Okay, SLIGHT delay in the whole process of getting the story with my labtop breaking fown, but it is awesomer now and now I can write chapter two! Now, here's the good part.
The others all began to gather in the large dining hall. The immense hall was decorated with many silthouetted pictures, thanks to the lightning, a fabulously shaded carpet like the rest of the house, cream walls, a large grandfather clock in the center main wall, and two doors that led to the kitchen and living room, respectively. The table as long and had several chairs and places for many with fantastic china. The silverware was placed perfectly, and there was nary an older cobweb in sight of the wine casing which held seven kinds of bourbon.
The ones who had cleaned had outdone themselves.
There were already several other Authors talking to each other in the hall as the group entered. King whistled.
" Fantastic," he said. " This place must have been post Victorian era, about late 1800's paint judging by the paint texture . . . no visible darkening of the cream colors or dust . . ."
" Who are you? An art critic?" Phoenix asked him annoyed.
" Yes, yes I am," King growled walking past, ruffling his collar. " You uncultured swine . . .'
" WHAT was that?"
" Guys, no fighting!" Kitten said.
" This tux is really itchy . . ." Lunatic121 groaned tugging at the stiffening collar. His suit was already well dusted and sewn, flame retardent and had a red floer pinned to the front, and was a LARGER change from his usual attire of a Chuck Norris wannabe, or at the most, a rodeo rider. However, his red and indigo mop was still untamable. " Can I take this off now?"
" No, Loony," D-Dude said walking past. " it's a dinner party, not an insane-off."
" Aw maaaan!" Lunatic freaked. He then looked out of the room. " What about Rook?"
" Even I'M restraining myself to kill or humiliate the Metagang this go-around," Wildrook said walking in, white hair brushed back with and clean sweep and wearing a tan tux best suited to him. His Keyblade was in his right hand. " Besides, I made a temporary truce."
" That IS still viable to be broken at any time, Wildrook," King said. " Notorized and signed legally!"
" I notorized dudes!" Kiva laughed.
" God Almighty . . ." he groaned.
" Does anyone know where a mock Bankai sword of Ichigo's is?" Janera Moeteiru asked coming in wearing a red dress and her Fire gemstone around her neck. Hier red hair was curling over this time and looked around. " I brought it here and it vanished."
" Don't you need a permit?" Lunatic asked her.
" Says the redhead insan-o with the chakrams," Janera said. " Least I don't go insane."
" It's in my name, and secondly, YOU'RE the one who brought it!" Lunatic laughed.
" Eh- ah, ya got me!" she laughed.
The other three Metagang girls walked in. Mirasuka was dressed in purple and had her Psychic gemstone on her wrist, red hair up in a bun, Tanuki was dressed in gray and black, goth lotita styled dress, her Wind gemstone around her neck with her black hair down, and Ookami came in with a yellow dress on, her pink hair in twin buns, and her Sky gemstone around her waist like a cute belt.
" We're here for the dinner!" Ookami said.
" We were just getting our make-up on," Mirasuka said.
Tanuki looked over and nodded in a panic, as though she was still right and wrong. The others took no immediate or noticeable notice.
" Girls and the bathroom . . ." TL groaned. " I'll never understand it . . ."
Dawn and Jiro sat down next to each other as the others wandered in including Trisha the kitsune, wearing a pure red gown and sat near Rook, DW in a usual black tux but instead three roses on one shoulder sat next to King, two chairs were set at the end for the guests of honor, and the last person to come in was soping wet and wearing a purple tux to match his purple hair.
" Hey, Ross!" Nukid laughed.
" hey yourself, I was caught in that storm outside," the Deoxys Pokemorph said sitting a few seats down from Ranger.
He was already shooting daggers as a gentle tap on his shoulder made him jump. " YIKES!"
" Um, Ranger? Think you can just try to be nice?" Kitten asked. " Just let this thing go with Ross . . ."
His gaze was dark and unwavering with her. she shivered and opened her mouth, but stopped and closed it again. Ranger sighed and blinked twice at her.
" Why is the Angel of Kindness right here on my left shoulder?"
" Because she swapped places with me, apparently," Ross said.
" I can take the annoying angel over the jackass copyrighting fringer," Ranger grumbled.
Kitten tapped him again and said," You can be nice . . . I know that somwhere deep down in that crusty shell of a person is still a nice and kindhearted guy who hates to use violence as a means to an end!"
A few people were snickering at her naivity.
" Kid . . . " Ranger started and went slowly as possible. " are you on crack?"
" No."
" Abandon that thought . . ." he said.
" Why do you have to be so mean?" Kitten whimpered.
" Why are you deciding to be my conscience of all the hours now?" Ranger sighed.
" Man, this is gonna be a wild weekend," DJ said. " Hope Ranger doesn't do her in."
" Fat chance," Janera said.
Rook looked around and said," this place screams that something bad's gonna happen."
" Do NOT envoke Murphy!" a Haitian American teen yelled in a blue tux with Kite's symbol on the shoulder, an invoker to his side.
" Dibrave, Marcus, chill." he said back.
" I know, but when YOU envoke it, I'M the one who gets hurt BADLY."
There was a flash of lightning and a boom of thunder and everyone was silent. Each person sat down and remained quiet as DarkPaladinmon walked in wearing a deep purple tux, and his armour was removed, revealing his icy blue hair. He came in as everyone watched. Hikari, wearing a long white gown and her hair down, revealing her lovely features, was on his arm. Someone whistled, and DP stopped to glare at a certain blonde.
