April 7th,
Inside of the 'no man's land'
Screaming. Just constant screaming. Filled with anger, fear, regret, pain... How... How did it all come to this?
All this bloodshed. All this death. All this pain. Was it all... Futile? Was it useless? In vain?!
The two opposing leaders were both lying on the ground, quite far away from each other. By far, I mean at least a couple hundred meters.
One of them, half Japanese, was severely bleeding from all over, and had a huge hole in his stomach. He was lying upon a great mountain of what looked like scraps, trash, and God knows what else...
The other, fully American, was not only missing a leg, but he also had a similar hole, in his arm, and cuts all over his body, like he just got out of a blade tornado. He was lying in a gigantic water puddle, which looked to be deadly, as electricity bolts of all colors were running through it constantly.
All around them were countless dead... Dead children and teenagers... Nobody was older than 18... No, fuck that... Most weren't even 15 yet.
As the two sat in puddles of their own pride and egoism, they slowly felt their life slipping away.
The two sides were still fighting though, and it didn't seem like it would end soon. As thousands of flying objects were flying by, shouts could be heard.
"Fuck! Someone with electricity or water, come here! Fast! We need to get him, and now!"
"Hey! I need some metal manipulation over here, now!"
"Healers! I need a fucking healer! Now! The best one!"
"Can anyone fix a hole in a fucking stomach?! Anyone?!"
"Fuuucking hell! Where's Fountain?! Get her, now!"
"Bring Trace here! Maybe she can get up to him!"
Nobody could tell where the shouts were coming from anymore, or from which side they originated in. They were just desperate shouts, trying to save their leaders.
All just lost in the wind and battle, though.
This... This war... It's been going on for far too long now... Days, nights...
There were no healers left. Not any good ones, anyway. Missing leg? Holes the size of a fist?
Yeah, right... No one left could heal those...
This war was coming to an end, slowly but surely.
...Well, it's all incredible, really.
As the number of flying projectiles decreased, everyone just sat by and thought to themselves, in either anguish, sorrow, fear, or a mix between them.
"How did it all come to this... How did we even end up here...?"
March 19th, Sunday.
Sometimes around noon.
As Matt, Alex and Emily were sitting in that same cabin in the woods as before, waiting on Patt...
"...Fuuuck me, man... I'm so bored."
"Language. You said you'd wait, Reaper."
"I mean, yeah, I did. But c'mon now, he can teleport, for god's sake... How's he so late?"
Alex raised his hand, then said confidently.
"Traffic!"
"Uh... Yeah. Sure. That... That must've been it."
Then, a blue light and a whoosh could be heard from behind him. Before any greetings could be held, Patt got straight to the point.
"All clear. We're still on green light. Let's begin."
"Good. Then, I'll start the explanation..."
Reaper then slapped a piece of paper on a makeshift table, with the words "plan" written in big, bold letters at the top.
"Alright, so the plan in short is that, we're building an army. A hybrid army."
Disappear raised his hand again.
"M... Reaper, how are we gonna do that?"
"Glad you asked!"
He pointed at him.
"You! We're gonna go get all of your friends!"
All three listeners gasped at this, as it was news for all of them. Fountain spoke up first.
"A-All of them?!"
"Yes! I don't just mean the Russians! Every-fucking-body!"
Another three gasps could he heard from the room.
"That's impossible!"
"Sheesh, Reaper..."
"My friends t-too?"
Reaper laughed, a bit diabolically.
"Fuck yeah! The Serbians, the French, the Chinese... All of them! Everyone we can find! No matter of origin! Anyone who's willing to join our side will!"
"Wait... Then that means... We're... We're going to war?! With Killjoy?!"
"Hahahahah! Yeah! I'm fucking pumped!"
"Jesus, Reaper... You're just outdoing yourself every single time..."
As Reaper continues explaining to the plan to the three of them, you and I are going to do some more digging. Get ready.
March 18th. Saturday.
In the city.
Break of dawn.
Matt waited quietly by the abandoned glass factory.
As his eyes were glued to his phone, he heard a lot of quick footsteps somewhere in front of him.
He didn't bother to look up, and did another 10x pull on his favorite game, then started talking.
"Jeez... What kind of man sends his girlfriend to talk with his worst enemy? Is he a pussy?"
Chloe stood quietly in front of him, unarmed.
"Matt... Look, I... Or rather, he..."
"No. You've got it wrong."
He put his phone in his pocket, then looked up at Chloe, who was a bit scared, but wasn't backing away.
Bolts started running through Matt's eyes.
"I'm Reaper."
"T-Then Reaper... Look, I'm sure this is all just... Just some stupid thing..."
"So am I, Chloe. Really. But I can't just forgive and forget."
"Why...? What did he do, so bad? So unforgiveable?"
He didn't want to break Chloe's heart by telling her the truth...
No, rather... He simply didn't give enough fucks to do so.
