Ello folks! Arana here!
Anyone here know about Bittybones? You know, the adoptable, tiny versions of (usually skeletons) monsters from both Undertale and the fandom? Well… I adopted a Challenger Bittybone. (XD)
Tomorrow, the poll for the name of this story will be closed and this story will be renamed. If you want to, go vote! The poll is on my profile!
Anyways…. I'm getting writer's block again. And… does anyone wish to help me think of ideas? You can do this in a few ways:
(1) PM me your idea, but make sure it's family friendly, and does not contain horrific themes, in other words, please no Horrortale, Dusttale, Yanderetale, or other AUs that contain graphic scenes, or sexual themes.
(2) Put a little blurb in a review. This blurb could be a funny skit, or just a plain message that could make my mind think about things.
(3) Make some fanart! Fan scenes could jog my brain into possibly writing scenes similar to them, plus it will give me a grasp on your guys' thoughts on the story.
(4) Recommend a blog/Devian/youtuber/fanfic writer to me who has good work, which could give me ideas for this.
(5) Make some music if you want! I would like to hear your guys' ideas for themes for some of the characters.
Now, onto the story!
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Chapter 6- The Young Demon
I sighed, trying my hardest not to groan as I realized I was the only one of the "next generation" of Angels who could not summon her wings. Even if I could use my magic to float, I was not truly considered, in my eyes, an Angel without wings.
The others were not helping either, with their crazy stunts while flying. It was hard enough not having anyone really like me, but the others made me feel even more alienated around here.
So, I finally had it, and decided to sneak off. Mom wouldn't mind, since I had shown that I would come back on time. Still, I needed a break.
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I finally managed to find that clearing where I was looking at the sky... Smiling, I sighed.
Then I noticed there was a human boy in the clearing, laying on his back and staring up at the clouds.
Looking at my clothes (making sure I didn't have the Angel's Crest on them) I decided that he probably would not treat me like a princess.
So, I walked over, but not too close, and said, "Hey there."
The boy jumped, jolted into a sitting position to look at me with wide eyes, which were strangely black. His dark hair was slightly ruffled (and had pieces of grass in it) from laying down for who knows how long. He stared at me for a few minutes, before sighing.
"Please don't startle me like that," he said with a sad voice.
For a moment, I was confused. Why was he sad? "What's wrong?" I asked, slightly concerned.
He looked at me like I had a Gasterblaster for a head. "Erh…" he said. He sighed again. "Nobody trusts me… because of a stupid mistake I made a long time ago…."
I tilted my head. "What happened?" I asked.
"Haven't you heard of the Legend of the Angels?" the boy asked. "I'm the First Demon, Lucas. I started the whole problem of the Veiled Era! If only I hadn't accepted that darn veil…."
For a moment, I looked away. So, he was the First Demon? I hadn't even thought about that. I had thought he would look a little more… demon like. But, he looked like a perfectly normal human.
"Well, I did grow up hearing the story," I said after a moment. "I used to believe it wasn't real." Lucas looked at me with a look of surprise. "Until the first Three Angels visited my Mom with their kids, and Mom said she was the Fourth Angel. I think I'm the only 'Angel' who cannot summon her wings. In fact, I can't even use my magic!" I bowed my head. "Even when I was little, before I had my font, I couldn't even use sign language. Sure, I understood it, but my hands never could get the signs right. There's… a 'glitch in my code' I guess."
Lucas stared at me. "I can't use my abilities either," he said after a moment. "Never could, probably never will with my curse."
"Curse?"
"The veil cursed me to make it so that if I don't find my true love, I'll never be able to use my abilities…."
I tilted my head again. "Why did it do that?"
"Because I fought it so much," Lucas sighed, looking away. "The Veiled Man, who took control of me, was real powerful man…." He then paused. "Wait, a few days ago I felt something brush up against my conscious…. And then Ink and Error returned with 'Code Veil'..." Lucas groaned, and lied back down on the grass. "Great, he's back!"
I blinked, remembering that odd feeling I had a few days ago. "So…. the Veiled Man wasn't really defeated?"
"Well, he's not going to do anything right now," Lucas sighed. "He's probably trying to get used to his regular body right now. I can only imagine how many times he's face-planted trying to walk."
For a moment, I took a moment to imagine that, and of course it seemed funny. "Should we alert the Angels?" I asked.
"They probably already know."
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"A-choo!" sneezed the Veiled Man, from his tower. He then snorted.
Looking about, the man looked down on his creations, his new guards. They were only in development right now (he was still getting used to his powers, again) so they weren't going to work any time soon.
But, someday he'd get back at the Angels.