Liberation of Imagination Chapter 1: Prologue, a x-overs fanfic

From the creator of Super Tai Galaxy and Total Drama Tween Island

A Tdwinnerfordinner production

Liberation of Imagination

A thousand years ago, there was a great war. A war with technology more advanced than what is recognised by you and I. A war so massive, so atrocious, so deadly, that someone or more like something had to step in. In the middle of the conflict one day, an alien meteorite slammed into the ground leaving it as a molten wasteland. The monstrous Leviathan emerged from the meteor's shattered remains and had seen what the war has done. It went on to enslave all of the people and crush all opposition, often without discretion. But, a saviour came to emerge. A revolutionary of one of the war-torn nations explained his idea to the desperate masses. By forbidding all kinds of advanced technology can the Leviathan attack less often but in order for it to truly disappear, all must refer to revolutionary's ideas. Over time, the ideas evolved into an ideology, and then a religion. The hopeful, obedient masses gladly awaited the day that the Leviathan would leave but leave did it not even after an entire millennium. Fully aware of this, a small segment of the population raised questions that maybe that day could never come at all. But the scepticism was dismissed as mindless pessimism by the elites who tried to purge them in order to maintain hope and order. Sadly, the masses found out about the opposition and the resulting conflict. By irony, hope began to deteriorate into despair as they felt that a world without the Leviathan was further away than ever before. How can this be solved? Well, it is often said that introducing non-native life forms to any ecosystem could dramatically alter the status-quo. This is that story.

Our story begins in the quiet, peaceful town of Busselton in Cygnaria, Australia. It was the year 2024 and 5 years since most of the country fell under socialist rule. Okay, I'm off track. Anyway, it was the last day of school and a young blonde boy at age 9 called BJ was returning to his home.

"Dad, I'm home," BJ called as he went through the front door.

"Oh, son! You surprised me," said his father Billy, "How was your last day of 4th grade of school?"

"It was cool," the young boy replied, "We had an end of year ceremony and I got one of the awards."

"You're kidding me right," said Billy surprised, "What is it about?"

"I got a few certificates in math and science and the award that claims me as the best blitzball player at Geographe Primary," explained BJ, "Boy, everyone must be pretty jealous of me. I told them it was all about practice holding their breath; clearly they didn't listen."

"Oh boy, Mister Mortis, how did you make a videogame sports game feasible," Billy muttered before going back to reality, "Oh, sorry. You reminded me of something. Tomorrow we go to Perth to see the West Coast Eagles take on the Essendon Bombers! What do you say?"

"That would be cool," BJ cheered, "I'd love it!"

It was a Saturday night and Billy drove his son in his Tesla car all the way to Perth to see the blitzball game.

"Daddy, why do I have to come," Caitlyn whine; she was BJ's 7-year-old sister, "I'm bored."

"Because sweetie, I don't want you all alone at the house without a babysitter," explained Billy while at the wheel, "I couldn't come home tonight because I wanted to spend the night with my son. Seeing an official blitzball game is something he has earned judging from the award alone."

"Aw! But that's not fair," Caitlyn complained.

"Sis, quiet down," BJ told his sister, "You get to hang out with me. Or would you rather stay all alone with monsters lurking around?"

"No, anything but that," Caitlyn whimpered in fear.

"Son, we discussed this," Billy lectured, "Don't scare your sister. It's not nice!"

"What? It got the job done," BJ defended, "Okay, let's change the subject. Do you know anything about blitzball?"

"Not really," Billy admitted, "It's a very new sport that's evolving. Who knew that Prime Minister Andrew Mortis would be a gamer like you? Speaking of which, I heard he would attend the game for speeches or something."

"You mean I could get to meet him up close," BJ said excitedly.

"I don't know," said Billy sceptically, "Mr Mortis' helicopter did run low on fuel right at the farms in the hills! He might come late."

"Okay," BJ said disappointed.

(Now playing: Tidus' theme from Final Fantasy X)

At long last, Billy and his kids park near the Perth Arena where the blitzball game is being played. He approached the ticket man.

"Hi, I would like one adult ticket and 2 child tickets please," Billy requested.

"Very well," said the cashier, "That'll be 90 points."

Billy put the watch-like point counter on his wrist onto the pad to pay for the tickets. The points are a type of socialist currency earned proportional to work hours and not through selling stuff. Oh, never mind. Anyway, the three went into the stadium with their tickets and gasped at the size of the oval pool.

"Holy crap that's huge," Billy gasped, "But it has a glass casing. Son, I hope you're not disappointed that it doesn't look much like your game."

"Dad, I'm cool," said BJ contently, "Suspending a huge blob of water in the air without physical restraints isn't really feasible at this point."

