Hey guys, Omega Striker and I'm new to the fanfiction world so please review and give me feed back if that's ok.
NXS: Nice going yo, I'm proud you and the others decided to finally join the fanfic game. I cant wait to see what you write.
OS: Don't you have two fanfics that need chapters to be updated slacker?
-NXS rubs the back of his head sheepishly-
NXS: Well I'm not gonna lie… I'm skipping over the ending of Kingdom Hearts 1, and jumping straight into Chain of Memories… I can't no matter how much I try, write that segment of the ending. Just know Aishix won't Kingdom Key D, and he'll be getting Hollow Heart like before.
OS: Ok bro. Also, extremely special thanks to Fan of Fanfics21… For letting me use the idea of cyphers.. or in this case pseudo-cyphers… It means a lot, and I read of a lot of the fanfics... so thanks to F.o.F, and NXS, because they inspired me to write... So… thank you very much.
World of Creation
Chapter 1: Restarting Ourselves
(OS' Point of view)
High school… the bane my existence... it wasn't the school itself I hated, just about everyone in the damn building…. The inside of the building had white walls, with various decorations hanging up against the walls, depicting all of the various athletic students captured at the pinnacle of their performances. The gym was decorated in Indian themed items, as it was our school mascot. Rather than walk around the gym floor to get to the left side, when the teacher wasn't looking, I ran in a quiet sprint towards my friends… So far, only NXS, or rather, Isiah and Maxine was sitting on the retractable bleachers. However, Max laid upside down, her hair falling on the lower section of the bleachers. She wore her black hoodie with the punisher skull on the front, and her white shorts and black leggings She took off her black converse and simply flailed her feet around in small circles. She wore a little bit of black eye liner. Next to her was none other than the guy I could call my bro, NXS, as most people knew him, but I knew him as Isiah, or Tobi… depending on which one was in control… and who pissed him off. He was wearing his usual outfit: a long sleeved black hoodie with the word PUMA displayed across his chest. He had his hood down, the inside, word, and draw strings were the same bright neon green as always. He wore black jeans with a silver chain attacked to the right pocket. He even wore his multi-shade of green Nike sneakers. He had his ear buds in, his eyes closed, a telltale sign he was either sleepy, or annoyed… Maybe both. I took my seat next to max, and I jabbed her in the stomach with my finger. She grumbled as I kept poking her.
"Keep that up and see where it gets you." She grabbed my finger and bit it.
"Eek!" I cried out as I stopped the annoying action immediately, and Isiah cracked his eye open.
"'Sup Kaleb… the hell you doing here so early?" he said as he rubbed the mixture of sleep and crust from his eyes, before releasing a loud yawn. He yanked out his ear buds, and the sound was equivalent to a phone with the sound on medium… How he still has incredible hearing is beyond me…
"Hey burnt brownie!" I said as I saw a vein on his forehead make its self-appear. Insult: Check
He grumbled in response.
"How many times have you called me burnt brownie?"
"About two-thousand seven hundred and thirty-nine times…"
"And how many times have I bonked you?" He smirked an innocent smirk, which was hidden by his right hand.
"two-thousand seven hundred and thirty-nine times-" was all I could say before he nailed me with a composition notebook.
"WRONG BITCH! I'VE DONE THIS SINCE WE'VE KNOWN EACH OTHER!" He shouted at the top of his lungs, only to get a book bag to the face and fall flat on his ass.
"It's 7:00… shut the fuck up!" A student yelled as he went to grab his book bag. Then a thought flashed in my head. I reached into my small dark blue messenger bag, and pulled out a medium sized book. It had a black cover with a strange red and silver emblem on the cover.
"Eh? What's that book?" Max asked as she corrects her position. Isiah peered over her shoulder, trying to see through his foggy glasses.
"Oi! Sir shouts a lot! Off my shoulder!" She growled as Isiah slid down to the same level of bleachers that I was on.
"I got it from an old man I was helping… He was struggling with getting his bags from his car, and I offered him some help. Then he told me to wait and gave me this book. Said to "enjoy it with friends."
I opened the book and immediately was blinded by a flash, as we felt our very being get sucked into the book, which then vanished.
