A/N: You thought this would be about Matt again, didn't you! Anyway, second Chapter in the "To-?" series is about Lance so yeah. Takes place in Epic Battle Fantasy 2 and before the first Chapter. Some plots are changed and stuff to fit the tittle more. Also, tell me if I've spelled anything wrong… Enjoy.
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The sky was covered in a purple mist of some sort. It was poisonous. The sky had not been blue for a long while.
A long while that lasted six months.
And because of this purple mist, earth's creatures began to mutate. They turned into aggressive monsters and started attacking every human that were unfortunate enough to cross paths with them.
This, however, gave a chance for an unlikely teen to rise to power…
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A sandworm bursts out from the surface of the rocky earth. It was shot a few times before its body fell to the ground, completely still and motionless.
The figure of a young teen dressed up in a Nazi suit proceeded to use his sword-like gun to cut the mutated sandworm's head off its body. The two separate parts fell a few feet away from each other, and the monster's green blood covered the earth's rocky surface.
The young teenager, known as Lance, put his sword-gun back behind his back and mumbled, "Stupid mutated sandworm…"
He had already been like this for the past half a year since this all happened, when some weird purple gas appeared out of nowhere and covered the earth. At first, he was trying to find survivors in this harsh landscape.
But things changed. Even after trekking almost half of the world, he still found no one in sight.
This, however, gave him an idea. Instead of trying to find people in this long abandoned land, why not claim this land as his own?
It was not like he did not have the materials, and there was no one to stop him, as he had not have any contact with his own kind for a fairly long time.
He wondered if humans are extinct already, and that he was the last of his kind.
If so, then it was probably just a waste of time to find any survivors anyway. He could just kill every mutated being and claim the world as his own.
He liked this idea, a lot.
But he'll need an army to do that.
Lance summoned his mechanical drones. He'll build a factory in this desert area, as he'd already cleared out all sorts of living things that once roamed this area.
But he was unaware of the awakening of two heroes…
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A week has pasted since the factory was complete and he had an entire army of death turrets. It wasn't enough, though, so he had ordered his drones to make him a huge tank which he could ride in.
It was huge, with two drills on either side of the base of the tank.
He called it the Viking Tank.
As he continued to trek across the world, killing everything that stood in his way, he got a message from the guardian back at the old factory he's left.
'My lord! There are intruders swarming our base!'
"Can't you just kill them or something?"
'Intrude-'
The connection was lost. Something must have happened back in the old factory, but it was too late to return there, the intruders, whatever they were, had probably destroyed his factory by now.
No matter, he could just build another one, but knowing the foes he'd battled in the past six months, no creature had been brave enough to go any where near him, or his drones.
These intruders must have some kind of intent to challenge him, if they had the courage to walk up to his guardian, and had the strength to defeat it.
He started to fiddle with the high-tech remote and replayed the images his guardian had seen before he was de-activated.
He saw some kind of swordsman with blond hair and a girl that was holding a staff of some sort, the image was blurred, but he could at least recognize some of these things.
But Lance, however, could not recognize them as humans, his own kind.
He told his drones to build a new factory here, as it was barren and there was no sign of life here.
But instead of leaving, he'll wait for the two intruders that had destroyed his factory. And he'll be prepared to end their lives.
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Lance did not have to wait long. Five days later, his opponents had arrived.
It was then when he finally had a good look of the two beings that stood before him.
The first one was a swordsman, probably a male, with blond hair that reached his shoulders, and it seems that he had a wide variety of swords, too. He was also wearing something that resembles that of a pirate's hat.
The other was clearly a female mage with long orange hair. She was wearing a red blouse, and holding a black and red staff in her hand.
Lance narrowed his eyes as the two walked towards him and his Viking Tank.
"This place is trashed here…" the swordsman commented as the two walked even closer, "and what's with that fancy car over there?"
"Car?" Lance yelled as he burst out from the hatch of his tank, "This is not a car!"
