"Who are these? Your friends?"
"Yep."
They were sitting in the living room. Second had woken Green to accompany him, and since some of Cobalt's friends had said that they were hungry, Second had fetched a plate of kokies from the kitchen.
"So King killed you," Second summarized, " 'Metale' brought you back from the Void-" The gold-and-silver stick raised a hand. "And you met up with the rest."
"That's about right." Cobalt straightened his back. "Shall we have an introduction?"
"Of course. Go ahead."
"Alright, I'll go first." The gold-silver stick sat up. "My name's Metale. I'm the one who resurrected Cobalt here." She blushed slightly.
"I'm Hex," said a rainbow-colored stick, "Don't mess with me unless you wanna become inverted."
"Wow, that's tempting," Green began.
A split second later, he'd turned a dark shade of red.
"It's so cool, right?" Hex chuckled.
"I would lose my name because of that though," Green huffed.
"Oh yeah, you would." Hex sighed and reverted Green's color.
"I'm Azalae," a purple stick piped up.
"Is that a flower on your head?" Green asked curiously.
"Uh... yes." Azalae looked a bit nervous. "It was given to me by my mother."
Green decided not to ask any more questions, snatched a kokie, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Second turned to the remaining three sticks. "What about you guys?"
"I'm Warm," the yellow stick said, raising his hand.
"What- do you need a fan?" Green asked.
"No! That's my name."
"Oh. Sorry."
"This is my friend, Stal." Warm pointed at the greyish-green stick.
"And I'm Spartan. Spartan-117." The lime stick said.
Second peered at him. Spartan's head's fill color was yellow, which reminded Second of Multi.
"Do you know who Multi is?" Second asked.
"Who?"
"The Multiversal One. Do you know him?"
"Never heard of him. Why?"
"Nothing. You just look like him."
"Really? How?"
"Your head colors."
"Hmm. Okay." Spartan looked intrigued.
"Do you all have powers?" Green asked, "Apart from Cobalt and Hex, of course."
"I do," Metale and Azalae said at the same time.
"So do we," Warm and Stal replied in unison.
"As do I," said Spartan.
Sudden footsteps startled them. They turned to see Chosen sleepily standing in the doorway.
Chosen yawned. "What's going on?"
Then, he noticed the newcomers.
"Who are these people?" he asked Second.
"New recruits, I guess. Cobalt brought them here."
"Wait- Cobalt's here?"
Cobalt raised a hand. "Hey."
"But how- why-" Chosen was struggling for words.
"Long story short: as King flew away, he caught me and threw me into a dripstone cave, killing me. But Metale brought me back, we met up with these guys, and here we are."
Everyone introduced themselves to Chosen, and Chosen nodded with approval.
They sat there for a while, listening to the fire crackling in the fireplace, and the occasional sound of someone munching on a kokie.
"So, Cobalt," Chosen said, breaking the silence, "Why did you decide to come back here?"
"Um... I mean, where else would I go? Why wouldn't I want to stay somewhere with good people, good spirits, and good food?" He popped a kokie into his mouth.
"I guess..." Chosen sighed. "I guess you wouldn't-"
The fire hissed as water doused the fireplace, extinguishing the flames.
"What-" Second got up and stepped over to the fireplace.
The lights sparked, then went out. Soon after, the unmistakable sound of shattering glass filled their ears.
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AvA: Domination
FanfictionKing wasn't dead. Filled with anger and frustration, he came up with a plan- a plan to unleash his fury upon the Second Coming and his team. A plan including havoc and destruction. A plan forged with an alliance. A plan to lead him to world dominati...
