears a white shirt, grey pants, and a beanie, despite the warmth of the day.
The boy's name in this world is under dispute. His codename is Anthony, but most refer to him as Tony, and only a few know of his other name.
"I should probably help Asis, although he looks like he has things well in hand."
Then he realizes that his statement isn't quite true. Asis doesn't have the situation well in hand at all. He is becoming slower... weaker.
"Scratch that, I'm going in" he says to himself. "And I'm going to need some extra power to do it..."
(POV: 3rd person cuz I feel like it)
BosS was sure he was about to die.
His strength was depleted, and he had taken much damage. The Minions were overpowering him.
And then they were burning.
The flames leapt up faster than one would think possible. Devouring ten Minions in the blink of an eye.
BosS couldn't pinpoint the fire's origin, but he knew that whoever had summoned it was on his side.
A lone figure suddenly flung itself into the sky. It rained fire down upon the Minions. Fire, the one thing that could permanently banish Minions. The one tool Asis was unable to harness.
Dozens of Minions lay in the grass, either dissipating, or greviously injured.
And standing in the middle of the field, with flame billowing from both hands was... Mario?
As the figure turned, BosS realized it wasn't Mario. Well, not in the way we usually picture him.
First of all, he was a stickling, and secondly, BosS had seen this character many times before.
The red-hatted boy before him was Mario, just ten years younger.
"Thanks for the save" BosS muttered. "I owe you one."
"You may not be real,but you're worth saving" Mario replied.
"What? Not real? What do you mean by that?" BosS asked, very confused.
"None of the others here are, except me" Mario answered sadly. "You're all just made of ink. Just ideas created by others."
"Well, maybe right now, but I'm pretty sure that last week I... what are you doing?"
Mario's body had begun to shine. He suddenly transformed until he became...
"Tony!" BosS yelled in shock. "You're Anthony's other OC!"
He expected Tony to have no idea what he was talking about, but he suddenly stiffened.
"H-how do you know my creator name? Everybody here just calls me Tony!"
"Wait, then you really are Anthony? Then I'm not the only one!"
"What are you talking about Asis?" Anthony asked in confusion.
"I'm not Asis" BosS replied. "I'm BosS, and I think you're experiencing the same thing I am." Anthony's eyes widened in surprise.
"You're BosS? For real? Then I'm not alone!"
BosS suddenly noticed something odd.
"Why are our enemies not attacking anymore?"
He was answered with a hard kick in the back of the head.
"That's why" came a voice from behind him.
BosS froze. He knew that voice, even though he'd never heard its owner speak. It was slightly difficult to guess it wrong to be honest. It was a slithery voice, the kind of voice that one would picture belonging to the devil. It was a cold snarl, yet a tempting melody at the same time.
"Hello 100%" BosS said simply.
100% pulled him upward to stare into his expressionless face.
"I know who you truly are Asis. Or should I say, BosS?"
BosS must have gasped, which gave away everything 100% needed to know.
"So it's true then" 100% went on. "True that the greatest heroes of the world of man are being pulled into the world they created. The world which I, and my brothers and accomplices, now hold in the palm of our hands. And all we have to do to change everything, is squeeze."
It was then that Anthony sent his fist flying into the side of 100%'s head.
100% hissed, not really in pain, since he was unable to feel it, but more in surprise.
"And stop attacking my friends" Anthony said, trying to sound threatening.
100% only laughed. Anthony grabbed him in a chokehold, but he slipped through Anthony's arm as if he was made of nothing but shadow.
"We'll meet again, humans" 100% growled. "After all, you are the one who created me, so our destinies are intertwined.
With that, he vanished into the shadows.
"Well" Anthony remarked. "That went well."
BosS turned to him in a very serious manner.
"Anthony, if I got trapped here, and you did too... who else did?"
Anthony had no reply to that.
"Anthony! Millions of people use Hatena!If they become trapped here because of it..."
A look of shock appeared on Anthony's face.
"Then millions will go missing! We need to find a way out of here, or a large population of the world could be stuck in Hatena... forever!
AN: This is probably the first Flipnote fic on here. I feel so accomplished!
For those who are wondering, Anthony cannot switch between Tony and Mario at will, but we'll find out more about that later.
Give me a request in the reviews, and I'll put your favorite Hatena creator in here. I just need to know their name, and what their OC looks like.
Even Fire and Ice have a Dark side...