Journey of the soul chapter 11

Hunter: did you catch a huge typo in the last chapter?

Hunter: cross? You there?

..huh? Oh sorry. I was playing video games

Hunter: well…at least we have something interesting to put in the intro

Wait, the intro started?!

Hunter: cross doesn't own fossil fighters! Enjoy!

Roommates. They can either be a lifelong friend or the person you would trip in a zombie apocalypse. Hunter was prepared for both when he got the message that he would be getting a roommate.

"Why didn't you just pay for the hotel room?" Spinax moaned. Hunter silently agreed with His vivosaur as he lint rolled the sofa. The agreement with the manager was that Hunter could stay for free as long as he was okay with having roommates. Hunter thought this was a great deal since nobody likes to share hotel rooms. Apparently he was wrong.

"Is it really that big of a deal to clean up for another guy who's just gonna make a slightly less wreck of the place than you?" Spinax once again moaned, "we could just leave it as is."

"You don't know me very well do you." Hunter desperately tried to flatten his gravity defying hair, "and what's this we stuff? Last time I checked, your not popping out of your medal to vacuum."

"Well excuuuuuuse me for not waiting upon your needs."

"Dramatic much?"

"Neat freak much?"

The sound of the doorbell drowned out Hunter's reply and saved his PG rating. Spinax let out one final sigh before quieting. As Hunter made it to the door, a terrible thought just occurred: what if his roommate was a girl? Suddenly he felt very paranoid. Did he smell okay? Was his visor lopsided? Did he remember to change his shirt?

"You're wearing the same shirt as yesterday?" Spinax seemed slightly disgusted.

"Is there something wrong with that?" Hunter replied.

"Yesterday, the same day you went through an ancient pyramid and took a nap on the ground." Hunter's dread multiplied as he opened the door.

(Three minutes later)

"You were seriously worried about your hair?!" Holt laughed for another three minutes, "you may be crazier than me!" Hunter knew he was crazier than what most people would believe. But still, at least his roommate would be someone he knew. Holt has taken an apprenticeship on vivosaur island and needed a place to stay. Now that Hunter knew who his roommate would be, he was much more relaxed.

"Did you remember to put on deodorant?" Spinax teased.

"HahahahahahHA!" Hunter sat on his dino medal as he and Holt continued talking. Ah, sweet silence.

"So, what do you do for fun around here?" Holt was already unpacking his stuff and looking at Hunter's bookshelf.

"Well…I don't spend a lot of time in here," Hunter scratched his head, "the computer's got television channels so you could try that."

"Sweet, what're you gonna do?"

"Level up battles are today, I'd figured I should do something normal for once."

"Cool." Hunter helped Holt with the computer, then he was on his way.

"Leaving after your new lifelong friend just shows up," spinax tutted, "how inconsiderate."

"Chill out, we've been friends." Hunter ran a hand through his hair, "it's not like I need to make a good first impression."

"Your right! It's not like the only other person your friends with thinks you're a peeping Tom!" Spinax replied cheerily. Hunter ignored the urge the throw his dino medal into the ocean. The last thing he needed now was to think about… that incident.

"Oh look! More people who don't like you!" Hunter turned. He stared at the person staring back. Well, he thinks their staring. It's hard to tell when their eyes are behind a hood. Hunter didn't know if this was the same guy who pushed him into the hole. Frankly, he didn't care. He decided to show exactly what he thought of this guy with a simple flick of the finger.

"Woah! Watch the language!" Spinax roared in Hunter's ear, "there are kids reading this!"

"Oh…sorry," the hooded figure began walking towards Hunter. Spinax made a noise that sounded like a growl, but it was hard to tell because he sneezed in the middle of it. No matter, Hunter was now face to face with the people who've messed with him more than spinax.

"What do you want from me?" Hunter glared at the darkness behind the hood. The person said nothing. Instead, they pulled out a dino medal from their pocket.

"A battle?" They nodded. Apparently these guys were the silent type, "fine. But if I win, you have to stop bugging me." They nodded again. The hood (cross: I'm calling them hoods now…because I got tired of saying hooded figure) walked towards the fossil stadium, obviously in no hurry. As if they thought they could win.

