The Last Eliminator
Hello everyone! ^^ I've been absent...just a little busy, is all. Hope you like this segment-see you soon!
Disclaimer: I do not own FOP. Though I think some of you would raise your hands if I asked you if you wanted a set of Fairy godparents....
In the Onyx Abyss
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Quote (Why I use these things, I'll never know, but I like them a great deal. ^^)
The night has a thousand eyes.
And the day but one.
Yet the light of a full day dies,
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes.
And the heart but one.
Yet the light of a full life dies-
When all is said and done.
"POOF! TIMMY!"
Wanda's hand was stretched forwards, her mouth moving wordlessly.
"P-Poof....."
But she had seen the little cream puff being swallowed up.
"T-Timmy...."
There had been no replying answer as the Darkness departed in a haze of shadow, even as Cosmo slammed his fist onto the keyboard of the
controls.
Nothing at all.
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It was needless to say-the Darkness had not expected the young boy to have a tagalong this time.
Still, even with the mess of debris, it decided it did not care very much, even as it began to scrutinize Poof's motionless body.
A ripple passed through in the death silence-the thousand little voices that were-and are-the Dark, it vaguely remembered this little....purple
basketball-thing.
A fairy baby. Certainly rare in today's universe-the things were thought too dangerous to exist.
Mainly because they were hopelessly cute....and deadly.
More then often, deadly.
This creature had used its magic alongside the three universal wands a few months ago.
It remembered the little creature Timmy cast in all too well.
The Darkness pondered in the shadows for a minute or so, wondering if it ought to send the little fairy straight into its outer corridors. It had
obtained Timmy....was that not good enough?
Still.....
Two hearts were better one.
As the two were pulled, once again-at the Darkness' inner core, Poof still locked in Timmy's hug, the boy's eyes flickered open.
A small smile was visible on his lips for the briefest second.
Now....hopefully, with what magic the fairy had naturally growing inside him.....and if the Darkness was going to cast the two into an illusion....
The boy found everything moving all the more slowly, as if every once fluid motion was being covered in syrup.
The air was getting all the more thinner. His head was beginning to spin.
He squeezed Poof-and found himself sinking into oblivion, heart thudding with the knowledge of what he was going to do next.
Small chance of victory, seeing as he was calling on every human in the world....large chance of death.
Well, what was he waiting for?
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Ooookay. This is going to sound strange....but you might see yourself in the next chappy.
Take care!
