Author's Note: High C flat.
The Cliché 4
"The Revenge of Steve-0"
CHAPTER 1
Continued from Cliché 3: Steve-0 lay alone in a pool of his own blood. It had been two full hours since the Ellimist and Crayak stripped him of his writing powers by covering him with Writer's Block. This left him at the mercy of the Animorphs, who later destroyed Steve-0 forever ending his reign of terror…or so it seemed.
"I must refuel." Steve-0 moaned lightly as he weakly pulled out a tiny computer from his pocket. He winced in pain as he clicked his way to Fanfiction.net.
"Must look at the lowest rated fanfiction. Hmm…Metaphors. Looks promising." He clicked on the story. "A-ha, this story has absolutely nothing to do with the Animorphs, and appears to be nothing but a bunch of nonsense ramblings about nothing!" Steve-0 felt himself getting stronger. "I must have more. Yes, a story written in all caps! The grammar and spelling is horrible, and the whole story is about as long as the Animorph TV actor's talent. MORE!" Steve-0 furiously started scanning through the low rated stories. "Ewwww! Incest story! GROSS!" Steve-0 felt the power coursing through his veins. "1 ¾, hehehehe. Oh, here's one that has no html formatting, wonderful!" Steve-0 stood up, he was now strong enough to move around, but he needed more. "The Kandrona Chronicles Part 4, What are they doing here? Yes I found it! The Cliché 3!" Steve-o began to glow with pure energy.
"NOW THE WRATH OF STEVE-0 SHALL BEGIN!"
"Okay, that was a little over the top. Let's tone it down a bit." Steve-0 transported himself to the Ellimist and Crayaks area of space. They were laughing and bragging to each other about their evil trick to Bob, the Universal Janitor.
"THEN RACHEL TAKES THIS AX, AND LOPS OFF HIS HEAD. IT WAS GREAT!" The Crayak explained. Bob just nodded incoherently.
"Hello, boys. Miss me?" Steve-0 said as he materialized out of Bob's mop bucket.
"IT'S IMPOSSIBLE!" The Ellimist cried. Steve-0 flipped over Bob's chair and poked out the Crayak's big red eye.
"YOU CAN'T POSSIBLY HOPE YOU CAN DEFEAT US." The Crayak cried as he covered his eye.
"I'm a fanfic writer, I can do what ever I want. I can turn Cassie into a homicidal maniac. I can make Rachel have Jake's baby. I can even write an animorphs poem.
I may not be good at poetry
So with parodies I must stay
But you don't have to worry
Because I torched your contract with K.A.A."
Just then the Crayak and the Ellimist started to disappear.
"LOOKS LIKE Its BACK TO THE OMNIPOTENT BEINGS UNEMPLOYMENT LINE." The Ellimist yelled as he quickly disintegrated along with the Crayak. Steve-0 turned his attention towards Bob.
"Luckily, the public seems to love you. So I can't kill you off. But as punishment you will be forced to become the mascot of all my stories." Steve-0 said. Bob nodded incoherently.
"Good, Now I have other business to attend to." Steve-0 stepped back into Bob's mop bucket and dematerialized.
CHAPTER 2
Meanwhile…
Jake, Marco, Rachel, Tobias, Cassie, and Ax were in their battle morphs during a heated battle with the Yeerks in the Hork-Bajir forest.
Damn, this is a tough fight. Tobias said, as he dodged a blast from a Dracon Beam.
I agree, but at least things seem to be back to normal. Cassie noted.
If you can call fighting aliens normal. Marco noted, as he punched a hork-bajir controller with his large gorilla fists.
I believe Cassie is referring to the death of that fanfic writer, Marco. Ax said.
I agree, I'd much rather be fighting Yeerks, than reliving really bad fanfiction. We just have to remember to thank the Ellimist for getting rid of what's his name. Jake said as he tackled a human controller in his tiger morph.
Tallyho! You mean Steve-0. Rachel said.
"Did I hear somebody say my name." Steve-0 appeared in the trees as time stopped.
Oh great. Marco complained. It's the fanfic sell-out. Don't you have any artistic integrity at all?
"Why Marco whatever could you mean."
I mean instead of writing some wonderful serious fanfiction, you embezzle your high ratings by writing these silly little cliché stories.
"I see what you mean, but writing serious stories is so boring. I'd much rather write these."
I understand where you coming from, but why pick on us? The Animorphs is a children's book series, you're like 22. Cassie said.
"I'm 18."
Whatever, I'm just saying you need to grow up.
" Hey I don't need to take this. I'm bigger and stronger than you are. Respect your Elders! I'm going to teach you all a lesson."
Oh god, what are you going to do kill us. It's been done. When will you damn writers learn that! Rachel yelled.
"You don't get it. It's my duty." Steve-0 said as he caused a gun to materialize in his hand.
NO, STEVE-0 YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. It was Bob, the Universal Janitor. With ninja-like reflexes he hurled a large sponge at Steve-0, and Steve-0 was sucked inside it.
Thank-you, sir. You saved our butts.
FORGET ABOUT IT. YOU SEE IF STEVE-0 KILLED YOU, THERE WOULD BE NO ROOM FOR THE CLICHÉ 5, AND I JUST GOT SIGNED AS A NEW CHARACTER.
Who are you? Ax asked.
MY NAME IS BOB…
END