"Can't argue with that logic," said Billy as he and his kids looked for their seats. Once they found their seats and sat down, Billy turned to his son and asked, "Who do you think you're rooting for?"

"The Eagles," BJ answered, "They are based in the PRA. The Bombers however are based in Victoria and if it's not part of the PRA then screw it."

"Shush, it's starting," Billy said eagerly.

"Ladies and gentlemen," said the announcer, "Tonight we clash between two teams of blitzball! Our Cygnaria-based, pro-PRA West Coast Eagles take on the Essendon Bombers from the still capitalist Victoria!"

The whole crowd cheered, especially BJ, mostly for the Eagles.

"My apologies if our Prime Minister Andrew Mortis isn't here yet but he should be soon enough," the announcer continued, "And now, without further ado, LET'S BLITZ!"

(Now playing: 'Otherworld' from Final Fantasy X)

Within moments, the pool rapidly filled with water. After that, players from both the Eagles and the Bombers swam down to the bottom in proper team formation with the eyes on the ball.

At the sound of the gong, the ball shot up through the water for the midfielder of the Eagles to grab it.

"Yay," BJ loudly cheered, "Go Eagles!"

While all this was going on, we go over to the hills where Mr Mortis was grabbing his breath.

"Oh $#!%," he cursed, "I'm so late! I told them to refuel the damn plane! I can plainly see the game being played!"

In the middle of his rant, Mr Mortis noticed a looming shadow growing behind him. He turned around to see a gargantuan entity flying over and fast approaching Perth. Its wings were flattening the trees.

"I've been expecting you," Mortis muttered before running off to the city.

Back at the stadium, one of the Bombers attacked the Eagle holding the ball and tossed him into the pool wall.

"Ooh, that's gotta hurt people," said the announcer, "Looks like the Bombers have the ball now. No wait, a whole bunch of Eagles ganged up on the new ball holder. This could be rough guys."

Meanwhile, Mortis had hijacked the Armadale Line train to Perth in order to catch up to it. But the monster above made it to suburbia smashing the houses with mere wing flaps.

Back at the stadium, a goal was shot.

"Goal to the Eagles," the announcer yelled, "The gang up was worth it! The Bombers have to try something else. They're about to throw a pass now."

One of the Bombers threw the ball to try and pass it over to his teammate. However the ball was thrown so hard and high it flew out of the pool.

"Holy smokes," gasped the announcer, "That's not meant to happen! What did we learn? Throw straight! Anyway, the ball seems to have landed on this young boy over here!"

The spotlights had shown on where the ball is now which just so happened to be where BJ was.

"Who me," BJ asked to a loud 'YES!'

"That's right," said the announcer, "Why don't you try and kick the ball back so we can continue the game!"

"Okay then," BJ accepted before running down on the peoples' heads to gain momentum.

"Son," Billy pleaded, "Don't do it!"

However, that fell silent of BJ ears as he began to kick the ball…

…

…only to look up to see a monstrous, draconic face. His eyes widened in fear.

Immediately, the monster roared as its eyes glowed and lasers shot out of them at many buildings destroying them.

The people screamed in fear as they evacuated. But BJ, with his attempt to kick the ball failed, got trampled by the masses. However he managed to get up to see that the pool had shattered.

The huge torrent of water rushed out of the pool washing the boy out of the Perth Arena.

('Otherworld' stops playing)

Moments after, BJ woke up to mass hysteria.

"What happened," BJ said woozily, "Did I kick the ball?"

He looked up at the monster confirming it was no dream.

(Now playing: Airship theme from Super Mario Galaxy)

"Holy crud," BJ screamed, "It's a monster! Dad! Caity! Where are you!"

BJ frantically searched for his father and sister among the flooding panicky masses. He could not find them but he did manage to find a familiar black man.

"Mr Mortis," BJ shouted while approaching the prime minister who was now very tired, "Can I have your autograph and directions on where my dad is?"

"It's about time someone walked up to me," puffed Mortis, "Come over here."

Mr Mortis directed BJ over onto the open Wellington Street facing south east at a gargantuan pink serpentine dragon hovering over the ruined skyline.

"Um yeah that's pretty scary," said BJ frantically, "But seriously, what about my dad?"

"I am afraid he cannot help you now," Mortis cynically responded, "I think it's only fair you learn about this monster. It is full of mystery and here it is, mindlessly destroying the capital of the Cygnaria State of the People's Republic of Australia. I will give away only one detail and that is that most people call it: Sin."

"You mean like Sin from FFX," BJ asked, "That game's fun as heck."

