Twelve opened to the next poem.
It Read:
"Steel flows throughout his veins. He has lost someone as well. He is very strong in heart and determination. He is definitely a "X" Factor."
Twelve looked. "X" stood out to him. The X-men. It was no other than the Wolverine. Tony smiled at the mention of his name.
"One of the funniest guys ever. Not the funniest, I am by far." Tony laughed. Twelve set for Wolverine's location.
Logan/Wolverine's P.O.V
"Dam that hurt" Logan spoke. He got up. He looked around. He really could use a drink after a beat down like that. Then a blue box began to appear. Logan stared and extended his claws. A man in a Iron Suit walked out.
"The Man of the hour. Mr. Claws himself. Nice to meet ya." Tony spoke.
Logan looked confused.
"Hey cut the crap. Why are you hear bub." Logan snarled.
Tony explained the matter at hand. Logan smiled.
"Let's kick some." Logan said as he and Tony went inside.
Twelve waved to Logan as he walked in. Logan seemed pretty chill. Now it was time for the last person. Twelve opened the book for the last time. The Poem read: "Not a Immortal. He sits in the land of Big Ben. Always with a gun in hand he can trust no one."
Twelve was very troubled. He should know this one. He was always in England. After thinking Twelve finally put a name to his answer. James Bond.
James P.O.V
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"Take em away boys," James spoke with satisfaction. He was very proud of his plan that he had successfully had accomplished, of course without the casualty. James walked out onto the streets of modern London. He saw a police box start to appear out of thin air. He pulled his gun out of his holster. He walked toward the box. He pushed the doors open with caution. He saw many people inside. He decided to act casual. An Old Man laughed.
"Guess He Found us, Clever." The Man said.
James pulled his gun back out. Logan got his claws out and Oliver locked a arrow on his sight.
"Hey, put it down. We need you to help us. It's for the world." Twelve spoke softly. James decided this man seemed wise. Twelve cought him up on the situation. James was very puzzled. A Human like him? Helping take out a evil powerful man? He wanted to help. Then Twelve smiled.
He was ready to return to Foxy and Sans. They where ready for battle.
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Twelve returned with everyone.
"Foxy! We got a team!" Twelve yelled.
Foxy was still training with his new swords. He had become very good. Foxy walked up and met everyone. Sans did the same.
"Alright Guys, I know this will be a hard fight but we need to stop the darkness and escape. We need to save everyone!" Foxy yelled.
Everyone let out a cheer.
It was time. It was time the light had a fight.
YOU ARE READING
The Origin Of Foxy
خيال (فانتازيا)A Father Named Foxy finds a ancient power within him. He puts his children in danger and loses them. Will he find them again? With the help of his friends and the power of light he might stand a chance. GO DEAR READER! GO AND DEFEAT THE DARKNESS!
