Crossover association
In a Little room there are only a desk and an idiot sleeping on said desk … WAKE UP DAMMIT!
"ZZZZZZZZZ huh, dude what are you doing in my office?" The young man said still sleepy.
The god dammed recruitment video, stand up we have work to do, the young man stood up from his chair with a height of about 190cm, he was chubby with a broad body structure, his hair black and could be considered a disaster zone because of how messy it was and his eyes were light brown…he also had quite a lot of acne.
"Hey it's not that much, and why are you narrating? Isn't this a video?"
SHUT UP AND WORK!
"Ok, calm down, alright we are the crossover association"
No matter how much I hear that name it still sucks
"SHUT UP I KNOW!"
Wow a little grumpy today?
"We are the crossover association, we created a weird technology that allows us to cross over to different words THAT'S WHY WE HAVE A HORRIBLE NAME but this allows us to study different things about those words because no rule is applicable in every world, not just that we can get resources that we can't get in any other world also technology, fighting styles, culture and many other things"
And here comes the bad part folks.
"Yes, unfortunately because we used this technology like morons the first time we got our hands on it we pretty much went to show off… well not really there were many plans about opening trading lines with many words and having a big peaceful friendship, things went as well as you might have expected, thanks to us giving that technology to anyone we ended up creating what we call "crossover terrorism".
Wow creating your own enemy by accident, I have never heard that one before, I said sarcastically, he was now looking at me angrily.
"Well thanks to that there is people selling technology ages more advanced than they are supposed to own, slave trading and megalomaniacs trying to take over more than their own worlds"
You know for a recruitment video you have made a pretty bad job.
"Hooo yes I have to do that, if you want to enjoy adventure, knowledge or simply see some bat shit crazy stuff well come here, we are divided into zones, every zone has to explore, study and stop the "crossover terrorism" in it, you will be able to fight, explore, study and maybe forge alliances with other worlds, if you decide to join then good luck if you get assigned to zone 12 then I Nacho"
Hey that's the author's name this is just a shameless self-insert.
"You didn't say anything about the crossover terrorism and you are not saying anything about my name, understand?"
Ok, proceed.
"I give you a welcome to the zone I'm tha BOSS in" he turned to me angrily as if he had something to say with that statement.
Dude we are so fired, I said already knowing our fate.
"I know but the higher ops told me to do it so is their fault for being morons"
Yeah I know if we end up in the street I hunt rats and you ask for change.
"Deal"
Two months later
"We are afraid to tell you that your video was subpar but with some editing we MIGHT able to use it, yours truly "the morons"…P.S. we cut your pay" Nacho was reading in a monotone voice the letter we got after sending the video.
"You didn't edit anything out of that god forsaken video did you?" he said with an angry yet bored voice.
"No it looks like I forgot about that little part" I said trying to sound as innocent as possible to ease his anger.
"Don't worry about my anger I'm taking your payment as compensation" he said still sounding bored.
"Hey that's unfair" I said as my great plead for just-.
"STOP NARRATING DAMMIT!" he said angry interrupting me quite rudely.
"!" he screamed as his fist was going right to my fa-.
"I must punch quite slowly for him to say all that before it connected"
Author's notes:
So yeah my first try with fan fiction, to be clear I don't know where I'm going with this and who knows if I'm even continuing it just came in a moment of boredom who know I might be able to make some good stories and crossovers with this.
And please be gentle with me as I said I just said "hey I might as well publish something"