Disclaimers 'n' crap: Haihai peeps! Wow, 2 chapters in one update! Yay me! Actually, this was going to be one chapter, but I decided to divide it up for shorter chapters which equals easier reading (trust me). Some warnings beforehand: there will be A LOT of blood and gore in this chapter. There will also be the long-awaited explanation for the worldgates and "The Accident". You already know who and what I do and don't own. Enjoy!
Auggie batted away demons with the butt of his sniper rifle, shooting when he got the chance. He stayed crouched low over Juliette, protecting her. She was still unconscious.
Dammit, Jules, thought Auggie Wake up! I need you! Almost as though on cue, Juliette suddenly sprang up, seized two daggers from her belt and began slashing left and right. Even against great numbers, Juliette wouldn't go without a fight. His confidence restored, Auggie flipped his rifle around and started shoot everything that was black and moved.
"Auggie!"
Suddenly, everything went black. Not unconscious black, but completely surrounded by a swarming horde of demons black. Auggie felt their cold hands seize him, and then, to his horror, he heard Juliette let out a mortal shriek. The demons threw him to the ground, and then, as quickly as their numbers had doubled, they scuttled away into the trees. Auggie forced himself upright and looked around. He froze. Juliette was lying motionless a few feet away from him. She was bleeding profusely from many places. Her daggers, now covered in blood, lay beside her. Auggie rushed forward and scooped her up.
"Jules! Jules!" he breathed. With what seemed to be a great effort, Juliette opened her eyes.
"…Auggie…?" she murmured.
"Jules…" said Auggie, his usually sturdy voice shaking "…You're…you're gonna be okay. We'll…we'll get you to the medics, they'll…"
"It's too late for me, Auggie," said Juliette, smiling for some reason "I always knew I was a cutter, but…I never thought I'd die like this…"
"Jules," said Auggie "You're not gonna die!"
"Face facts, Auggie," said Juliette, faintly "Just…do me one more favor…"
"Anything," said Auggie.
"Explain…the worldgates to me…one last time…" said Juliette. Auggie sighed.
"Worldgates," he said, his voice sounding official "The portals that lead from the main world, formally called "The Crystal Journeys", to other dimensions. These dimensions include most media that would be seen as just T.V. shows or video games to the people of The Crystal Journeys. We first met Hannah when she was accidentally thrown through the worldgate that leads to our home world, Higher Ground. Scott was chosen for the Alliance, and when the Realm Master had seen all episodes of Higher Ground, she sent him back there to finish his life. When he and Shelby died in a car accident, Scott was sent back in time to when he had left The Crystal Journeys, and he was the same age and everything…it was like he'd never left. The worldgate to Higher Ground closed and wasn't supposed to be able to open again…and then those stealth guys, Snake and Raiden, came for us, and the gate opened again. They came from another world too, remember? That video game Scott liked…Metal Gear Solid."
"I hope…the worldgate opens up for me…" said Juliette, her voice fading "…so I can go…back…home…" And then, she was gone. Auggie looked up to the darkening sky to see a swirling vortex of purple, a worldgate. Juliette was going home. Auggie wept silently over the loss of the one girl in his life he had ever considered special.
PSHHHFFFF
Auggie's eyes widened in shock as the high caliber sniper bullet tore through his skull, seemingly in slow motion. He managed to gasp out one last word "…Juliette…" before he collapsed on her body, dead. A lone figure stood among the high branches in the trees, holding Auggie's sniper rifle. She turned on her communicator.
"Mother," she said "Augusto and Juliette have been successfully eliminated."
"Excellent work, Aelita," said the voice on the other end "I'm proud of you."
"Dais? I don't think we're gonna get off this battlefield without killing ourselves!" yelled Ezra.