"As the first person to come near me in this time of fear," Mortis continued, "I will grant you the responsibility to deal with that creature."

"Hey, I didn't ask to go monster hunting," BJ protested, "I just want to be with dad!"

Just then a shadowy entity rose from the ground freaking the boy out.

"It's too late now," Mortis stated, "The Heartless are too numerous for that. Here, you might need this."

Mr Mortis gave what appeared to be a huge key with a golden handle and silver blade to BJ.

"Hey, that's the keyblade," BJ stated regarding his weapon, "Isn't that good for killing heartless?"

"Yes it is," Mortis replied, "It would be good to kill a few for experience. Now follow me and kill the ones that matter!"

Mr Mortis ran down Milligan Street on his right with BJ following suit randomly swinging his keyblade at all the heartless in his path.

"Hey sir," asked BJ as they both ran, "You don't seem to have much trouble with the heartless."

"That's I because I have psychic powers," Mortis explained, "Observe."

Mr Mortis summoned bolts of lightning to strike down several shadow heartless in front of him.

"How is this even possible," Mortis explained, "Do not forget that I have studied 7 courses over 4 years at university. My brain is so overloaded with information that it tends to leak out as electrical charge. I've since learned to control it. Come on!"

So they both reached the end of Milligan Street to encounter a huge heartless most unlike the shadows from before.

"What do I do here," BJ asked frantically.

"A panicky mindset can compromise rationality," Mortis mused, "You should have known this from playing Kingdom Hearts if you were that confident. Now watch this!"

Mr Mortis gathered a lot of psychic energy in his hands and shouted 'Kamehameha!' He shot the ball of energy at the darkside heartless dealing damage to it and killing all off the surrounding shadows.

"Wow, that was so cool," BJ cheered, "The Kamehameha wave from the Dragon Ball series! How did you do that!?"

"Let's just say I'm a huge geek," replied Mortis, "Unfortunately, you do not have the capacity to perform it. Instead, try throwing your keyblade at the darkside's head."

BJ did as was instructed and threw his keyblade at the darkside's head before quickly getting it back.

"Wow, was that Strike Raid," BJ gasped.

"Yes it was," said Mortis, "Keep doing it!"

BJ continued to repeatedly perform the Strike Raid on the darkside and eventually weaken it. With on final throw, the heartless is dead.

"You have learned well kid," Mortis commended, "But seriously, we must go to Sin!"

They turned left into St George's Terrace taking down more heartless until they got to the big 3 skyscrapers were they got ambushed.

"Alright kid," Mortis decided, "In order to get to Sin, we must climb up the Central Park Tower!"

"How are we supposed to do this," BJ asked quickly as he struck down multitudes of heartless, "Get back! Sheesh! There's too many of them! What are we going to do!?"

"Let me think kid," Mortis shouted when he noticed that a truck had collapsed behind the City Square Tower, "Wait! Follow me!"

Mortis directed BJ behind the building to see that the truck had dropped many bombs.

"Stand back," Mortis ordered as he shot a small energy bullet at a bomb causing it to light up, "When I say now, we run forward."

"Okay," BJ agreed as they both waited for the bomb to blow up. Eventually, it did with all the nearby ones going along with it.

"RUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNN," Mortis yelled as he and BJ started to run towards the explosions. The shockwave was causing City Square to fall towards Central Park where Sin hovered as the two ran up it and jumped onto the peak of Central Park as City Square fell to oblivion.

(Airship theme stops playing)

(Now playing: 'Catastrophe' from Super Mario Galaxy)

Mr Mortis and BJ were at the top of Central Park Tower facing Sin's belly as it began accumulating energy in its mouth.

"Okay, I have little idea of what you are or who you are," said BJ shaking in hesitation, "But as the wielder of the keyblade, you must leave!"

BJ aimed the keyblade at Sin's chest hoping to pierce its heart. But due to inexperience it was no use; it just sparked. Then Sin clapped its wings together to form a black hole that was pulling the boy in.

"You idiot," Mortis scolded, "Sin is far too powerful for someone like you at this stage."

"Then why did you send me here," BJ shouted as Mortis held onto his hand, "Well?"

Mr Mortis stared at the boy and replied, "This is now your story."

BJ's eyes widened in confusion.

"It all begins here," Mr Mortis concluded as he let go of the boy's grasp. BJ was spiralling into the black hole screaming as Mortis evacuated by helicopter with the rest of the people in Perth as Sin had enough of accumulating energy. So it threw it all down to the ground…

…

KA-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

The whole city was levelled. Sin had then left for the heavens leaving behind a humanitarian catastrophe.

Next time: BJ lives. But he is no longer on Earth, let alone in Perth.