Inside the book…
We found ourselves dropping at least Mach 1, I felt the wind rushing through my face, it was so intense. We all looked at each other, fearing the worst as we saw the ground getting closer and closer.
"ISIAH! MAXIE!"
"YEA?!" They screamed back scared, Isiah was actually crying, realizing that this would be the end.
"FUCK! I'M GONNA DIE A VIRGIN!" I screamed, and Isiah started laughing, which I even heard through.
"WHY THE FUCK DOES IT MATTER?!
"I BET CHRIS I WOULDN'T DIE ONE!"
"TOO BAD FOR HIM! HE'LL NEVER GET THE MONEY!"
We looked down seeing that we were still falling, and right before we hit the ground, we stopped, just barely three inches from being turned into human pancakes.
"Fucking tease…" Maxie said we felt ourselves drop, and from the way we were free falling, we ended up dog piling on top of Isiah, whose back cracked loudly.
"Thanks for breaking our fall Isiah!"
"Yea, if being a forensic scientist doesn't work out, you'd totally kill it as human sofa." Max chirped up, only to see Isiah tap his finger on the ground. He smiled at us.
"I'll be sure to keep that under my thirty-three contingences. But can you both do me a really big solid?"
"What?" We asked in unison.
"GET THE HELL OFF ME!" He bucked like a horse, flinging us off him. He cracked his back, and looked around.
"It seems the master was correct in his assumption." We all looked up hearing the voice. It was almost indistinguishable.
"OI! Are ya the one that brought us here?" Maxie took a fighting stance, and Isiah readied himself too.
" It wasn't me that brought you here, but your desires for a new world… a world of your own design…"
"A world of our own design? None of us hate the world we live in, right….. who am I kidding? OUR WORLD SUCKS!" I proclaimed loudly.
"The elderly man that gifted you this book is my creator. I suppose you could say… I am here to assist you in 'playing' in the worlds you create.
"Worlds? We can create worlds?!" Isiah started up giddily, his eyes glowing with merriment. Suddenly, three books fell from the sky, but Isiah's landed on his head.
"Ouch! I know reading hurts, but this is just ridiculous!" Suddenly, A large wooden house appeared in front of us, the actually cabin being far in the air (Think of the cabin Future Zamasu and Goku Black used.).
"Hey voice, can you at least make yourself visible? I know I talk to Tobi in my head, but this is kinda worse cause I'm talking out loud.." Isiah grumbled.
"Perhaps give me a form to appear in. My appearance and form is dependent on the user."
I closed my eyes and imagined a form. And in a flash of light, the voice appeared. She was fairly tall, with straight cut blond and blue hair. She had a nice figure, sporting a sleeveless hoodie, and black shorts. Her eyes were a loving emerald green, and she pettily sat herself on the couch, in a very regal manner.
"So, what are the conditions? There has to be some kind of rule or restrictions for this kind of thing?" Maxie said, getting straight to the point. That's how it was at times. Maxie was a care free, and Isiah was a bit too serious. But we all seemed to balance the others out fine. She shook her head at this.
"Think of this as a private universe… or universes. Your books..." She motions to the books we had in our hands, before continuing.
"Isiah, Kaleb… you both write fanfictions correct? The thrill of painting yourself in the heat of battle? Fighting powerful enemies and gaining victory?"
"Yea why?" We said in complete sync with the other.
"Well… think of this as your chance to live out your fantasy. You can take the ideas you all make, or even create versions of the shows and books you read, and re-create them here, or make your version!"
Maxie raised her hand.
"Why choose us then? What exactly do we possess that makes us worthy of being given such power to a couple of teenagers."
"My creator simply desires to see the way people would act if they are given god-like power. Everyone has their own desires, dreams, and ideology. Some have their wildest dreams come to life. Some even have their favorite fictional character be with them. Perhaps… he just wants to spread joy to those he finds worthy. He's a mystery to even me. But, how about this… start off with a world you want to visit. Create yourselves avatars to use, write their information in your books, abilities and what not, and.." Her voice got extremely serious at the end of it, making all of us lean in close.
"Just have fun!" We all fell to the ground at that.
"Neo!" I called my bro by the first part of his UN. He turned to me.
"I wanna go to that fanfiction you're writing! Organization XV." He looked at me confused.
"Why? Its just a fanfiction." Maxie shook her head.
