Mid Fight Madness (A Trickente story)

Superficial Menace

Tricky POV: Darkness is all I see I just died but I will rise I will kill that stupid Mag. Nothing will stop me! I am Tri- Wait haven't I already been in this scenario? Oh Crap!

3rd Person POV: Tricky immediately bolts upwards but instead of being at the church or anywhere at all he's on a hill? "Wait this isn't just any hill this is the hill I woke on when I first arrived here... But everything's all bland" Tricky looks around and sees the grass is now a light shade of gray and the sky ohh boy its a lighter gray and the sun is a white color. "Oh so this place is if Nevada had RTX on hehe" Tricky then gets serious and thinks to himself (Hmm this isn't purgatory because its clearly obvious but what is this place) Tricky gets up and wanders around until he makes it to the city but the bill board that once said 'Welcome to Friday Night City' is now glitched and distorted. "Weird now WHERE THE HECK AM I" As if the universe had heard him a strange voice had spoken "You're in my world clown" Tricky looks for the voice "Who said that show yourself!" The voice chuckles "No need to get all defensive Tricky come... Find me." Tricky pulls out his stop sign from his mouth and travels at high speeds looking for the mysterious person

(How the world Tricky was in looked like)

3 hour time skip

3rd Person POV: Tricky stops searching for this mysterious person to take a breather "I swear if this is a prank I'm gonna shred their body apart and use their veins as a jump rope and spinal cord as a whip!" As soon as Tricky said that a voice spoke with an echo going through out the city "Giving up already c'mon show me your true nature clown." Tricky just groans in annoyance and spots a cliff side with a white sunset but what caught his attention was a man sitting on a bench facing the sunset. Tricky thinks to himself (Time to get my answers).."Hey who are you!" He shouted, the figure only patted the spot right next to him on the bench almost as a gesture. Tricky then proceeded to hear a voice each out "Come Tricky sit with me." Tricky only got irritated and said "No! I didn't just search for 3 hours just to get bossed around. Now you're going to tell me what the heck is going on here NOW!" The figure stayed silent then said "Please sit with me I INSIST!" When the the man raised his voice Tricky felt the world shake and the sky glow pure white for a second immediately walked to the bench and sat right next to the figure fiddling his fingers looking at the figure trying to see any face details but for some apparent reason his face is covered in a shadow which should even be possible since he's literally staring at a light source. "Alright now answer my question. Why am I HERE!" The man only chuckles and says "Yes Tricky I understand you want to go back to your lady friend already but please be patient, also would you like a cup of tea?" Tricky takes the tea spitefully but just listens to what he has to say "You know this scenario reminds me of one summer day in the park, I was having just a delightful picnic with my good friend uhh lets just call him Orville. And I said to him, I said, "Orville, I-I have a story," And he said to me, "What's the significance of the story?" I said to him "Orville, not every story has to have significance, ya know? Sometimes uhh, you know, sometimes a story is just a story. You try to read into every little thing and find meaning in everything anyone says, you'll just drive yourself crazy. Had a friend do it once - wasn't pretty - we talked about it for years. And-and not only that, but, you'll likely end up believin' something you shouldn't believe or thinkin' something you shouldn't think o-o-or assumin' something you shouldn't assume, ya know? "Sometimes," I said, "a-a-a story is- is just a story, so just be quiet for one second of your life and eat your sandwich, okay?" Of course, it was only then I realized I made sandwiches and, poor Orville was having such difficulty eating it! Weeping Ghost have those clumsy hands, ya know? A-Actually, I-I suppose that's the problem; they don't have hands at all, do they? They've, they're all stubs! A-an I-I couldn't imagine someone asking me to eat a sandwich with my non existent stubs. Now, if I recall correctly there was a bakery nearby. I- I said to him "Orville, l-let me go get you some rye bread." Now, I-I'm unsure if ghost enjoy rye bread, but I assure you that Orville does. Now this was on a Tuesday which was good because rye bread was always fresh on Tuesday. They made sourdough on Monday and threw it out Wednesday. O-or rather they sold it at a discount for people wantin' to feed the ducks and then, probably at the end of the day finally they threw it all out, I-I don't recall. I do remember a man who would bring his son to the bakery every Wednesday, and-and go feed the ducks. He would buy all of the sourdough bread. Of course, you know, you're not supposed to feed the ducks sourdough bread at all. It swells up in their stomach and then they all die. At, ah, at least, at least that's what I've heard. Ya know, I never saw any ducks die myself, but I did notice a substantial decrease in duck population over the course of a few years. I just never thought to stop the man and tell him he was killing the ducks by feeding them sourdough bread! And if you want my opinion on the matter, heh, and I told Orville this as well: if you wanna feed ducks or birds or any kind for that matter, especially buy seed. I mean, when you think about it, breads of any sort don't occur in nature. They don't grow on trees or spring up from the bushes! I don't think birds know what to do with bread. What was I saying? Oh, oh yes yes. So I bought Orville some rye bread. What a fine day it was." Tricky fell asleep mid way story and woke up when he finished "Im sorry but.... WHAT THE HECK DOES THIS HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH MY CURRENT SITUATION! LIKE AM I SUPPOSED TO FORGET ABOUT EVERYONE SPECIAL IN MY LIFE AND LISTEN TO YOU MONOLOGUE ABOUT YOUR PAST FOR ALL ETERNITY! IS THIS MY PUNISHMENT, MY HELL BECAUSE IF IT IS THEN KILL ME NOW I RATHER DIE AND BE STUCK IN PURGATORY THAN HEAR YOU TALK! SO JUST KILL ME NOW!" The man only chuckled "Ho Ho Hoo... No. You see Tricky I think you misunderstood the meaning of the story you see a story could have no meaning like this very encounter could possibly have no meaning but who knows? Because I definitely don't. But the point being is that anything can be improvised in some sort of way you just have to make it work out." Tricky gets even more pissed off "What does this have anything to do with my life right now..." The figure just makes an exasperated sigh and says "Don't you get it! You're making excuses and you are making improvisations for your feelings relating Sarvente!" Tricky was... Perplexed the only that could come out of his mouth was "Uh...Oh....mmm" The man then spoke "So it is true." Tricky immediately backed up and was trying to convince him otherwise. "No No I don't like her I just... Have an interest in her Ya a non romantic interest in her!" The figure just says "And with having a romantic interest in her you risk her and other people's safety." "WHAT!" Was all Tricky could say. "Indeed that is why I brought you here. You see an old foe has... Comeback." Tricky questions this and says "Well who is it!?" The only words that escaped the figures mouth was "The Auditor." Trickys expression went from curiosity to fear "What! That's impossible how!"

