.hack//STUPIDFRIGGINGLITCH
DISCLAIMER: Skeith is going to present today's disclaimer, because he's special. *Skeith
walks up.* Skeith: Tracea does not own .hack. I own her, though. Tracea: Shut up. e_e;
Skeith treaded into the dungeon. When he walked into the first room, the one after the entrance
room, he was greeted by the Wavemaster who had stolen his staff. That evil, brown-haired,
brown outfitted Wavemaster! The Wavemaster had his own staff in his right hand, and Skeith's
staff in the other. "Gimme back my staff you little brat!" Skeith growled angrily. The
Wavemaster grinned, "Do you think I'd just hand it over?" "Uhm...Yes. Yes I do." "..You're
pathetic. Well, anyways! If you want your staff back, you'll have to get through a couple of tricks
I've laid in this dungeon. Hehe." And with that, the Wavemaster stuck out his tongue at Skeith,
then turned and ran off into the next room. Skeith followed him, but was stopped in the next
room by the sight of himself. He was all over the room, on the walls, ceiling and floor. "W-What
the hell is going on!?" He took a step back, and all the other Skeiths in the room did the same. He
stepped forward, and the others followed. He then looked down and stomped on the floor a
couple of times until the image shattered, along with the mirror. He grinned, "So this is just a
room full of mirrors." He took a deep breath and yelled as loud as he could, "YOU THINK YOU
COULD FOOL ME WITH A CHEAP TRICK LIKE THAT? HAH!" The Skeiths in the mirrors
disappeared and were replaced with images of the Wavemaster. All of them spoke at the same
time, "I don't see any cheap tricks around here." The Terror of Death looked around at all of the
mirrors, then began to smash them, one by one. Shatters rang out through the room as the glass in
the mirrors broke into pieces and landed on the ground at Skeith's feet. In order to break the
mirrors on the ceiling, he took large mirror shards and hurled them at the ceiling. Soon, all of the
mirrors were broken and the images were gone. He sat down amongst the broken glass shards,
but saw no Wavemaster. "How do you get a mirror image..without anything there for the mirrors
to reflect off of?" The childish voice of the Wavemaster rang out, "Oh, there was something for
them to reflect." The Phase looked ahead and saw himself, except this time, it wasn't in a mirror.
He suddenly looked down at his outfit. Brown. Not red like it was supposed to be. His eyes
moved up to look at his bangs. They were brown. His hair was brown and not black. He suddenly
realized what was going on He was the Wavemaster! And the Wavemaster was him! His mind
was racing as he stood up. "Tell me what's going on!" The imposter Skeith laughed, "Is it that
hard to figure out?" He took one step forward, and his image shifted. Instead of Skeith standing
there, it was the legendary dot Hacker, Kite. Skeith stared and stood up, then stepped back. The
imposter Kite stepped forward. Whenever Skeith backed up, the false Kite would get closer. No
matter how many steps backwards the Terror of Death took, it seemed like he was staying in one
spot while the false Kite got closer. "L-Leave me alone..! Get away from me!" The Kite imposter
kept advancing towards the frightened Phase until he was standing right in front of him. "GET
AWAY!" Skeith swung his hand out and it went right through the Kite image. It disappeared,
and Skeith found out what was happening. "This is all a trick. Just a big trick!" The shards of the
mirrors on the floor disappeared and so did the broken mirror frames. He looked down and
realized he was back to his old self, then looked back up to see the Wavemaster, who was
standing there, staring. Skeith walked up, grabbed his staff from the Wavemaster, then turned
around and walked up to the opening that would lead to the entrance where he came in. He
stopped as he got to the opening. "I'm not that stupid. I saw through your game of deceit, Innis."
and with that, he exited the dungeon.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hoo boy. This was fun to write. Uhm. Yes. Now review. NOW! MY YAMI COMMANDS
YOU!
DISCLAIMER: Skeith is going to present today's disclaimer, because he's special. *Skeith
walks up.* Skeith: Tracea does not own .hack. I own her, though. Tracea: Shut up. e_e;
Skeith treaded into the dungeon. When he walked into the first room, the one after the entrance
room, he was greeted by the Wavemaster who had stolen his staff. That evil, brown-haired,
brown outfitted Wavemaster! The Wavemaster had his own staff in his right hand, and Skeith's
staff in the other. "Gimme back my staff you little brat!" Skeith growled angrily. The
Wavemaster grinned, "Do you think I'd just hand it over?" "Uhm...Yes. Yes I do." "..You're
pathetic. Well, anyways! If you want your staff back, you'll have to get through a couple of tricks
I've laid in this dungeon. Hehe." And with that, the Wavemaster stuck out his tongue at Skeith,
then turned and ran off into the next room. Skeith followed him, but was stopped in the next
room by the sight of himself. He was all over the room, on the walls, ceiling and floor. "W-What
the hell is going on!?" He took a step back, and all the other Skeiths in the room did the same. He
stepped forward, and the others followed. He then looked down and stomped on the floor a
couple of times until the image shattered, along with the mirror. He grinned, "So this is just a
room full of mirrors." He took a deep breath and yelled as loud as he could, "YOU THINK YOU
COULD FOOL ME WITH A CHEAP TRICK LIKE THAT? HAH!" The Skeiths in the mirrors
disappeared and were replaced with images of the Wavemaster. All of them spoke at the same
time, "I don't see any cheap tricks around here." The Terror of Death looked around at all of the
mirrors, then began to smash them, one by one. Shatters rang out through the room as the glass in
the mirrors broke into pieces and landed on the ground at Skeith's feet. In order to break the
mirrors on the ceiling, he took large mirror shards and hurled them at the ceiling. Soon, all of the
mirrors were broken and the images were gone. He sat down amongst the broken glass shards,
but saw no Wavemaster. "How do you get a mirror image..without anything there for the mirrors
to reflect off of?" The childish voice of the Wavemaster rang out, "Oh, there was something for
them to reflect." The Phase looked ahead and saw himself, except this time, it wasn't in a mirror.
He suddenly looked down at his outfit. Brown. Not red like it was supposed to be. His eyes
moved up to look at his bangs. They were brown. His hair was brown and not black. He suddenly
realized what was going on He was the Wavemaster! And the Wavemaster was him! His mind
was racing as he stood up. "Tell me what's going on!" The imposter Skeith laughed, "Is it that
hard to figure out?" He took one step forward, and his image shifted. Instead of Skeith standing
there, it was the legendary dot Hacker, Kite. Skeith stared and stood up, then stepped back. The
imposter Kite stepped forward. Whenever Skeith backed up, the false Kite would get closer. No
matter how many steps backwards the Terror of Death took, it seemed like he was staying in one
spot while the false Kite got closer. "L-Leave me alone..! Get away from me!" The Kite imposter
kept advancing towards the frightened Phase until he was standing right in front of him. "GET
AWAY!" Skeith swung his hand out and it went right through the Kite image. It disappeared,
and Skeith found out what was happening. "This is all a trick. Just a big trick!" The shards of the
mirrors on the floor disappeared and so did the broken mirror frames. He looked down and
realized he was back to his old self, then looked back up to see the Wavemaster, who was
standing there, staring. Skeith walked up, grabbed his staff from the Wavemaster, then turned
around and walked up to the opening that would lead to the entrance where he came in. He
stopped as he got to the opening. "I'm not that stupid. I saw through your game of deceit, Innis."
and with that, he exited the dungeon.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hoo boy. This was fun to write. Uhm. Yes. Now review. NOW! MY YAMI COMMANDS
YOU!