"Its not just a fanfiction. You put your heart and soul into it. You made it something you could be proud of, and shared it to the world. So… I vote we check it out.
"Same here Isiah" We were genuinely shocked to see a tear roll down his cheek, which he took off his glasses to wipe away.
"Thanks guys…. Alright. OC making, then we go! After that, then its Dragon Ball Super!" He cried loudly.
"Hey, wer'e only doing that cause you're obsessed with Goku Black." Isiah smirked. He poked his
"I wouldn't say obsessed with him… I'd say I relate to his ideology. You both can agree with me that being a human sucks at times. Plus, his outfit is so badass."
"Alrighty! Write in your books the appearance and powers, and have fun! I'll be waiting here for you all to come back, and give you advice along the way! Bye bye!" We all vanished in a flash of light, and then darkness covered everything.
Organization XV…
(Maxie's POV)
Damn it sucked! So that's what it feels like being pulled and twisted in just about every direction. Next thing I knew, we landed in Hollow Bastion. We were just outside of Merlin's house. Rather atop the roof of his house. My outfit was the same, but Isiah and Kaleb had changed their outfits.
Isiah's hair had grown out to a wildish short cut, with a silver and light blue cross around his neck. His outfit consisted of a green and white jacket, with a black sleeveless shirt beneath it. Over his heart and in a circle on a his back, was the Kanji for "Devastation". He sported short green cargos and primarily white sneakers with green accents. He held a hand out and created a ball of energy materialized in his hand, before it slowly molded itself into a porcelain white kitsune mask, which he placed on his face. Which amazed me considering it didn't have any glue or straps to secure itself without him needing to manually held in place.
"Huh… So, its like a more detailed lucid dream… Not only do we not have to directly write, but we can materialize the items we want…" His voice was deeper, most likely due to there being the 'Isiahs' already here.
Kaleb had changed his clothes to a sleeveless red jacket, and much like Isiah, he wore a black shirt underneath, but his still maintained the sleeves to it. He wore dark blue, almost black pants, and red converse, but rather than the normal symbol, it was replaced with a skull and cross bones. He held a hand out, small sparks of red energy crackled before he created a small Kodachi. The actual blade shined a bright sliver, which contrasted to the black sheathe. He affixed it to his back.
"Hey Max, aren't you gonna get changed?"
"And what's wrong with the outfit I'm wearing now?!" He ducked as I went for a kick.
"Fine, I'll get changed." I opened my book and scribbled down an outfit for myself. Almost instantaneously, well… instantaneously, I was in more comfortable clothes. My old clothes were replaced with a short sleeve shirt that read 'I may be small but I'll still kick your ass!' in red writing. However, the shirt itself was grey. Draped over me was a black, grey and white coat with small segments of dark gold attachments and badges over my right breast. The sleeves of the coat switched to white, with strings of black acting as if they had been unwillingly torn away. My shorts and leggings were replaced with black short shorts, and red/black thigh high socks. And my feet were comfortably tucked away into steel toed boots. They were primarily black, with silver buckles on the side, and small gold ornaments on them.
"Much more comfortable." We should get moving." I said as we jumped down from the roof, and were met with the spiky haired protagonist of the kingdom hearts series, Sora, along with the court wizard Donald Duck, and the Captain of the royal knights, Goofy.
"Hey… Who are you guys?" Sora asked, readying his Kingdom Key for battle, and Goofy and Donald backing him up.
"You can call me Genji." I face palmed at Isiah's stupidity. This is what happens when Tyler lets him play Overwatch…
"I'm Maxine Suzu. But you can just call me Maxie!"
"I'm Ace Suzu. Nice to meet you."
Omega:Well, that's all for now. I'll try to update tomorrow, or hopefully before wednsday. For Organization XV: readers, ill make sure his lazy butt gets to writing!
NXS:*In the corner, they see me typing away at a desktop in the computer lab with a ball and chain attached to my ankle*
NXS: IS THIS REALLY NECESSARY?!
Omega: Knowing you, you'll just keep putting it off to play GTA and Xenoverse 2.
NXS: Oh yea… hehehehe…
Maxine: Bye you guys! Hope you'll come back to read more!
*All three of us wave you, the readers goodbye*