"He's a being who's goals and vendetta are unknown even by me but all I do know is from what he said 'Ill take back what's rightfully mine' so I can't really say much." The figure spoke solemnly, Tricky thought to himself (What does the Auditor mean by that? (Gasp) Oh Crap!) "I figured out what he meant!" The figure looked at him his face still pitch black "He wants me... It all makes sense the Mag coming after me. I knew it was more than just a Mag getting here on accident... No it was intentional" The figure then spoke "(Sigh) I knew something like this was going to happen, beings of great power would probably be searching for breachers because of what they are capable of, it's why gave you that ring in the first place, it was so you could blend in..." Tricky immediately perked up surprised and said "Wait what... You're the person that sent me here, you're the person who gave me that ring. You're the Creator!" The now revealed Creator says "Really I thought it was obvious. Now back to the subject the reason you risk Sarventes safety is because the Auditor will kill anyone who is in the way of his plans, if you leave her and cut ties he will leave her alone because even he doesn't need want civilian casualties." Tricky then says "Wait aren't I a civilian?!" The creator just says "You lost your citizenship the moment you become a reality warping demon clown" Tricky is at a lost for words "Well can't I... Isn't there a...Can I at least tell her before I cut ties so she understands?!" "NO! You cannot tell her anything if she knows what's going on then they'll see her as a threat, there secrecy will be exposed and she could accidentally spread the news about them until the whole city knows and they'll be forced to paint Friday Night City red! He is so strict about the success of the mission to the point if you fail he will personally kill you himself, he is far more worse than The Scarle- Nevermind. But I'm sorry Tricky there's not much you can do..." The creator puts his hand on Trickys shoulder. "Ok I understand" Tricky gets up and starts walking away but the creator calls him out "Tricky since you were so cooperative I trust you with my identity so here" The creator looks upwards showing a glimpse of his actual face

All Tricky could say was "Whoa..." The Creator then cleared his throat and said "Now then Tata." And with that he snapped his fingers. Tricky jolted out of a bed? "That was a weird dre-" Tricky is interrupted by Sarvente jumping to Tricky lifting him a few feet off the ground while exclaiming "Oh thank goodness your okay. I missed you a lot Little Lamb don't ever do that again!" Tricky is just getting crushed by this beautiful woman's (Ew) grip, but he remembered what the Creator told him (Don't screw it up pal) "Sarv I need to tell you something...."

Ohh better luck next time because this story is about to get serious. Sorry for the delay I had to make sure this chapter explained some things while being discreet. Also I hope you guys liked my design of the Auditor I think it was kind of obvious he was the black figure with red eyes, and I really hope you guys enjoyed the picture reveal of The Creator (Not self insert) btw that form is a ruse his true form will come eventually. I think we all know where the Creators story is from. Anyways Peace!✌