" Welcome, everyone!" DP said as HIkari stood beside him. The group looked up smiling, or scowling in a few cases. " Welcome to everyone here: Author Fighters of new and old-"
Each Author looked up.
" - holders of magical powers-"
The Metagang and a few others looked up as well.
" - friends of the Authors -"
Dj's friends looked up as well.
" - and cordially invited guests - "
A few dates looked up.
" Welcome everyone, as I have said beforehand, to the Author's Fifth Year Anniversary. Five years ago," DP said," a few loyal friends and I started this hero group, and from there we've branched to include Jedi, magical creatures both full and half, three insane aliens, gun weilders and Bankai slashers, Pokemorphs and aura users, Keyblade wielders, far intelligent people, the brave, the bold, and the strong. Together we have banded and have stayed banded for five years. For that unity, I thank you."
Everyone clapped, and Haru kept clapping long after everyone stopped. Mirasuka slapped him upside the head, saying," Haru . . . just stop. You're embarrassing me . . ."
" Heh . . .sorry."
" As I was saying . . ." DP said.
There was another strike of lightning and thunder as the rain kept up.
" However, the good that came in those five years didn't come without the bad. Drake's Darksides are a good cause of our pain and misfortune, along with whatever older schemes he concocts. But, whether it has been summoning the Zodiacs, brainwashing our members and friends, stealing the Imagination River, eliminating us through time and space, gaining allies through harder means, or whatever he's done, we always manage to bounce back and kick his Darkside hide. We have taken down his foes and more foes than we have ever seen."
There was more applause and a few people whistled.
" To this tea, we have members who are taken for and were voted for being keys of our team," DP said. " These members are true friends of us and are the reason we have not disbanded and sent astray by the winds."
" Or worse - taken over by Drake," Nukid said.
There were several small laughs across the table.
" Nice Nukes," TL laughed.
Haru yawned, but Scorpion, sitting beside him, hit him again.
" Back to what I said, there are several members who deserve recognition: XProdigy for his comedical moments in times of fear and despair . . . "
X gave a thumb's up behind his Hollow mask and his tux as everyone laughed a bit.
" - D-Dude for his intelligence and research, which has helped us many times . . ."
D-Dude bowed as everyone clapped.
" - The combined strength of TL, Ranger, and Roscoso, which always help during battles and major wars against evil,"
The three stood and bowed, Ranger twirling a gun, Hanabi beside TL smiling at the ham, and Ross saluting.
" - Dawn for her combined strength of willpower and determination,"
Dawn stood blushing as Jiro egged her on.
" - Kitten for her kindness and honesty,"
Kitten turned a deep red as she shook standing.
" Cute, and at the same time, grow a backbone . . ." Phoenix said.
" I can't help it!" she shivered, " there go the legs . . . oh . . ."
She passed out.
" Anyone have a bucket of water?" Ranger asked emotionlessly.
" I really need a mic . . . and our last two are Rook for showing us insanity is still a part of us all . . ."
Rook was wearing fuzzy browed glasses and had a spinning bowtie, and the gang in turn laughed.
" - And lastly, I supposeI deserve credit for still having us under semi-control . . ." Dp said.
" Of course you do, Sempai," Hikari giggled.
" Yeah, Bozz Whiz!" TL laughed.
" FIVE years, TL . . . FIVE YEARS!" DP said.
" Why not D-Whiz?" Kitten asked laughing.
" . . . Kitty don't push it," he said. " The MIM, Most Important Member, will be decided by vote this weekend and shall recieve a grand prize for being nominated and voted for. By the end of this anniversdary weekend, I'm sure we'll be closer together than before. That also spread to - X? What are you doing?"
" Trying to stop that blonde gay from looking at me like that," X growled at Haru.
" I'm just trying to figure out what's behind the mask!" he yelled standing. " Dang it! EVERYONE is ALWAYS trying to KILL me or SOMETHING!"
" I have your something RIGHT HERE GAYBOY!" X yelled standing up shaking a gun.
" Haru, now is NOT the time for you to blow up," Kitten sighed. " Let's all just clam down. Let us realize peace, calmness, and -yeek!"
There was a gun cocked to her head.
" If I wanted to hear preaching, I'd listen to a Johnny Cash record . . . NOT your voice go on and on . . ." Ranger said.
" Help me . . ." Kitten whispered.
Haru growled adn murmured something in Demon, aggitating X even more as he began to pull Haru over to him and had a gun cocked, but Haru freed himself and stood back. The two were arguing as the others began to stand and argue with them as well.
Flash of lightning.
Thunder.
BANG!
Silence.
Rain.
Everyone stopped and turned to where Haru and X stood. X lowered his gun as Haru backed up a few feet. Kitten, shivering near the cocked pistol that was now lowered, sighed and felt no pain. She looked over and gasped as the others joined her in gasping or in utter silence.
Blood was pouring from a small hole in X's chest.
" T-T-Tia . . . "
He fell and hit the ground. Blood was beginning to run from his body as Tia, nearby, was appearing emotionless, but felt a tear fall.
Dairo approached and felt his pulse.
" He's . . . He's dead . . . "
Flash of lightning and thunder.
To be continued . . .