Hi, this is just a quick author’s note. The chapters are told by diffrent view points of the characters. This one is third person, making it diffrent. Just a quick note. Also this chapter is really short. Excuse that.[size=16][/size]
Many say that traveling through Universes is Doctor Who’s job. It’s not.
It was a nice day in London, not too hot, not too cold. Just fine. Perfect for a immortal monster in this human earth. There was a man, well a monster is more exact. It didn’t matter what he was labeled, he did his hobby the same way he did it all the time. For those of you who didn’t know what is hobby is, you probably shouldn’t. Lest you like to be hunted down by a team of immortal monsters, but I (the narrator) will tell it to you anyways. It is.... destroying universes. He walked a bit until he found a group of three policemen. He laughed a bit. Was fate that lucky? No waiting for hours. No stalking or anything? Just a group of three?
“Freeze! We have you surrounded murderer!” He laughed a bit and raised his claws from the bloody gloves.
“Why are you pointing plastic and lead at me? I thought we were friends here, in this unified world.”
They fired rapidly, but it simply bounced off. He walked slowly but surley up to the police men. They seemed to run to their cars. Sad too, he thought the British were honest men. Pigs. He grabbed them by the hand, well by grabbed I mean stabbed. Then ripped them to shreds, in the process he simply made the blood rain and spill everywhere. Everyone was screaming. He started laughing satanicly screaming “ IT HAS BEGUN” and general creepyness. Of course this was to be expected from the leader of the group. This was the sign to the portal to this paticular universe.
The process was actually quite versatile. See each universe has a refrence spieces. This is known as the sentient, technology species. They always at some time make an invention that makes their spieces the center of the universe, literally. This doesn’t mean science has to do it. Infact anything, even pure luck could cause it. The man and his team had never encountered anything of the sort. The universes they went to were known by man-kind. So they already knew the center. This time they were going on a easy run, much to our lead’s dismay. Another thing that should be noted is that once a universe is destroyed, all other universes that had/thought of that thing, should it be the lead universe that was destroyed, well ... all things that had to do with that universe were gone. So if Spider Man was eradicated in his lead universe then this universe wouldn’t have Spider Man and anyone who wasn’t involved in the kill was destroyed. We should also note that each universe has a leader or controller. Like this universes controlled would be (in the time of writing) Barack Obama. Of course that is subject to change at any given moment in time. Also if the destruction can only happen if the lead was killed by a thing of another universe. So essentially the goal was to kill the lead of the universe and then they got to see a rare sight. The residents called it the ‘Rapture’ and the outsighters called it ‘Red Rain’. It was fun to see, and every Red Rain was special.
The teen simply waited, he waited for the signal of the start of someone’s Rapture. It would be fun destroying lives. Especially innocent minded ones. He was the one who chose this universe simply because of it’s pretty inhabitants. Ponies, infact he himself was a brony. Of course it soon got out of hand and just like Chritianity, it had to go. This would be fun though. The more people notice a universe the stronger it’s inhabitants are. His buddy never knew that small rule. Probably why everyone in the previous universes died so slowly. A whole planck second at least and a minute at most. He laughed a bit. Some mobsters walked by him, then they tried to punch him, saying things like:
“Hah punk, you think you can mess with the Martillo family”? and
“We got you at gunpoint and there ain’t Mommy to run to kid”!
It was all so funny that he let a laugh escape.
“Hey buddy, yeah you mob dude. Do you know who I am”?
He continued “ I’m the BOSS of the Aria mafia!”
At this statement they laughed, surley this boy couldn’t be the master of monsters, the bringer of death. They laughed so hard and shot the gun. What resulted was they last seconds of their life. Suddenly a kick was brought to their faces, so close together it seemed to be done at the same time. The fell to the ground, but still concious. He picked them up and threw them in the air, then jumped up to the 500 meters they were at and suddenly seemed to clone himself. Using speed as an illusion the fire arm was raised and fired so many shots, so quickly that the bodies literally exploded, and so it rained blood. He snickered a bit and mused quietly to himself “And so the rapture has begun.”
The boy genius rested in his lab. He used the form of a girl from Touhou to elude idiots like otaku’s so demented they thought he was Utusho Reiuji. It was funny really. He put some americium 241 with some cobalt and studied the reaction. Apparently cobalt stopped radioactivity well. He grabbed the control rod and got rid of the saftey cobalt on it. Then pointed it at a target that appeared randomly in groups of 500 to 1,000,000,000,000. He blasted them into more bits of plutonium, americium, and uranium. He picked up the samples and put them in the tins. Suddenly some kids walked in. He sighed simply looking at their noses bleeding. Japan wasn’t supposed to be this animefied. Must’ve been the district. He saw their noses were bleeding more profusely and grabbed his rod. He simply pointed it at the three kids and suddenly, no laser or beam, they simply exploded into blood. He licked a bit of it and grabbed the rest in vials. The rapture was ready, the group of three were killed.
