Hero's Bell

WOO, THE SECOND TO LAST SEASON IS UNDERWAY.

NOBODY IS REVIEWING MY FICS ANYMORE. I MEAN, NOBODY.

MY GOD, JUST SAYING THE SURPRISE SERIES FONALE IN STORE FOR YOU GUYS. HOPEFULLY YOU GUYS READ TO THE END, RIGHT?

RIGHT?

I'll describe the character Fuse is for you. At first he was angry, angry at the universe until he met a certain girl and robot. He realized then how sad and lonely he was. When they left...the sad and loneliness still lingered. He wished he could die. He still held FB and FG still, if he didn't, he would go back to being angry again. If he never made them, he would never felt so much pain but Fuse didn't want to forget them, thinking their happiness is in him.

He's kinda like me...wanting to die and scream at the world but can't. He sometimes cries when nobody is around. He has no friends...the only people he considered family is gone and now he's...still crying. He knows crying doesn't work but...that is the only way he can cope with his loneliness. Mite was born to an angry Fuse but understands him and if Fuse asked for comfort, Mite would gladly give him. That is what Fuse needs...somebody to tell him everything is alright.

And that is why Fuse, Toby, is the greatest character for me. He isn't a good guy, he isn't a bad guy either. He is the main villain of the story but isn't a dictator, he is a real human with real emotions. He can cry, laugh and even get angry. He's...me in a sense.

edit: It hurts watching him.

STORY IS NOW.

Bell snuck through the factory where people are kept, she saw a Fusion in armor head toward her direction so she hid behind some old barrels. The guard passed her and she scurried towards the upper floor of the factory where the residents are being kept. She then got her foot crushed by a barrel.

"SHIT." Bell screamed, she really cussed a bit too much huh? She was hit in the head by the guard that passed her. She fell onto the floor, unconscious.

"Really? I mean, really?" The guard sighed and dragged her body back to the upper floors.

"Eh?" Bell woke up, looking around to see she was surrounded by people.

"She's up." A woman whispered as Bell stood up. She looked around to see she was in likely a storage room.

"Where am I?" She asked the people around her,

"You've been captured by Fusions." A man replied to her darkly, "They plan for us to be slaves. Better work yourself up." Bell looked around to see people, children to elders sitting down or standing up, just waiting for the labor to begin.

"How long have you guys been trapped here?"

"A week now. We had to eat Carlos. He was the gardener." The man cringed at the memory of eating the man.

"Okay..." Bell trailed off, "Wait you ate someone?"

"His intestines and blood lasted us! They aren't feeding us here!" The woman said to her.

"Okay, you ate someone. I'll get you out." Bell took out the Missile Gloves from nowhere, "Stand back." Everyone backed away as Bell began shooting missiles at the door to no effect, "The heck?"

"We tried everything. Why do you think that the Fusions let you keep your weapons?" The man said to her grimly, "We used rocket launchers, C4s, flamethrowers, everything really. There nobody who can save us-" Suddenly, the door flew open, a masked figure holding two katanas.

Flashback

"Do you think that I can make a potato bomb?" A Fusion asked his comrade, "I mean, really?" The other Fusion didn't even bother listening, "The hell you doing-"

"Shut it! Listen..." The two heard some creaking, they aimed their weapons at the vents and began shooting at them. Their laser bullets shredded through the metal until they stopped when the entire ventilation pipe was shot through.

"O-Okay." One huffed, "Whatever was up there was gone-" suddenly from the vents, a figure jumped straight down onto him and stabbed him. Before his comrade can do anything, he was decapitated by the figure. The figure ran to the boilers where the a lone Fusion was throwing coal into the furnace.

"Why do I get stuck, we have slaves, why can't we-" The masked figure grabbed the Fusion, slamming his face onto the boiler. The Fusion was surprised and tried to hit him but the figure grasped the shovel he carried and threw it across the room.

"Y-You want the hostages, r-right?" The Fusion asked, scared for his life. The figure merely stared into his eyes, meaning a yes, "There in the storage room, upper floors, don't kill me!" The Fusion begged but the figure didn't take favors. He slashed the Fusion across the throat with his black blade and ran up towards the stairs.

"HEY!" A Fusion that noticed him was going down the stairs but the figure immediately silenced him by stabbing his abdomen. The masked figure then ran up the stairs and saw his prize, the door leading to the storage room. He heard the sound of explosions in the other side of the door.

The figure gripped his blades and ran towards them.

Bell stared at the figure, his mask had no place to breath, it was metallic blue and around the edges were white. Where his eyes should be was replaced by a visor that may have acted both as sunglasses and night goggles. Looked like a Power Ranger.

"Freedom!" The people began running out of the storage room. The figure moving aside as they ran out. They were greeted by gravely injured Fusions and some dead. A mess.

"FREE-" The voices of humans, soldiers, yelled. Bell peeked over to see that they were all escorting the hostages to the outside world. She realized they must have gotten an anonymous tip. She stared at the figure masked, he wore some black hoodie and a steel breastplate on top of it. His pants looked like something straight of an emo chainmail and he wore boots made of leather.

"Thanks." She turned and bowed the the masked figure, she eyed the blades he attached onto his back, they seemed familiar to her somehow, "Can you help me? I need to find somebody."

The figure responded by shaking his head left and right and dashed out the door before Bell can do anything. She looked on as the figure jumped out of a window. She stared at her Missile Gloves, "Dammit." She tossed them on the floor as a solider approached her,

"Dexter." The soldier bowed in front of the genius.

"Your report on the hostage situation?"

"Reports saw their savior was a masked figure. Fusions who survived the ordeal said it was a masked figure, speed and strength unlike anything they ever seen."

"H-Hero?" Dexter whispered silently to himself, remembering that person whom he can't even recognize that stopped a physical version of Fuse entering Earth, "Notify soldiers that the masked figure shall be taken alive, understand?"

"Yes sir." The soldier ran off as Dexter sat on his chair. Waiting for the next events to transpire.

NOBODY LIKES ME ANYMORE. WHAT.

edit: I'm never liked in my life.

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