Seeing the tornado, he gets a bit scared, as if this might be the place he dies. When he has these thoughts the ground from under him starts to break and raise up into the vortex bringing Fredrick with it. Fredrick is flying through the air on the rubble, and in the air he sees broken buildings, cars, a plane, and— people. But most interesting he sees thousands, maybe even millions of those strings Stitch would produce when he severed a limb all around him. But the question isn't, is Stitch dead, it's more like how long until he comes back.
Fredrick tries casting a spell to stop this, but the only problem is he doesn't know any spells, so he guesses but in the middle of the spell something slashes his back with his broken sword. It's Stitch, grinning with half of his face gone, but his body is still trying to reconnect. Fredrick falls in pain and starts to fall through the tornado hitting rubble, as he's falling he sees Stitch coming after him saying over and over "Give me your power, I need your power!"
He falls onto a plane denting it, but something broke his fall before he would die. Stitch falls into it too and hits the plane with speed that should kill someone but he survives it.
"When did you get your cursed eye?" Stitch questioned. As he was getting up and still repairing his body with everything but his left eye. Fredrick picks himself up while being silent as Stitch regains his other eye. "So this is how you wanna act?" He states. "THEN SO BE IT!" He runs at Fredrick dragging the broken sword behind him, he picks it up attempting to stab Fredrick it then a green mystical spike deflected the the stab and stabbed Stitch, making him cough out blood.
To Be Continued...
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Dust to Hope
General FictionA Centuries long story, Spanning across multiple generations each having there own unique twist to the plot line, are you ready for this? If so Buckle in. Read at your own risk, this story contains a lot of trigger topics such as: Ab*se, domestic ab...