"It's been a while since I crushed someone's hopes and dreams," spinax laughed maniacally, "can't wait." Hunter wished he could wipe the smug look off spinax's face by saying he wouldn't be fighting, but spinax is his strongest vivosaur. Hunter walked to the fossil stadium in silence hoping that his partner would take the hint. Of course, he didn't and talked the whole way.

"How long do you think it'll take for me to rip his excuse for a vivosaur's head off?"

"Someone's being a little overconfident," Hunter raised an eyebrow, "now isn't the time for joking around."

"Your right, master Assassin Sora, we need to be 100% serious." Hunter ruefully remembered the fake identity he made just to… well, joke around.

After about ten minutes of sliding on his butt in the stadium, Hunter managed to pull himself up at the front desk. Apparently, the hood had already set up the match. Hunter couldn't help but wonder what would've happened if he refused.

"That possibility is best left not explored. Let us continue with the kicking of butts good sir!" Spinax the Englishman was really starting to get on Hunter's nerves. The arena was packed as usual. The hood was already standing on their side, medal in hand.

"One on one huh?" Hunter pulled spinax out of the holder, "good, I've got to pick up some groceries in a few minutes." Hunter took note that the announcers didn't say the hood's name.

"Let's get this show on the road folks! Fighters, call out your vivosaurs!" The hood called out a vivosaur called zino. It was a herbivorous creature that stood upright. Its arms ended in long sharp claws. Hunter stared at the dinosaur with more anxiety than expected. It just looked so…blank. It was like it was a robot or something.

"Spinax, prepare for battle!" Hunter called out his partner after spinning his medal. As usual, the battle began with a hurricane hurl.

"Do you have to do that every time?!" Spinax moaned between vomiting. It worked either way. Zino took a handful of puke straight to the eyes.

"We've got 'em now! Cyclone!" Spinax executed the command perfectly. A tornado threw zino into the air. It was to stunned to make a move and the hood wasn't giving commands.

"Finish it with spinax fang!" Hunter called. Spinax launches it self in the air and reared back its jaws for the fatal strike.

That's when the unexpected happened.

Hunter wasn't sure what happened. It looked as if spinax's teeth simply bounced off Zino's skin. The blank eyed monster made it's move. First, the creature brought its claws down on spinax, raking his face. A squealing sound similar to nails on a chalkboard echoed throughout the staudium. Hunter covered his ears and tried to get out another command, but he heard more than just the din.

"You have refused your path, there will be consequences."

Hunter held his head in his hands. The burning pain was similar to when he read that report log tablet.

"Pull it together! We're getting slapped right now!" Spinax brought hunter back to reality and man, reality is not pretty. Zino had driven it's claws INTO spinax's leg. He roared with pain and attempted to crunch down on zino's head, but the fangs simply were repelled. It's almost like the vivosaur was wearing armor.

"Cyclonic breath!" No more messing around. Spinax fired a laser beam from his jaws and blasted zino in the head. Fire erupted around zino. Spinax roared in triumph. Hunter smiled and wiped the sweat off his brow.

"Such acts will not be tolerated"

No less than six lasers shot from the fire and pierced spinax in the chest. Zino emerged from the flame and opened its mouth, displaying teeth with jagged edges. Hunter could practically see his reflection in them.

A sickening crack echoed throughout the stadium…

"Remember your place…X"

Hunter: Done?

…NOOOO!

Hunter: you okay?

GOSH DANG LINGERING WILL! YOU WILL DIE A FIREY DEATH! MARK MY WORDS!

Hunter: (sigh) well, for the question of the day, who do you guys think the hoods are? (They are from the fossil fighters universe)

Yeah! And extra credit to whoever can guess what game I'm playing!...SERIOUSLY!ANTI-FORM NOW?!

Hunter: …sorry this chapter's a little short but hey, quality over quantity right? Thanks for reading!

Those are my lines!...HEAL ME YOU STUPID DUCK!