If she wants to keep fucking a murderer, good for her. That ain't none of his business.
"Whatever. I just can't. You're gonna have to take my word for it."
"B-But... I'm sure-"
"No, Chloe. No buts. Nothing like that."
He reached into his backpack, and pulled out a black letter. He thought that since Jinn went with white, he'd choose the polar opposite. A color fitting for a "villain."
"Don't read it, give it to Killjoy. If he asks why, just say it's a response."
"What... Is in it?"
Since Jinn decided to bless Matt with the knowledge of how his dad died in excruciating detail, he thought he'd just repay him right back.
He grinned, with an evil aura around him. Just like the villain he was, right?
"Details. On something that'll happen in the future. Oh, I want a reply, by the way. I'll wait here twenty more minutes. Get going soon, okay?"
"...Alright. Wait here, Matt."
As Chloe sprinted away with the letter, he just leaned back on the wall and pulled out his phone, and went back to his game.
"Nope, still Reaper..."
After about ten minutes, Chloe showed up again. This time, Reaper really didn't feel like looking at her, so he just extended his hand.
"Thanks. Give it here."
Before she talked, a sob could be heard.
"H-H-Here..."
He then immediately snapped his head upward, to look at Chloe. She clearly cried a lot, and was still sobbing a bit. Her cheek was extremely red. Looks like she tried negotiating with Killjoy too, but ultimately failed.
Well, he did say that it was none of his business... But...
This fucking dude was pissing him off more and more by the second!
Even though their circumstances, Matt and Chloe were still friends before all this. Seeing her like this was... Frustrating.
He knew she couldn't afford to leave Jinn's side now, because it would cost her the most precious thing she owns, her own life.
As she was preparing to run, Matt stopped her.
"Hey, Chloe."
"Y-Yeah...?"
Reaper clenched his fist, and pointed it upward.
"I'll fucking kill him."
She looked at him, and tears started forming in her eyes. She pretended to look mad, but it wasn't really convincing.
"S-Sure..."
As Chloe ran away, Reaper opened the white envelope stained with what seemed to be tears, and started reading.
Dear Reaper.
Mark my words, for I will be the end of you.
You little shit... I'll fucking kill you in the most painful way known to man.
I'll rip your fucking limbs out one by one and beat you to death with them!
Also, the fuck's this about a damned battle?! In any case, fine, you little punk. But I'll turn it into a fucking war. I'll wreck this city if I have to. See if I care. Just you wait.
You better build an army too, dumbass. Don't make this too easy... Though, I'll win either way, loser.
-Killjoy|
Reaper laughed uncontrollably upon reading the letter.
"Hahahah! Yeah, I knew you'd accept, assface... But, unfortunately for you, you don't know what'll hit ya'..."
Reaper then threw the letter away, burned it with his Agily, then started walking away with his hands in his pocket.
"Haaah... I'm too tired for this, man."
March 19th, Sunday.
Back at the cabin.
As Reaper got nearly done with explaining, Begone raised his hand.
"Wait, wait, Mr. Reaper. How are we sure they'll join us?"
Reaper chuckled at that before responding.
"We're gonna play a big ass game of dominoes!"
"Uh... How's that gonna work?"
"Glad you asked, Fountain! We use Disappear to lure in the second! Then both to use in the third! And so on, so forth!"
"Oh... I-I'm confident I can do that!"
"Sure you can, Disappear! And once the rumors are spreading that we're fighting a war with the government for their freedom, they'll join us without us asking them!"
Begone had a puzzled look.
"Wait... Government?"
"Bingo! Killjoy is just one man! He needs help, and some allies! Where else would he get them... But our beloved A.C.T.P.?"
"Ah... I see."
"I'm ten thousand percent sure that he's gonna get help from Alfred. And Alfred's gonna get help from the TGG. So, we're gonna fight both humans and hybrids! Ain't it exciting?!"
Disappear pulled on Fountain's shirt.
"...Are we gonna die?"
"Nah, we'll be fine. It's him, after all."
"Nope, we'll surely die if we don't get enough allies ourselves!"
Heh... This crazy bastard. I like the enthusiasm, though. No, actually, that's not enough...
I fucking love it!
"Alright then, everyone! Let's go get as many hybrids as we can! First, we go together. After we get at least ten, we split up! Day and night, no breaks! Understood?!"
Everyone gathered around, and put their hands together.
"We have until April first! We can't fuck this up! From here on out, we're rebelling against the government! We're now officially 'Hell Incarnated', yeah?!"
Everyone screamed in unison.
"Sir yes sir!"
"Fuck yeah, then! Let's go!"
Reaper picked up Fountain and Disappear.
"Middle of the city, Begone! We start there!"
"See ya' there!"
Reaper started running, faster and faster and faster. His blood was flowing, his brain was thinking, his legs were moving! He was pumped!
This plan too... It wasn't easy, but it was achievable! It was doable!
