Author Fighters: Dark Age
Chapter 1: Reality Warp
The Black Berets: Merciless fighters trained by SOLDIER and experts in multiple forms of combat. This group of combat specialists only recently became known in other areas of fanfiction realm. The Author Fighter leader, DarkPaladinmon, had a meeting with their leader. They left on unfriendly terms. The Author Fighters do their jobs as a service. The Black Berets ask for money.
Surely, these two groups could never work together…
Could they?
Lunatic sighed as he opened a bottled water and began chugging it. He just got through a combat session with Airnaruto AND a sword-fighting lesson from Hikari.
It was about a month after an instance with a group of former Japanese Assassins and a Darkside that resembled Lunatic's brother, but that's neither here nor there.
"E-excuse me." Said a voice. A girl with tanned skin, white hair, blue eyes, and blue clothing walked over.
"Oh, hey, Kitty." Lunatic grinned. This was a friend he recently made: Kitten Hachi-chan…or Kitty as some members just called her.
"Where's that dinosaur-guy?" Kitty asked.
"D-Dude?" Lunatic asked, "He's off on some sorta exploration mission to find the lost city of El…something. Heck, I don't study Aztecs. Dunno when he's coming back."
DarkPaladinmon then stormed across the training room, looking cross.
"Yo, Boss Wiz…" Lunatic immediately got zapped.
"Please DON'T call me that." DP ordered, "I got enough of it from your brother."
"What's wrong?" Kitty asked.
"You know those Black Beret guys?" DP asked.
"Yeah, we do." Kitty said, "Aren't they those ex-SOLDIER guys?"
"Yes." DP replied, "I just had a meeting with their leader. I've NEVER met anyone so infuriating in my LIFE. He's charging people that his team helps, thinks he's better than just about everyone, AND justifies it while he's at it."
"Sounds more like ya had a talk with Nukid." Lunatic smirked.
"I HEARD THAT, TWERP!" Nukid shouted as he zipped over to Lunatic with an enraged look on his face.
"STOP CALLING ME SHORT, PERVKID!" Loon shouted back.
"STOP CALLING ME PERVKID, MUNCHKIN!" Nukes barked.
"You two…KNOCK IT OFF." Kitty said, getting between the two.
"That's pretty much how the meeting went." DP sighed, "If they saw things the way we did, we would be a pretty powerful alliance."
DP then walked into his room. The three stared before Nukid growled.
"I'm off. See ya." Nukid said, walking off before muttering, "Brat."
"Jerk." Lunatic shot back.
"You two never miss a chance to have a go at each other, do you?" Kitty asked.
"Well…it's personal." Lunatic replied, "It's a…love/hate relationship. We love to hate each other."
Immediately, a man with white hair walked in. This was Wildrook.
"Hey, am I too late to see Loon and Nukes toss insults at each other?" Rook asked.
"Yeah." Kitty replied.
"Oh, hey, Rook." Lunatic greeted.
"Would an Insanity Contest be called for at this point?" Rook asked.
"It WOULD be." Lunatic grinned, "Kitty, keep score."
Kitty pulled out a bell and quickly hit it.
(Five hours later…)
"Well, I counter your Spartans with chain guns that fire Avatar figurines with my ULTIMATE weapon." Lunatic smirked, "A CHICKEN IN A CLOWN COSTUME!"
WHACK!
"DANGIT, PHOENIX!" Lunatic shouted, "I'm not using it on you!"
"Sorry. Reflex." Phoenix said, apologetically.
"Well, it's tied at seven hundred and thirty-five points each." Kitty said.
"Well, I could trump him with the power of…" Rook quickly put on a pair of Dr. Insano goggles before finishing by shouting, "SCIENCE!"
"And I can trump you with my BRILLIANCE!" Lunatic shot back, emphasizing 'brilliance'.
The two stared at each other.
"What're you two waiting for?" Kitty asked.
"Not sure." Rook said.
"No idea." Loon replied.
"Made something in the lab. Wanna check it out?" Rook asked.
"Sure." Lunatic shrugged.
The two walked away like nothing happened. Kitty sighed. Those two…
"So…what's this thing again?" Lunatic asked, looking over a strange-looking device that looked like the result between a combination between a wristwatch and a pedometer.
"It's an interdimensional transporter." Rook replied with a shrug.
"But…why'd ya invent it?" Loon asked.
"Because I could." Rook replied with a smirk.
"Rook, you're the only person who'd do that." Lunatic stated.
"I know. That's why I'm awesome." Rook said.
"How does this thing work?" Kitty asked, picking it up.
"Just press that red button and you're gone." Rook replied.
"Oh." Kitty replied, looking over the device. She tapped the red button.
Immediately, a giant, blue portal opened up and the three screamed in terror before getting sucked in.
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Author Fighters: Dark Age
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The three nutjobs screamed as they were spewed out of the portal in the middle of an abandoned city.
"Now I know what it feels like to be drunk…" Loon groaned.
"DON'T crack that Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy joke." Rook stated.
Lunatic stood up and dusted his jacket before walking over to Kitty and helping her up.
"That was fun." Kitty said.
"FUN—NOT the word I would've chosen." Lunatic said.
"Aw, CRAP!" Rook swore. Right where Kitty landed was a pile of sparking metal, "That'll take WEEKS to repair!"
"Sorry!" Kitty said, quickly, "I thought I was landing…somewhere else."
"So…we're stuck here until you get that device fixed?" Lunatic asked.
"YES." Rook said.
"CONCARN!" Lunatic swore.
"I've gotta find the right parts and fix the device with the power of…" Rook reached for a pair of goggles, but didn't find any. He sighed before simply saying, "You know what."
He then sulked off.
"That guy's weird, but, then again, who am I to criticize?" Lunatic asked.
Little did they know that they were being watched.
"How the heck?" the figure asked.
So, there's the first chapter of Dark Age. I've got a lot of plans for this. Kindly read, review, and don't flame. Constructive criticism is more than welcome.