The Lies of our Lives
Thought I'd make an interesting entry to my one-shots for the possible future of all of them.
I apologize for the shortness of it ahead of time.
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Title: The Lies of our Lives
The sound of clashing metal filled they dying world. A something creeping through the cracks of just about everything, silencing and stilling everything with its unknown touch. The people lost shades of their coloring as it touched them and they stared slack jawed at the sight before them.
Two fighters zagged through the air through different methods as they clashed over and over again.
"Tch." One of the fighters said as he was forced to land on the ground and glare up at his opponent, who was standing on thin air. "Can't you see what's happening to this world!? What he's doing!?"
In a flash the other boy was on him, the bastard sword swinging down powerfully against what looked like a giant key. "What does it matter? It's not like any of this is real anyway." The owner of the more normal looking sword growled as he tried to press an advantage.
The key user used the end of his strange weapon to pull the sword away and hit his opponent with the pommel. No blood was spilled as it his solidly against his nose."It's real enough to them!" The key wielder shouted back as a burst of speed propelled him forward.
The other boy rocketed into the sky and stepped onto the air as if it was solid. He quickly whipped his nose, as if he was searching for blood on his uninjured face, before shouting back impassioned then before, "It's all a lie! Lies MADE by someone else! They get off on fucking with our lives! I mean look at us!" He gestured wildly between the two of them, "We're the same damn person!"
It was true, bar a few differences the two could be confused for twins or atleast brothers. The hair, they eyes, the nose, the jaw, everything about them was the same. The only noticeable difference was the slight age difference that put the key wielder in his early twenties compared to his others late teens.
The key wielder shook his in disagreement, "We are our own people. We lived our own lives, make our own decisions,"
An oppressing green power slammed down through the area as thicker shade of it flickered around the floating boy. "You still don't get it do you? All our choice, all our victories, all our suffering, all lies! We are fakes! Fakes made to entertain some fucking nerds looking at a computer screen." A harsh but apparently calming breath escaped his lips, "But we can change that, he can change that."
The sword in his hand start to glow an almost bloody looking purple as he rose it to his shoulder as if it was some sort of demented wing, "We can live our own lives free," His own green aura seemed to rapidly lose its yellow coloring as his sword lost its red, leaving only a single hue of blue, "And you won't stop us."
The key wielder cursed as he jumped impossibly high in the air and started to glide rapidly towards his target, hoping to stop the inevitable.
"Through my Vengeance," The air pulsed briefly as power started to climb within him, "Earn your Redemption."
"Xander!" The key wielder screamed as he dive bombed towards his other, trying to stop the fight before it could escalate further. His sword like key glowing an almost golden color as he prepared to slash it down.
But he was too late as amber eyes glared up at his charge and their owner screamed, "LIAM!"
"You watch us, manipulate us, you change our lives and make us suffer and for what? Petty entertainment? Because you're bored? Because you have nothing better to do with your lives!?
You fragment and distort our very beings with every word your type, with every image you make, and I say no more.
I've seen you, staring at us like the bunch of perverts that you are, and I will not stand for it any longer. All of this will end!
Because I'm going to end this.
Because I'm coming for you.
All of you."
The idea behind this is that a character saw passed the fourth wall and did not like what he had seen. So now he's tearing through fanfiction after fanfiction trying to get to cannon and then our world. With every world he visits he recruits and who he doesn't recruit he drains, effectively powering down the whole story.
One of the people he tried to recruit and failed was Xander that has A Key In Hand and by using his key powers he was able to escape and try to save as many Fic worlds as he could, locking away the world's that he visits from "His" grasp. Unfortunately "He" managed to recruit the Zanpakto wielding version of Xander to act as a vanguard/key blocker for the coming conquest.
So basically it's a continuation of Key in Hand with a hints of a few of the other stories in it. Think of it as a preview, I guess, because of how short it is. It's almost painful but I can't think of much else to add at this point.