Why Me? {Magical Boys Benchtrio}

Welp, there I go, down to hell

Ranboo woke up to someone dabbing a cold cloth on his stinging forehead. He must have hit his head after he fell though the rift. His hand curled slightly, trying to find Phil's scythe. But it was gone from his hand.

No no no. He had to have the scythe! The fate of his world depended on it! Ranboo tried to get up, but a pair of hands pushed him back.

"Woah, down move so much." A soft, British voice said, "you hit your head pretty bad. You're lucky my brother and his friend found you."

Ranboo groaned, "...scythe... I need-"

The voice chuckled, "yes, yes. They're picking up your cosplay items now."

Ranboo slowly opened his eyes to see a young man standing over him. He was in a small house, laying on a couch. It seemed... Peaceful. No distant sounds of war. No red haze hanging over everything from the smoke and fire.

"So," the young man started, "what's your name?"

"Ranboo." The boy tried to sit up again, despite the headache it brought, "I have to get the scythe and-"

"Woah," the man pushed him down again, "I told you to stop moving. Ranboo, was it? I'm Wilbur."

Ranboo gulped softly. He didn't realize how thirsty he was. How long has he been out?

"H-how long-?" Ranboo asked.

Ranboo was cut off by coughing. Wilbur helped him sit up, handing him some water.

"It's been about an hour since we found you." Wilbur told the boy, "do you have anyone we could call? Anywhere to go?"

Ranboo sighed, "no. My mentor tasked me with finding the weapons. He-he's probably been captured by now."

Wilbur nodded slowly, "okay... Um-"

The door of the house flew open, revealing a grinning, blonde teen and a shorter teen with brown hair. In their hands were the magic weapons Ranboo had been tasked with finding. The boy shot up from the couch, wobbling slightly but making his way over to the boys.

"Give those to me." Ranboo demanded, trying to pull the scythe from the shorter boys hands.

The shorter took a step back, "woah boss man, calm down. We're not going to break them or anything."

"That doesn't-!" Ranboo paused as his head spun, "that doesn't matter..."

"Uh, you good?" The blonde boy asked, "you look pale as fuck."

"What do you-?" Ranboo looked at the mirror hanging by the door.

Ranboo's eyes widened in horror. His skin was no split half white, half black. His typically black and white hair was blonde and even his heterochromia had turned his eyes to a blueish-grey. He looked... Human.

"Oh no..." Ranboo gasped, taking a step back, "no no no. This is bad! This is very bad!"

Wilbur came up, placing his hands on the tall teens shoulders, "I think you need to sit down. Your injury may be worse than we thought."

"I've had worse, now give me the scythe." Ranboo shrugged Wilbur's hands off.

"Worse!?" Wilbur looked alarmed, "okay, change of plans, you're staying here until you tell us the whole story."

"I don't have time!" Ranboo shouted, "and unless I get those weapons, this world won't have time either."

"Okay, dude, chill." The shorter one said, holding out the scythe.

Ranboo gave a sigh of relief, reaching out for the weapon. But before he could grab it, a small, green blur crashed through the window and snatched they scythe away. It landed on the ground, chittering in laughter, before it started away.

"The fuck was that!?" The blonde boy shouted.

"A Smiler!" Ranboo grit his teeth, running after the thing, "I have to get that scythe before it goes back through the rift!"

"You shouldn't be going anywhere!" Wilbur shouted after him.

Ranboo didn't listen as he ran after the Smiler. The creature held the scythe in it's sharp toothed mouth and it ran. Ranboo wondered how a blob with two legs could be so fast. The Smiler slipped on a leaf, giving Ranboo just enough time to catch up and take the scythe back.

As soon as Ranboo grabbed the scythe, there was a purple glow. Ranboo ignored it in favor of using the scythe to end the Smiler.

"What the fuck..."

Ranboo turned to see Wilbur and the two teens. The three of them had varying degrees of surprise and shock on their faces.

Ranboo's tail flicked nervously, "um... I got the scythe back?"

Wilbur sighed heavily, leaning against a tree, "I need to sit down... Tommy, you might have to carry me back..."

The blonde boy, Tommy, snorted, "honestly Wil, I might pass out too."

"Look, I'm sorry if I scared you-" Ranboo started.

"Are you an alien or something?" The shorter boy asked.

Ranboo slowly shook his head, "No... I'll explain everything as soon as... As soon as you..."

Ranboo's vision started to get blurry. He saw Wilbur, Tommy, and the other boy jump towards him before he blacked out.