This is a little thing I've been working on for a while. I forget if I've posted a story with it and then unpublished it but. Idk. I have nothing new new to give yall and I feel bad 😭 so. Here is a little thing.
Summary: Welcome to the skz multiverse, ig.
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"War?" Substitute King Lee leaned forward in his seat. "You're kidding, right? We can't go to war in this state our kingdom is in right now!" He projected his voice.
"Sir, they are heading our way. We have no choice–"
"Yes, we do!" He stood up.
The lead guard took a step back. "What would King Bang do?"
Temporary King Lee looked at the guard with a stern, shocked expression. "King Bang would know what to do," the guard stressed. "Where is he?"
"Do not speak of him at the moment, Lieutenant Kim. I am not the King, so as of now, we do what I say while I am in rule." His voice rose with every word and step he took until he towered over the lead guard. Okay, King Lee is shorter than Lieutenant Kim.
Lieutenant Kim mockingly bowed. "I am sorry, your grace... tell your... husband, King Bang that I am sorry."
"Do not kid with me, Kim! He's not my husband, first of all. Second of all, I have complete power till King Bang is better, so you do not, I will repeat, do not mock the king!"
"Minho," King Lee looked to the west, "it's Chan," the dumpling-ferret-like boy said.
King Lee nodded. He turned back to Kim and gripped the taller's shirt collar. "Do not take action until either my say or King Bang's say." He let go. "Escort Lieutenant Kim to his grounds. I don't want to see him till tomorrow." King Lee walked toward his dumpling friend and followed him down the halls.
"What was Kim on about?" The Dumpling man asked, taking King Lee's hand into his own. A pastel green glow emitted from their hands for a few seconds. "Minho?"
"He wants to go to war with The Stealer kingdom," King Lee calmly said.
The dumpling boy's mouth dropped. "But Miroh isn't in a stable condition–"
"Hyunjin, I know... I told him not to take action until either I or Chan said." Minho squeezed the younger man's hand. "What's up with Chan?" Hyunjin tensed up a bit but walked at a steady pace still. "Hyunjin?"
"You'll... have to see."
Minho stopped walking, pulling Hyunjin's arm to force him to stop. "Tell me, Hyunjin–"
"Minho, you're hurting my hand–" he silently screamed when Minho twisted his hand in a way that shouldn't be possible.
"What's wrong with Chan, Hyunjin?" Minho's eyes glowed a violet-blue. Hyunjin only whimpered in pain.
"Enough!" A pink flash blinded the two before a fox-like boy appeared from the blur. "Minho, let go of Hyunjin." Minho did as so, rolling his eyes. Hyunjin sighed in relief and rubbed his wrist. The fox boy turned to King Lee. "Chan is in critical condition right now–"
"Now why didn't you fucking tell me that, Hwang Hyunjin!" Beautiful indigo horns and matching tattered-up feathered wings grew out of Minho's head and back. His eyes were no longer an ocean blue but a killer black.
Jeongin held King Lee back from attacking Dumpling. "Chill out and go to Chan!" The fox-like boy said.
Minho scratched Hyunjin's eye with his deep black claws before flying off deeper down the hall.
Minho landed in front of a door. His horns and wings faded away. The landing wasn't steady, the man felt light-headed and stuttering with his every step.
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