The two seemed surprised, or more likely, shocked to see him. The two turned to each other and exchanged some words before the swordsman turned back to him and said, "Well, yeah, we all know it's a tank and all, but why're you killing absolutely everything? The world doesn't need another destroyer on the lose,"
Lance let out a humorless laugh," There is no meaning for life here, all there is left is those sad mutated beings that roam the world, I am just doing the world a favor by clearing them all out,"
"But Mr. Nazi guy?" the mage girl stepped forward, "There aren't just mutated beings in this world we are in, can't you see that we are of the same kind?"
Lance paused for a moment, the two beings in front of him indeed did seem to be humans, like he is, but aren't humans all extinct already? He hadn't come across any humans for a while now. They must have been extinct already. But if so, then what are the two beings that stood before him?
But he soon made up his mind that they were not one of his kind. After almost seven months of seeing nothing but monsters of many different shapes and sizes, he had completely forgotten what humanity was. As he continued to trek across the world, he killed everything without a second thought, and he never regretted, he held no respect for life anymore, he lived only to kill, and he killed only to live.
And he, of course, held no respect for the lives of the two that stood before him.
"Nonsense," he said and he summoned his turrets, "and enough of this, I will end your lives right now,"
Seeing that talking wasn't going to work, Lance's two opponents went into a battle stance.
As the blonde swordsman made the first move to slash at Lance, Lance countered by blocking the attack with his own sword-like gun.
After that, all hell broke loose.
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The battle was over. Lance was defeated, his tank overloaded from the damage it took and blew up, almost killing him in the process.
He punched the ground in frustration, and then winced in pain.
His opponents were proven too strong for him to defeat.
He looked up, only to see that the swordsman had had his swords just inches away from his head.
"What's this?" Lance coughed, before he continued, "Aren't you going to kill me right now?"
Instead of answering, the swordsman grabbed Lance by his collar and yanked him to his feet before saying, "What is with you? You wouldn't listen to a thing we say and you don't give a damn even that we are all humans, you just want to take your damn guns and shoot the living daylights out of everything and anything," the swordsman paused for a bit, then said, "What have you been through anyway?"
"Me? Ever since some weird purple gas came out from nowhere, I have never seen any other humans, besides myself, for over seven months. There is nothing to this world anymore, expect for these mutated beings that came out of nowhere, like I said, I am merely just doing the world a favor by ending all their lives, nothing more,"
Lance can see the swordsman's eyes widen at his responds, before he said, "No, you are wrong, and I can prove it,"
"How"
"Just let me show you,"
Lance took a deep breath, he was too tired to continue fighting, and that the fact his life was currently at the mercy of this swordsman, so he said, "Fine, show me,"
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"Ew, I just crawled through a tree, I so did not sign up for this,"
"Oh come on, Lance," the mage, now known as Natz, said, "We all know you like green,"
"No, I don't"
The swordsman, now known as Matt, joined, "Yeah, Lance, we all know that,"
Lance sighed; it had been months since he's started exploring with these two, since he had not interacted with any humans. And to be honest, it was hard to get used to. After almost seven months of plain killing, he had grown too cold to take pity on anyone.
But to explore with these two had changed him. As time passed, he started to learn and appreciate life more. And there reason exploring in a case system had them ended up getting sent half way across the world, and into a small village in an evergreen forest.
It was a long time since he's saw a forest, and he had to admit, it looked… nice.
"Alright, fine," Lance said, "Yes, nature is beautiful and all, but I don't like it that much to actually crawl through it, happy now?"
Natz nodded, "Yes, that's what I'd thought you'd said, now let's go, I don't want to run into any more slimes"
"I thought you liked everything, Natz"
"Nu-uh, you can kill the slimy ones,"
"You have a slimy heart,"
Natz blushed in embarrassment.
"Oh come on, I'm just kidding around, now let's move on, I want to leave this forest to battle those real foes out there,"
Matt sighed, "Some things never change…"
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A/N: Yeah… end of story. Sorry if there are grammatical errors, tell me and I will try and fix them, thankyou.