As Reaper got to Begone's location, he put both of them down.
"Now what, Reaper?"
"We wait for our Agily detector to pick something up. We slowly approach, and if they look European, Asian, or whatever, we pursue. Easy enough, no?"
"Uh, about that... There was a pretty strong 'scent' a while back..."
"Wuah?! Tell me sooner! Shit, let's go! Change of plans, everyone! Me and Disappear will go get them, you go find Nicole!"
Fountain, confused, asked Reaper, "Nicole...? Why?"
"We need her Agily for my plan. She's your best friend, you got this! Hopefully!"
Reaper then picked up Disappear and ran to wherever he pointed at.
"W-Wait! Reaper!"
But Reaper only grew smaller and smaller as he kept running away from them.
"Ugh... C'mon, Matt, you asshole... Let's go, Begone."
"Yup yup. I'm comin'."
As Reaper kept running and running, he finally reached the person Disappear talked about. He had some old and raggedy looking clothes, and looked thin and hungry. And, just as he thought, definitely not from around here.
He also seemed around Disappear's age.
"Hey, you! Over there!"
"H-Huh? M-Me...?"
"Yeah, yeah! Let's talk for a second, please."
"N-No... I don't have money... Or food..."
Reaper put Disappear down.
"That's not it, bud. I wanna recruit you!"
"U-Uhm... Recruit?"
"Yeah. You're not from here, are you?"
"W-Wha-! How did you..."
Disappear approached him.
"I'm just like you... Some kid picked up from the streets."
He then put his hands on the kids shoulders.
"But he helped me! Reaper helped me! I know you have powers. We do as well."
"Y-Yeah? You guys... Really do?"
Reaper displayed some electricity in his hand.
"Yup."
He then crouched down to him.
"Look here. We're gonna cause a rebellion. To free you, and all of your friends."
"A-And what do you need me for...?"
"Well... You're gonna free yourself. You and everyone else will fight against the government, using our powers, and with me leading all of us. If we win... Then everyone will be free."
The kid thought for a second.
"W-Well... Alright, I guess..."
"Great! Do you happen to have any friends, like you?"
The kid remained in thought for a moment, then decided to trust Reaper.
"Y-Yeah! We all took shelter in that big, big-big abandoned boat by the docks! There's a lot of us..."
Yes, he did say big three times.
Reaper smiled, and then got up.
"Alright, then. Take me to 'em. Let's go make a proper army!"
And so, it all began...
Reaper and Disappear talked to everyone in the boat, about two hundred people. They convinced about 170 of them. He told the rest to keep considering the offer, and to spread to news to everyone they knew.
After about two days, four hundred people gathered at the boat. Some recruited by Reaper and the rest, some came by themselves after hearing the story from someone else.
They still had a long time 'till the war started. I mean, not really, since it was the 21st now, but still. It was plenty enough!
Fountain eventually convinced Nicole as well, codenamed Anemo.
A few days later, March 25th, now the whole army had around six hundred people. Reaper gathered all of the kids with any type of metal Agily, and made some decent weapons for everyone. Some also had an Agily similar to Disappear, so they could create stuff like weapons or supplies.
In case you were wondering, yes, almost everyone had two or more Agilies. That's cheating, for sure...
Then, another two days passed by. It was now March 27th.
Anyway, on that day, Reaper officially announced to his army the name of it, and decided to give the speech he and everyone else had been waiting for.
He climbed up on the highest point inside the boat, then used someone's Agily to enhance his voice so he would be heard by everyone present.
"Guys! Listen to me!"
All the noise, chattering and commotion stopped, and absolutely everyone looked towards him, even the cockroaches.
"Ah, thanks for the attention. Now, listen here! In a few days, we're going to war! We're gonna fight for our freedom! Me and the rest of your seniors tried our best to train everyone at once, so you all might be a little rusty... But that's fine!"
He raised his fist towards the air.
"Remember, everyone! We're gonna win! I, The Reaper, will lead us to victory! Because we are Hell Incarnated! Because we crawled out of it once, we're now it's master! Understood?!"
Everyone cheered and agreed at his words, and it was clear that everyone loved him.
"We're not gonna loose this! We're gonna use Agilies and weapons to win!"
The Reaper clenched his fist even harder.
"Hell! Remember these words! If you can run, then run! If you can't run, then walk! If you can't walk, then crawl! If you fail to do even that, then fucking shout! Until your lungs collapse or your voice dies out!"
Once again, everyone screamed with all their might! Their yells echoed throughout the whole boat. They were ready.
"And now, Hell!"
A scythe then suddenly appeared in Reaper's hand, probably made by Disappear. He then started spinning it, and sparks of all colors started jumping out of it, in all directions and uncontrollably.
He then shouted with all of his might, as hard as he possibly could.
"Since you're the demons and I'm the Grim Reaper, let's go give heaven some new fucking angels!"