DRAWING BLOOD ~ miniforce fanfic

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A/N: hey besties 😍😍😍 this takes place in season one and is basically a rewritten, juiced up version of that one arc 😍😍😍

this is kinda gorey and slighttlllyyyyy nsfw [the gore and blood kind] and self indulgent so dont expect this to be amazing

have funnnnn 😍

oh and btw

these characters AINT MINE!!!! theyre from this super epic kids show called "miniforce" and its soosoosososoosos cool

the concept was based of it as i mentioned but here is a link to their vids if u want!!! https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLLH1viLEzX4CLL1V7mzlUiqRhXwuyuSeZ

Summary

what truly had got into him?

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it had been not long since the whole fiasco with Pascal's spear.

during a regular mission, where no Mechamons [thank god] had appeared to terrorize the forest, just some Zero-Bots and Pascal's doings...

except while Sammy had been fighting off some particularly resistant Zero-Bots, Pascal striked...

dark energy had charred onto his leather, burning through and into his feathers and skin... except, this energy was... strange.

sammy has been hit by it a particular amount of times, he will admit, especially since the beam was unnecessarily wide.

but this felt different, like some mysterious dark force grasped onto his shoulder and tore it into shreds..

it hurt more than it did, sure, it faded away after he had chased Pascal away and completed the mission. It did sting.. many times, but he was sure it was fine.

but the thing is, something felt... off.

he sat by the edge of the bathtub, watching Volt and Max screw around with the equipment in the bathroom.

He had decided not to jump in, since it soaked his feathers [disgusting!] and would've made the scar sting so much more.

sammy watched Volt coat Max's teeth with an unnecessary amount of bubbles [while making weird sounds that could've been mistakened for an especially angry fox].

"this is how you brush your teeth!" he had giggled as he sped and went onto max's head,

lucy had about his same reaction, except more saturated. "You guys are still children..."

not necessarily false, he'll admit. they were by around teen age, and possibly actual children.

possibly held very loosely when it came to volt.

Max had suddenly sneezed, the abundance of bubbles splattering onto his forehead. The rest paused, and suddenly burst out laughing, pointing at the clump on his head feathers.

how childish.

Max yelled out some incoherent talk over the sounds of laughter, then resumed as the owl shook the bubbles off.

he paused...

and then he didn't know what happened.

"stop it!" he had screamed, suddenly bringing silence in the air. the three going in a state of shock, as they knew sammy as a quiet type.

the silence was deafening, all before a sudden stinging bolt of energy flashed through the — admittedly, hidden — wound on his shoulder.

he winced, curling his feathers around the wound, remembering the god awful cause of it.

"Sammy, what's wrong?" volt asked [which was very unlike him], followed by max,

"are you okay?"

lucy paused, then proceeded to walk — erm, swim walk? — over to his edge of the tub, "Let me take a look." she said softly. she reached her arm out;

"don't touch me!" he retaliated, leading to the fox withdrawing her paw.

after the start of a few comments left by his comrades, "i'm out of here," he growled. jumping off the tub and rushing away as the others stared in distress.

"What got into him?" max said, which was the last thing the red owl heard.

he didn't know what got into him.