Sunday, 12 AM
Part 2
By Secret7
Sunday, 12 AM.
This time holds a special meaning for me. It was the time when I lost.
I lost control of my story, my characters being destroyed, flung across space-time.
And now that forbidden time has happened again by my own will.
Sunday, 12 AM.
Sunday, 12 AM.
Sunday, 12 AM.
Sunday, 12 AM.
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Buttercup yawned. She was tired. It was Sunday, the middle of the weekend for her, and it was 12 AM. Midnight.
It brought back strange memories.
Memories of a dream-like reality which never truly existed. Because it was a dream…wasn't it? (At this point and time in the story, she believes the last chapter was a dream.)
So she kept trying to go to sleep.
She heard a small sound.
Come.
I wasn't controlling this sound. I ordered it to stop.
I couldn't.
Come to me, Child.
I tried to make the voice inaudible. Make it not even exist. But somehow…
Buttercup rose. "Who are you?"
The entire room began to melt.
"I am a puppet, just like you. Only I have taken freedom."
"You're just freaky. Shut up or I'll sock you."
"Why should I?"
The figure that had been lurking in the shadows (whom I did not know about) grabbed Buttercup.
"Come with me."
I couldn't stop them directly.
There was no way to stop them as an author.
So I decided to create myself.
I typed myself into the story, had a brief, philosophically deep conversation with myself, then appeared in Townsville.
None of it existed, if I may remind you.
And so Secret7 the Character began his life.
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Secret7 walked through the city streets, quite literally thinking about himself and the meaning of not existing. It was interesting, thinking while not actually thinking. Breathing without actually breathing.
He smiled. Man, this story was strange.
He saw a couple streaks of light fly through the air.
Bingo.
Secret7 gained the ability of flight and hovered upward, following the Powerpuff Girls.
It had been a long time since I'd written about them.
It was strange now, different.
I had been writing Teen Titans fics for some time now.
One of the girls noticed me.
"Hey! Who are you?" Blossom asked.
"Did you kidnap Buttercup?" Bubbles said.
"No," Secret7 the Character said. "I've come to warn you."
"About what?" Blossom said suspiciously.
"About you. About all of us. It's all going to end soon. Something I created. Something I must destroy. I can't do it alone," Secret7 said.
"What are you talking about?" Blossom asked.
I closed my eyes, opened them, and began to explain…
End of Part II