"Oh, shut up and just kick every ass you see!" Daisy yelled back, knocking back half a platoon with a fierce sweep of her hand. Then, she stumbled. Flashes of a premonition came to her. Death. That was all she could make of it. Maybe Ezra was right. As much as she wanted to, Daisy didn't have time to get all existential. Ezra yanked the pull out of a DE grenade and threw it far into the enemy flanks. It went off with a BANG and sent troops flying, then they disintegrated.
"Stop. Leave them to me." The horde froze, then backed away. Daisy and Ezra turned to the speaker. It was Aelita. She had her hand raised in front of her.
"What do you want?" said Daisy.
"What I always want," said Aelita, smiling "To have a little fun."
"What are you…" Daisy was cut off by the click of a gun being loaded. She turned to find herself staring down the barrel of Ezra's chemical missile launcher. Ezra's face looked different. Even though the missile launcher was the only indication, Daisy could tell that Aelita was controlling Ezra. Usually in an anime-visual-based world, a character who was being mind-controlled would lose the light in their eyes or most of the color in their skin. Aelita had the unique ability to control people without that happening. Daisy knew there was only one thing to do: fight fire with fire.
She closed her eyes and focused hard on Erza's mind. Aelita sensed this and tried to fight it. All three of them had their brows furrowed hard in concentration. Ezra was in great pain from having two people trying to get a hold on his mind, but no one seemed to notice. Both girls let out one last scream of frustration before there was a sickening splat. The horde immediately disappeared. Ezra's body lay in a puddle of blood and splattered guts. The psychic conflict had caused his head to explode. It was a sickening sight. Daisy looked at it as though she was looking at the most normal scene in the world. Then, she turned to Aelita and pulled two .50 caliber pistols out of their holsters. She pointed one at her head and one at her heart.
"You're good with mind reading," she said, calmly "So tell me…did I really love Ezra?" Aelita's expression remained its usual blank.
"Yes," she said. Daisy nodded, closed her eyes, and pulled the triggers.
BLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAM
David's machine gun was pumping out glowing purple bullets faster than a locomotive. Kat's crossbow was pumping out glowing purple arrows faster than another locomotive. They had been cornered on top of a small hill. They were obviously outnumbered. Their situation was a Worst Case Scenario.
"How much longer do you think we can hold out, Kat?" yelled David over the blare of his gun.
"I don't know!" Kat yelled back "Maybe 3 minutes?" Suddenly, the sound of David's final, blood-curdling scream tore through the air, his machine gun went silent, and the demonic troops scattered. Kat heard something go thump behind her. She turned around. David's body lay, riddled with bullet holes, in a bloody heap on the ground. His gun lay not at his side, but in the arms of a certain white-haired demon girl.
"Make that 3 seconds," said Kat. Aelita threw the gun aside and bared her fists.
"This will be decided not by our skills with weapons," said Aelita "But by our skills without them." Kat removed all her weapons and faced Aelita. The two lunged. Fighting using just standard martial arts moves, they were well matched opponents. They hadn't been fighting long when Kat managed to get Aelita in a leg-lock.
"Owowowowowowow! Stopstopstop! YouwinIsurrender!" she yelled. Kat, sweating profusely, slowly let her go. Then, she suddenly felt Aelita seize her in a powerfully headlock, and, before she could counter, everything went black.
CRRRRRUNCH! SNAP!
Aelita had fatally snapped Kat's neck. She dropped the body and walked away as the blood flowed from Kat's broken neck.
"You disappointed me, Katherine," said Aelita "I had expected more of a fight from a martial artist of your stature."
Yeah, I know. That was the part where I just kill everyone off. Sorry! DON'T FLAME ME TO PIECES! AIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! (Runsawayscreaming)
Scott: Was that really necessary?
Hannah: Hey! The Realm Master needed to set a tragic tone! AT LEAST SHE USES SOME COMIC RELIEF, RIGHT?
Scott:…When you said you enjoyed torturing me, I didn't think you were serious.
Hannah: That's because I have my OWN ways of torturing YOU. (Evil grin)
Scott: O.O Ohhhhhhhhhhh crap…
