The Player That Changed The Game (A KP Story)

Humans vs Gootraxians!

Music to play this chapter: Dangersense by Fishcracks.

As Dreamscaper and Sprinklekit ran to the shutters that led to the crystal caverns, they saw his army on one side and on the other, every single player minus Dreamscaper, being the only player on Team Gootraxian. "So..."a voice blared out as Dreamscaper worked his way to the front lines. "You actually came. I was wondering if those NPCs could actually do something besides being training dummies." Many growls came from the Gootraxians, including Catte, Sprinklekit, and Rainbow. "But you..." He pointed to Dreamscaper. "You're a special little bastard, aren't you? Out of every player here, you're the only one on their side. Well, let me tell you something..." He crouched into a running stance and pulled out a scythe. "Furries piss me off. But enough pleasantries. Here are the battle conditions. If you win, my crew and I will leave this server and won't join again. But WHEN we WIN, you are banned from this server, and your friends will be deleted! How's that sound? Sorry, time's up! It's time for you to die!" He dashed forward with other players following suit. "THIS IS IT! NO RETREAT!" Dreamscaper and everyone else did the same, and what came next could be described in one word: Bloodshed.

Scythes, sledgehammers, bats, goo, and suit pices flew everywhere. As one human fell, a gootraxian fell as well. Players that transfured reset, refusing to join their ranks. This didn't work very well, as the Gootraxians were doing well without the extra numbers. In the middle of it all was White Jack, battling the 3 crystal gootraxians. "Even with the 3 of you, I can still win!" "How about one with excellent skills?" Turing around, he saw Dreamscaper, one hand on his hip. As he was looking, the three crystal goos backed away to help everyone else. "You? HA! With your style of playing, I bet you haven't won a single battle in your life!" "You know, I'm impressed."Dreamscaper said, ignoring Jack's reply. "You turned from noob tryhard to full-blown tryhard in a matter of minutes." "Oh you flatter me, but don't think my guard isn't down." "I know. But tell me..." His eyes turned red for a second, then went back to the usual Jammer blue. "How will 20 minutes of combat compare to 6 years of combat? White Jack tried to keep his confident look on, but Dreamscaper could tell he was nervous. "I-Imposible! This game hasn't been around for that long!" "Who said I was talking about the game?" The red eyes flashed again, freaking out Jack even more. "Sh-Shut up! Get out of my head!" Dreamscaper chuckled. Then, just like that, he dashed up to him with such speed that he practically teleported in front of him. What the f*ck!? He felt himself flying, crashing into one of the lights near the base. As soon as the players in the base saw that, they spammed "hacker" in the chat. As he was getting up, he saw Dreamscaper standing where he was. Just standing there, menacingly... "I will not lose to a hacker like you!" "Hacking? Or just a skill issue?" White Jack was red with rage. "I'M GONNA F**KING KILL YOU!" He ran at him scythe over his head.

Now, a word. This is not Dreamscaper's true nature. It is an act. He uses this act to aggravate and/or scare opponents to ruin their thinking. However, there was some truth in what he said. He had indeed been fighting for about 6 years, about how old the Dreamscape is. As such, his abilities are far surpassed that what could be called human. While he only uses these abilities to the max rarely, he likes to show them off as part of his act. What about the red eyes? It's basically his own version of Sans's eye. Now, with that out of the way, let's get back into the fight.

White Jack swung his scythe over and over, but the blade never met his target, for Dreamscaper kept dodging it with ease. Every once in a while, Dreamscaper would land a swipe on him, and while Jack was recovering, he stood there, looking at him. After a while of this repeated cycle, Jack's rage filled brain clicked. "You're just playing with me, aren't you!?" "Maybe..." "Well guess what!? You're going to lose this battle. Take a look around." Dreamscaper took a good, quick look around to make sure this wasn't a trap. But it wasn't a trap. It was something worse. It was the truth. There were about 6, 7 players circling Nightcrawler, Catte, Sprinklekit, Rainbow, Panther, and Carneline, all of them wounded. "NO!" "Hah! Guess this is the end of this of you and your pathetic excuse of an army!" He didn't respond. He was looking at the ground, anger on his face. "Dreamscaper! Don't worry about us!"yelled Sprinklekit. Catte joined in as well. "Yeah! Take that sonuvab*tch down!" One of the players yelled and kicked Catte, who hissed back. "Shut up, you furry bait! Sir, what shall we do with them?" "Dispose of them. Let's win this once and for-"

*SLASH*

Everything went in slow motion. Nobody comprehend what happened  in that split second. No one but Dreamscaper. He killed White Jack. Not infected. Killed. 3/4 of the HP bar down to 0. Blood spilled into the air and on Dreamscaper. When his body fell, the message was sent that the war was won(as their leader was defeated) and, more importantly, not to screw with Dreamscaper. Everyone watching was shaking, even the Gootraxians. But when Dreamscaper turned to face the remaining players, they froze. His right eye was pure red, and blood was splattered all over him. But the scariest thing about him was what he was doing. Nothing. He just stood there with no expression, staring, as if he was preparing to jumpscare them. "F-f-f-freak! I'm out of here!" "S-s-same!" All of the players surrounding the group disappeared without a trace(logged off). Even then, they didn't move from their spot. They were too scared to do anything, even Nightcrawler, who was thought to be fearless. And out of the blue, Dreamscaper ran away. "W-wait!"Sprinklekit shouted, but no response. He simply ran out of sight...