The Dancing World?

By: purplefox1122

Just for the record, this is my first story I am posting. I hope you guys will like this. Rate and Review for me! As everyone on here says, I DO NOT OWN THIS GAME or whatever. :3 Without further words, here goes it!

Prologue

Glitch's P.O.V.

"We can't just bring people here blind and unknowing what they are doing!" I yell as I stare at Rasa. "They could die, not be healthy enough, or even hate the term 'dancing'!"

He still wears his business suit, even if we aren't doing anything. He has his earpiece in like someone would actually contact him. As he writes something down on his papers, he says without looking up, "We need a new change. There needs to be new characters, ones that can be good or even better than us. They can show us new things, new opportunities-"

"We have creators Rasa! We can't just make up new characters and dances without them noticing! Just stop this madness while you begin it!" I glared at his form, but he acted as though it didn't bother him.

He did look up then though. "I am the leader here!" he yelled, "I was made the leader of this whole new game! Not you! Quit your complaining! I know way more than you, so you do not understand!"

No, he was the one who did not understand. I was here longer, I knew more. He was made for only one game, not me. I stood up, and my purple suspenders shook with me. I may be strong, but yelling is not my thing.

As I began to speak, my real, natural voice came out. And, honestly, it sounded better than any gangster voice I was forced with. "I was thought of before you! I was created! I have a bigger say-so than you!" My voice even shook. So much for Mr. Smooth.

He stood up, towering over me, and shot me the most vicious glare imaginable. "Don't you dare use that voice here." He said low as he looked off to our world here. His words did not scare me one bit. "Oh, good. Mr. Tan has almost finished the system. Your forced to do this, whether you care or not. Now go, do as I told you. Get the teens or watch your dancing days go bye." He waved his hand. That was my dismissal.

I headed out the door when he yelled, "Oh wait! Come get this sheet!" I crossed over the room, dragging my feet, as I took the sheet. "This has all you need." He smirked at my expression, which was shock.

The sheet had a list of names of all the game holders. How long had he plan this?

As I walked out and shut the door, I didn't even have to look up. I sighed. "So, Oblio. How long have you been listening?"

Oblio, wearing his usual jeans and jacket, walked out from his corner. His blue hair spilled over his face. He looked off toward where he was originally hiding. "This is not my fight, Glitch."

"No, I don't suppose it is. But what am I supposed to do? If I don't obey, I can't dance. If I do, I threaten lives." My voice rose back to the gangster version. Ugh, how I hate it. "I can't do this alone!"

His mouth twitched up at the corners. "Well, why don't you try to wait this out? For now follow his orders, but later use his idea against him. Have the ones coming help you out. He and Lima cannot bring down an army alone."

I actually grinned for the first time this afternoon, really grinned. "Okay, then let's do this together!"

"And I should help because…." He glanced up at me. First time today.

"Well, you could be free from being told what you should do, there could be a new era here where all is peaceful…." I trailed it off.

You had me at 'free'. I'm in." For the first time ever, he grinned back.