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-Part 1-
-Chapter 3: Heroes-
To say Rea and Faire were in pain is the equivalent of saying an atom bomb is pretty bad. Every fiber of their being seemed to be on fire. Rea, keeping true to his ability to hold his tongue, was only screaming at the top of his lungs. Faire, however, had some less savory words to say. And no, I'm not going to write down what they were.
The pain seemed to last forever. Pulsing, throbbing, growing more and more until-
It was gone.
The siblings were lying on the ground of their house, alone. Sans was nowhere to be seen, and it seemed like the very world outside their front door had vanished. Rea tried to move his limbs only to find they were pinned to the ground, along with his legs, by a pain of detached hands. Faire noticed the same to be true for her. The two laid there for a while until a disembodied voice rang out in their ears.
"Humans, with the intent to face your fears: know now that the path you are taking is not one that can be stopped preemptively. If you wish to begin your quest to save the Prince of Darkness, you should know where your actions will lead you."
When the voice had finished, the room around Rea and Faire faded away, replaced instead by a battlefield. Everywhere the siblings looked, they noticed another corpse of a human they knew, but two bodies stood out, even though they were the only two Rea and Faire didn't know. A dark-haired boy lying limp against a rock, a single gash running across the length of his chest. A pretty blonde girl swinging an axe while tears ran down her face. Monsters and humans clashing once again.
"There is more to your journey than the boy. Retrace the adventure set out by the humans before you. Seek out the man who speaks in hands. But know that this is where your quest will lead you."
The voice stopped again, and the hands holding the teens down vanished. Standing up, Rea looked into the battlefield, only to be welcomed with a vision of himself being engulfed in a beam of flames, cast out from a very particular teacher of his. Faire disappeared for a moment, then reappeared with her lower half simply gone, a pool of blood growing beneath her.
"Rea…why?" her ghastly voice called out to him. "Why did you leave me alone in this hell!? WHY DID YOU LET ME DIE?!"
Rea and Faire both woke up screaming.
"You can't be serious," Faire said, having to jog to keep pace with Rea. "You saw what happens: you do this, you die! And I'm not letting that happen. You're all I have left, Rea, and I'm not losing you too."
"Faire, I know what I saw. But that's more reason than ever to go! Whatever catastrophe lead to that moment, I have to make sure it doesn't happen! I have to know what it is that could possibly lead Teach to killing me!"
"Did it ever occur to you," Faire was virtually running now, "that maybe it's you going on this journey that leads to that pandemonium?"
"Then that's a risk I'm going to have to take."
"Not alone, it isn't." Faire finally got up enough speed to cut Rea off. "If it really is this journey that leads to that battle, then maybe if I go with you, it will change that path."
"Heh, be careful Faire, or it'll seem like you care about me for a second," Rea mused.
Faire chuckled. "Yeah, and heaven forbid I actually care about something." Her expression turned much darker. "But did those two others stick out to you, too?"
"Who, blondie and dead guy?"
"For lack of a better term, yes. I wonder why they seemed so much more important than the others."
"You mean you didn't see it?" Rea asked, genuinely surprised. It had been rather obvious to him who those two were. "The woman had the same facial structure and eye color as you, and the guy looked pretty much like a well-groomed me."
"Mom and Dad," Faire gasped.
A solitary figure sat in a dull grey room. This creature had not moved a muscle for nearly a century. Until, without warning, it stood for a moment. Then it sat back down like it seemed to think better of standing. The figure repeated this several times, until finally it didn't sit back down. It stood there, completely silent, then gazed at the ceiling.
A pretty blonde girl was sprinting to try and make it to class on time. Her watch buzzed suddenly, signaling she had a new message. As she was already really late, she decided not to look. It's rather a pity, really. If she had read it, she would have been saved a lot of trouble. For example, she would have been saved the heartache of walking towards a crater where her school had been. She also would have been spared the image of her best friend's corpse strung out across the ground at her feet. And yet, she saw all of it. And yet, in all the carnage, what stood out to her most were the seven bodies lying motionless at the center of the crater. She didn't know why they stood out to her. Then, all at once, it occurred to her. One of the bodies was hers…
She awoke from the nightmare in a cold sweat.
A dark-haired boy sat in a classroom doodling in a notebook. Hearing the teacher call his name, he glanced up, startled when he saw that all his classmates had vanished. Knowing he must be hearing things, he went back to his doodles, finding instead a solitary word: CHARA. The ink turned red and started to bleed out of the page, turning instead into drawings of seven corpses, each mangled almost beyond recognition. He recognized one as himself…
The boy shook himself from the daydream.
Two siblings stood in the middle of a one-way street, with nobody in the world except for each other. They exchanged a few words, but it all boiled down to one thing: No matter who those other two were, they would have to find them before going any further. "You ready?" the boy asked.
A girl laid sobbing in her bed, scared of the images she had seen. Through it all, though, she was more determined than ever. She would AVENGE her brother, no matter the cost. "If that is what it takes to get my vengeance…"
A boy sat shaking in the middle of class, all eyes on him. As a single tear ran down his cheek, he was more determined than ever. He would find those others. And he would FIX this broken world. "If that is what it will take to change this world…"
A flower sat alone in the bottom of a pit, its smile wavering. "So, these humans wish to help me, do they? Well then…"
A lone figure stood in a dull grey room, smiling for the first time in centuries. It spoke in a strange language. "So, these are the children of the future? Heh, I can't wait to go with them…"
A child looked out over the sea, remembering its adventures in the Underworld, and determined to relive them. "I will be the one to save this world..."
Seven heroes spoke in unison.
"I'm ready."
Hey, guys! Asriel is just the beginning. So, let's see where this story goes. Hell, at this point, even I'm not sure where this is going. Also, I'm really liking the conflicting points of view in the comments section.