Two boys and one girl were slouched on the ground. One was reciting the USSR anthem. The other was practicing his trumpet, and the girl was putting on make up and choosing skimpy uniforms. They were bored really since the sign hadn’t been put upon yet. They sat a bit and then 9 jocks came walking. They had a face of malicious intent. Suddenly the three smiled evily, the time has come. The jocks ‘punched’ the boy who was reciting the USSR anthem and called him things like “Fucking communist” and “Love Stalin bitch, maybe your should go give him a blowjob you gay shitface” and then three more came to the girl and started to tell her things like “Come on babe we just wanna touch ya”. The girl acted shy but actually had evil intent. Lastly the last three started bullying the kid with the trumpet for ‘being a band geek’. After a bit of it they did something a bit odd. The girl said “ Have you ever heard the phrase good medicine tastes bad”? After asking she drew a scimitar and quickly sliced the heads off the three jocks. She preferred clean kills unlike her bosses. The Soviet boy simply grabbed a vial of mercury and plutonium. He threw it and soon the jocks grew large tumors from radioactivity. Tumors exploded and soon there was nothing but a lot of red on the floor. The band kid had the most spectacular kills though. He grabbed his trumpet and played a simple melody. The melody made the jocks mouths drool in love, then he changed it abruptly to something quick and stacaato, sending them into an epileptic phrase with the song. Finally the song went slower and slower and slower and slower until their hearts stopped moving and collapsed. His kills where the cleanest if played right. After that they licked the blood in its entirity and laughed. It was time for the Rapture.
They all met at a small city in Andorra called Odino, after walking down a few lanes and such they found a dumpster. It was, oddly enough, painted pink and purple. Since all the other dumpsters were green the group decided that this would be the Rift to take them into the next universe. Slowly opening the gate the leader peaked through and saw a land of unicorns and ponies. He turned and gave a venemous glare to the revolver wielding teen.
“Really? Really Theorum?” he asked annoyed.
“Well yeah Malice, I wanted a rest from the annoying ones so I decided Hasbro would be a ‘provider’.” Theorum said in a suave manner.
The shapeshifting boy joined in with his transformation “You always choose annoying things Theorum. My idea was better.....”
“Oh it’s fine Danmaku. This will be like a sugary candy, a nice treat after our labor hours.” said Theorum.
“Fine Theorum, we’ll go with your thing. Lenin, Faye, Valve!” Malice called to the kids in respective order.
The Soviet Boy, the girl, and the band kid each in respective order awnsered “Right!”.
They jumped in first and then the Soviet called through the Rift “It’s a desert. There’s a small town near. We should be able to have a quick ride to our fun!”.
After a bit of preperations the remaining ones got ready to jump. Malice gave them some last minute reminders. “Remember unless we get transported by the lead we can’t go back. If you have better things to do then stay out.”
They each nodded and jumped without hesitation into the endless sky.
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Celestia laid in her soft bed, the bed was beautiful, no springs were put into it, instead magic was put on it to make it fluffy forever. She could jump on it or punch it or kick it or anything, and it wouldn't break. But today sleep would not come to her. Something in her mind said: "Run away, run away from Canterlot." Something is here now and she couldn't stop it. She called Luna over, her younger sister and her mind together would help.
"Luna! Please come over here!" She telepathically yelled. She had hoped her sister to come as soon as possible. She was her sister after all. And she did. Her face looked worried, sweat creasing her brow.
"What's going on sister? Why do I feel a sense of dread and hate?" she asked nervously in a raspy voice, much unlike her normal regal voice.
"It seems the prophecies where real. The clock is ticking Luna, and only a miracle can save us now. All I want is your insight of what we should do. If we're going to die we should die peacefully, don't you think?" Celestia explained and asked.
"Are you MAD sister, we must not waste our time. We will die with a ROAR!" The younger, more foolish sister retorted.
"I'm sorry if I stressed you sister. We can't make a smart decision now sister. We should inform the Elements of the trouble. But we mustn't make them afraid or defiant. It will tear us apart." Celestia calculated.
"All right sister. We will go your way, for now." complied the younger sister.
