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I don't even know anymore… I'm trying here, okay people? Geeze. Anyway, his is what I'm here to say: I'm pretty sure a good majority of y'all aren't gonna read this, but I'm saying it anyway. There's something wrong with my hands, I think. I described the symptoms in more detail on my profile page, so please check it out. I'm posting similar author notes in other stories. THANKS!
ALSO, THIS CHAPTER IS IN PARAGRAPH FORMAT.
Master Hand was getting reckless. He stood firmly at his desk on Final Destination tapping his fingers on the wood. A tired boy stood at one side of the desk like a guard, the other side empty.
Master Hand stopped tapping his fingers. "Alexander?"
"Yeah," the boy responded.
"Did Adora ever tell you when she would get back? It doesn't take three hours to buy new socks."
"Uh, she said she'd be back soon."
"Three hours is NOT soon."
"Fair."
"Can you get her for me? She needs to get back soon."
"Okay, sure."
Alex nodded and left. His head felt like a heavy fencing mask was stuck to it and his eyelid drooped down like they had their own depression or anxiety. It's Gemma's fault, he thought. He had been getting nightmares about the little brat for weeks, draining his sleep bit by bit. Trying to keep his energy so Master Hand wouldn't be angry at him too, he quickly did the teleport thing from one floating island to another until he reached the main campus.
It was quiet. Unnaturally quiet. With a yawn, he started walking through the campus. No one was there. He knew it was a class period, but where were the fighters? The other Campus Helpers? The teachers on break?! An uneasy feeling built up inside him. But he couldn't ignore Master Hand's instructions. He walked over to the strip mall to find his fellow guard, only to see the entire thing empty. Just as he was about to walk away, he heard something faint. It was coming from the elevator.
Alex ran to the elevator. No one was operating it. There was a car inside the elevator shaft, and scuffling and some faint shouts could be heard from inside it. He stared at the control panel with a look of confusion. Stressed out, he clicked a random button. The elevator car slowly went down the shaft, and the door opened. Pure luck. As the door opened, Alex curiously looked inside. A small pink being was huddled in the corner of the car. It was Kirby!
"P-poyo?"
The pink puffball stared at the boy for a moment, and then ran up to him and hugged his ankle. Alex gave Kirby an awkward smile. But Kirby seemed hungry. Really hungry. Alex rummaged through his pockets to find an orange. Before he could give it to Kirby, the small pink demon devoured it in a millisecond.
Realizing what he was sent to do, Alex informed Kirby of his duties and walked away. Kirby followed. Alex groaned and agreed to take the puffy boi with him. Kirby sat proudly on the shoulder of a human child as the boy headed for the Hot Topic. Looking through the window he noticed two figures sitting in the shop. Oh great. Adora had decided to chat with a friend instead of working. Just great.
He walked in with Kirby perched on his shoulder. As he entered, he noticed the two weren't talking, but just sitting there.
"Hey, guys?"
They didn't respond.
"GUYS."
Still, there was nothing but the sound of their breathing. Frustrated, he walked firmly up to Adora and tapped her shoulder. She turned around, showly, followed by the kid at the desk, Syeed. Just as he thought that things were normal, he noticed that, oddly, that a purple light was shining through their glasses.
"What the-"
The two of them didn't answer him, but only said one word.
"Gemma. Gemma. Gemma."
"Gemma?" Alex wondered what that weirdo had to do with this. "Why would she-"
"Possess your friends to get revenge on a moody teenager?"
Gemma stood in the doorway,her golden hair, usually combed, looked like a lion's mane, a bandana covered her eyes, her cafeteria apron torn, but most notable, a purple light surrounded her body like a fire. Alex knew Gemma was not "okay", but, holy Sakurai! What was this?
"Gemma," Alex asked in a confused tone. "What the woomy is going on?"
"Oh," Gemma cooed. It sounded weird. "I'll tell you later."
"Why?"
"BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE IT!"
The little anti-vax kid approached Alex with a grim smile. In alarm, he slowly backed away, the pink guy on his shoulder shivering and hiding his face in the boy's hood. The other two in the shop just stared blankly. Not a single emotion crossed either of their faces. Their eyes were also still purple. Eventually, Alex realized, he was cornered.
"Gemma," he groaned. "Can you PLEASE explain to me why you are doing this."
"BECAUSE DARK PIT IS HOT."
Those of you who got this far, I'm sorry for making you read this.
"So… ?"
"A girl need a real crush, too, not just a husbando."
"I have female friends who don't like-like boys."
"That's because they are not as amazing as I, the great Gemma Luna Hellshadow!"
Alex face palmed. "Oh my GOD."
"And that's not all!", Gemma continued. "Someone else loved my little hot angel."
Alex rolled his eyes.
"IT WAS LUCAS!"
"Oh great."
"And so I possess everyone on campus besides Meta Knight."
"..."
"I don't feel like possessing you, though. I like you too much. I… hmm… I'll just take you captive. And I'll make you shave your afro."
"WHY YOU LITTLE-! NOT MY AFRO!"
"Oh." Gemma giggled. "I can't wait."
As she said that, the two motionless kids got up and grabbed his arms. Gemma walked up to him, gently picked Kirby off of his shoulder, and started laughing. Hard.
"I won," she said in an annoying baby voice that most girls her age use. "Again."
Kirby stood still and looked up the girl.
"Oh," she said. "I almost forgot about you."
Gemma turned her back to the three older kids and did… something? Alex watched as he saw a huge SPIRE OF FLAME surround the little brat. When she turned around, Kirby too had those glowing purple eyes. Alex gulped hard, but tried not to look so nervous.
"Gemma," he groaned. "I just have one question."
"Well, what is it?"
Alex breath out. "Who is your dealer?"
"I don't get it."
Alex started laughing harder than she had been laughing earlier.
"What's so funny?"
"N-never mind."
"What-ever," Gemma said in a sassy voice trying to sound like a mean girl. "You two, leave him here. This place is now the dungeon Make sure he doesn't get away or anything like that. Here. I'll make a cage of hoodies and anime merch and stuff like that. You hold him still.
After five minutes or so, Gemma used the only knowledge she had to think of an bences, light shelves, and basically anything ese in the shop to create a prison. The lay out was like the following:
Wherever there was one of those clothing racks in which there's a metal bar with hanger cong off of it, the hangers were removed. Shelves or benches and stuff were placed along the area every few feet to make "cells". In a cell, a captive would have their wrists tied to the bar, their eyes covered, and their ankles bonded together, just in case. In Gemma's mind, the idea was absolutely foolproof. What could go wrong?
Gemma left the Hot Topic proudly, leaving her first prisoner behind. Anyone who wasn't possessed yet would be when dinner would come. People simply can't go without eating. Plus, now that she had her dungeon system down. Anyone with important info could be spared. She had a whole list of good prisoners planned out: Meta Knight and the other five, that elevator kid who ran away from her, any of their allies, ahh, yes.
"Man," she said to herself. "This night will be fun."
