The Maestro and the Singer (Balan x Reader)

Chapter 6: Be Prepared

A/N: A little heads up, there's a Lion King reference coming up! After all, this is supposed to be a musical. ^^ Also I'm now back to writing on my phone which I prefer so hopefully all spelling errors should be fixed. Also, mild spoilers if you haven't played the game yet!

Third Person P.O.V

Darkness rained over the isolated space. Merely lightyears of what could be seen felt like negativity.

Negaties. Little tiny creatures who had only one job. To serve their master, Lance. But since he's been defeated, their job was to bring him back.

"Right then, we got all the things. Now all we need to do is perform the incantation." One said that seemed to be the leader.

"Ugh, can't you do this for once? I'm getting tired of these shenanigans." The other said who seemed to have a low gravelly voice.

"How did I get stuck with all of you." The one pointed to the other two. They were much smaller than them and couldn't even talk but only squeaked.

"We're the only ones left. We have to bring him back." They referred to their master.

"Fine." The other agreed and began to speak out words which seemed foreign on their tongue.

Lightning and darkness all formed together. A dark vortex formed. Soon enough, a figure was clear to see. The Negaties gasped in shock and began to shake in fear. After speaking the words for longer the figure's presence became known. They had done it.

The words had been spoken and the objects they needed all disappeared into thin air. The atmosphere went back to what it was.

The figure stood tall and towered over the Negaties.

The mysterious stranger took a big stretch and let out a yelp.

"AGH! How long did it take you to bring me back?" He asked with a fed up-like tone. It was Lance.

"W-we, tried our best to s-save you, Master." The one who said the incantation spoke out.

"Ugh, well, try to do better next time. Well, I don't think there's even gonna be a next time. After all, I'm not gonna let Balan and his puny visitors get rid of me that easily again." Lance clenched his teeth and the slight mention of Balan's visitors.

"Yes, Master. Oh! And speaking of visitors, Balan has another one right now! A girl." The other Negatie told him.

"What? Uggghhhh." What seemed to have been annoyance turned to laughter pretty quick. It was evil laughter.

"Oh, Balan. Still charming the ladies, I see." He grinned in delight, but a devilish delight.

"I bet he's told her everything. The inhabitants, the balance... me." Lance looked down. He then jumped in front of the Negaties, giving them a fright.

"Well, if he wants to go for round two, then I'm all for that..."

With one click of Lance's fingers. A spotlight appeared onto him. The Negaties looked confused and the smaller ones gave a fearful squeak.

"I know that your powers of retention
Are as wet as a warthog's backside."

"But thick as you are, pay attention!
My words are a matter of pride." Lance slapped one of the Negaties.

"It's clear from your vacant expressions
The lights are not all on upstairs"

"But we're talking kings and successions
Even you can't be caught unawares"

"So prepare for a chance of a lifetime
Be prepared for sensational news"

"A shining new era is tiptoeing nearer-."

"-And where do we feature?" One of the Negaties asked.

"Just listen to teacher." Lance pinched him on the cheek.

"I know it sounds sordid
But you'll be rewarded"

"When at last I am given my dues
And injustice deliciously squared..."

"Be prepared!"

Lance let out an evil laugh. While the Negaties tried to copy him.

"ENOUGH!" He yelled, his voice as sharp as a blade, causing the Negaties to be quiet in a split second.

"Now then, let's go say hello to an old friend."

A/N: This was really fun to write and I hope you guys enjoyed it too. I'll see you in the next one.

Stay tuned, my fellow Bookworms!