The Young and the Hopeless
Chapter 8: Intermediate
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The place it had found itself was dark and dank, but was mostly dry and provided a safe haven. The creature hadn't known of the dark one's strength nor had it expected the hated non-sister to be so strong. Its intermolecular bonds had held, however, and it had been able to make an escape when all eyes had been focused on the non-sister. Unable to understand the word 'whore,' it was still all it could think of.
It had been foolish, making some small mistake, and Spaces Forces had been able to capture it. But even such an advanced station showed signs of wear and aging that could be exploited. The creature learned long ago that it could escape through any fissure. While it had not planned on landing on the dark Tamaranean, it had relished in its good luck and stolen a lock of hair on its way out. All its memory cells had been erased after capture and it had not known how it was going escape off of the tiny moon. But, with the power of flight interlaced in the black hair, the creature was able to modify its plan.
What it had not expected was to be bombarded with such strong feelings. The dark one had felt such intense hatred towards the non-sister and, flying through space, all the creature could think of was "Starfire," "Jump City," and "punish." There were many stops to find the planet Earth and many times the creature could have returned to its natural state and disappeared. The Tamaranean's feelings were strong, however, and it could not escape the call to hurt the non-sister.
Angry at having been lead to such a small, confusing planet, the creature mixed its own feelings with that of its donor. The light bolts had been a welcome surprise, as it could not remember Tamaraneans having such a power, and it had quickly used them for its own purposes. And those of the dark one. The non-sister hadn't come immediately after the explosion rocked the weak structure, but she had come eventually and brought others. It had not counted on other beings and so it slinked back to the safe place.
Exploring the safe place, the creature had discovered things that made loud noises and bright lights. Shifting back into the body of the Tamaranean had shielded it from the blast and it had been filled with new feelings. Even when the witch had come and hurled darkness towards it, the creature had not been able to stop its "laughter." The non-sister had come and hurt it – the Tamaranean's DNA must have been breaking down – and it managed to steal from the non-sister before sinking back through the cracks.
Now all it could think of was the red girl and how she wanted the masked boy. It was difficult to stay in one place, but the creature knew it wasn't well enough to slink back to the surface just yet. Clenching its new formed fists and reacquainting itself to the new, green, light bolts, it waited and grew depressed. It hoped the masked boy would come alone so that it could see him before killing the witch and the red girl. The smell of new soil and the sound of light voices brought it out of its hiding spot. It was ready.
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Quick Note: I promised fluff for this chapter, but, I finally got inspiration for the villain! Its non-cannon and just some random creature from space, nothing too snazzy, but, I liked the way it tied everything together. Short little "intermission" of sorts; I figured you like a little explanation. I'm going to try and get as many chapters up as possible today (I'm really in a writing mood), because school starts tomorrow. Cross your fingers, kids.