The Amalgamation: "Let me tell you a story..."
Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2015 11:51 pm
A tree outside the meeting hall, The Blackstar Dojo
Coolpikaaa awoke in pain to a loud crack and a burning heat on his right side. The ice was spreading again. Eventually it would consume him completely, a side effect of defying an ice god. He moved his body to the side slowly, attempting to leave the bed. His torso was nearly half covered in ice. Everything was difficult now, but stupidly placed optimism got him out of bed most mornings.
It was then the icy rodent noticed him. Sitting in a chair opposite the bed, agitated to the point of shaking. He had a shard of glass in his paws, and Coolpikaaa looked to the broken mirror nearby.
"Huh. I was wondering when I would meet one of you." The freezing mouse said, deciding to break the tension.
The other didn't speak, just stared at the glass shard in his grasp.
Coolpikaaa reached out with his left and hit the emergency communicator the Guardians had left with him. They would come, he knew, though Coolpikaaa wondered who would get here first. Tetsu-ko and BP? Goron and Shadow?
"What did you do?!" The other demanded, holding out the makeshift blade in threat.
"Nothing. Relax buddy."
"I'm going to kill you."
"Are you? What did I do?"
The question seemed to momentarily stun the intruder.
"One of you killed him. Did all this!" The deranged other eventually said, waving the blade around the room.
"It wasn't me."
"It was one of you."
"We don't know what happened..."
"Yes. I do! If I kill you, I can bring her back to me. I need my wings. I need her. I need her voice in my head!" The other shouted, increasing violent.
Coolpikaaa frowned, having no idea what was going on.
"Look. Calm down buddy, we can help you find her. You don't need to do anything crazy."
"You wouldn't. Not here. And I'M STRANDED HERE! I NEED MY WINGS TO LEAVE!" The other stood up now, forcing CP to slink back. He muttered for a while, then added "You would never unleash her here."
The attacker readied his blade and lunged at Coolpikaaa, but was quickly knocked to the ground with a tackle. BP had arrived just in time to save his father, and now stood over the deranged, sobbing Pikachu on the treehouse floor.
"Thanks..." Coolpikaaa said, worming out of bed to kick the shard away from his attacker. BP just stood there wide-eyed, trying to compute what he was witnessing.
"Let's get Mr.Pikaaa here into a holding cell and really pour some effort into restoring comms with the CSS. I want to know what we're dealing with here."
"Uhm... Okay."
"What was that guy's name? The Knight on Ana."
"Jent?"
"Right. Anything more from him?"
"No. We're still trying to piece together the first message. It sounds... It sounds pretty bad over there, Dad..."
"Ok... Ok. Two comms problems to solve today..." CP sighed, helping his son lift the other electric mouse out the door.
Coolpikaaa awoke in pain to a loud crack and a burning heat on his right side. The ice was spreading again. Eventually it would consume him completely, a side effect of defying an ice god. He moved his body to the side slowly, attempting to leave the bed. His torso was nearly half covered in ice. Everything was difficult now, but stupidly placed optimism got him out of bed most mornings.
It was then the icy rodent noticed him. Sitting in a chair opposite the bed, agitated to the point of shaking. He had a shard of glass in his paws, and Coolpikaaa looked to the broken mirror nearby.
"Huh. I was wondering when I would meet one of you." The freezing mouse said, deciding to break the tension.
The other didn't speak, just stared at the glass shard in his grasp.
Coolpikaaa reached out with his left and hit the emergency communicator the Guardians had left with him. They would come, he knew, though Coolpikaaa wondered who would get here first. Tetsu-ko and BP? Goron and Shadow?
"What did you do?!" The other demanded, holding out the makeshift blade in threat.
"Nothing. Relax buddy."
"I'm going to kill you."
"Are you? What did I do?"
The question seemed to momentarily stun the intruder.
"One of you killed him. Did all this!" The deranged other eventually said, waving the blade around the room.
"It wasn't me."
"It was one of you."
"We don't know what happened..."
"Yes. I do! If I kill you, I can bring her back to me. I need my wings. I need her. I need her voice in my head!" The other shouted, increasing violent.
Coolpikaaa frowned, having no idea what was going on.
"Look. Calm down buddy, we can help you find her. You don't need to do anything crazy."
"You wouldn't. Not here. And I'M STRANDED HERE! I NEED MY WINGS TO LEAVE!" The other stood up now, forcing CP to slink back. He muttered for a while, then added "You would never unleash her here."
The attacker readied his blade and lunged at Coolpikaaa, but was quickly knocked to the ground with a tackle. BP had arrived just in time to save his father, and now stood over the deranged, sobbing Pikachu on the treehouse floor.
"Thanks..." Coolpikaaa said, worming out of bed to kick the shard away from his attacker. BP just stood there wide-eyed, trying to compute what he was witnessing.
"Let's get Mr.Pikaaa here into a holding cell and really pour some effort into restoring comms with the CSS. I want to know what we're dealing with here."
"Uhm... Okay."
"What was that guy's name? The Knight on Ana."
"Jent?"
"Right. Anything more from him?"
"No. We're still trying to piece together the first message. It sounds... It sounds pretty bad over there, Dad..."
"Ok... Ok. Two comms problems to solve today..." CP sighed, helping his son lift the other electric mouse out the door.