Disclaimer: I do not own Bravest Warriors, or any characters. The only characters that are mine are my OC's.
AU: THERE IS GORE IN THIS CHAPTER! JUST, IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO BLOOD, THEN IT'S PROBABLY NOT A GOOD IDEA TO READ THIS CHAPTER. I'll put any gore in italics so you can skip over it.
Unknown POV:
I sat alone in a void.
Dark.
I was surrounded by shadow.
Wait, who am I? Where am I?
I touched my hand to my cheek. Wet. With tears or blood I did not know.
The calm was broken, and I was now falling.
I screamed but heard no sound.
A surface.
I fell to the floor, sight returning and saw the blood seep from the wounds I didn't know I had previously.
I screamed once more, before I lost conscienceness, and once again returned to the void.
Chris's POV:
Bored. SOOO bored.
All adventures seemed to have drifted away.
We wandered around the Invisible-Hideout, hoping that a little alien might get in trouble so we could save it... or something.
Cats weren't even getting stuck in trees. Like, all action had seized. A blank-expression soon crept across all of our faces. Well, except Catbug. He kept himself entertained by befriending any small insects nearby. Then eating them. Yuck.
Anyway. We longed for adventure, but what could happen?
Screaming filled our ears. A flash of light. Then a thud.
"I'M CATBUG! WHAT'S YOUR NAME?"
We ran over to where we heard the noise. Catbug stood next to a body, his tiny paws covered in the blood that spilled from beside it. Her. A girl, our age, hair nearly as red as the blood beside her. She must have been in a battle. Several slash marks covered her body. She wore an outfit of all black. Using the term "outfit" loosely, as the cloth was nearly ripped to shreds. The oddest thing about her, though, she had a heat-sensitive sticker, just like us. Who could this stranger be?
AN: Sorry about the short chapter... to be honest, very few of them will be long. I have a general idea about how I'm going to make this happen, but gee... I dunno. I'll update when I'm either bored or procrastinating, but with summer I'll try to update as much as possible. If you want to criticize, go ahead. Just think before you type. I'm very open to criticism, but only if it will make me a better writer.
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