Foxy grabbed his swords and got ready for his journey he had to undertake. He was very nervous. What if he wasn't strong enough? Oliver came over to him.
"I've worn that face before. You'll do great. Even if you don't do good you have a team to back you up." Oliver comforted Foxy.
Foxy nodded. He thanked Oliver. Sans went and grabbed a red scarf. It seemed torn and worn. It must have memorial value to him. The Ironic yet nice thing is that everyone here had lost someone. They all understood each other's pain. Twelve had lost the most. He seemed so excited. Foxy wondered how he could stay so positive in a situation like this. Foxy and all the members began to meet each other and become better friends. They would need to trust each other for the events that would soon unfold. Foxy stood in the middle of the room.
"Thank you all for deciding to join me in our fight. I am happy to say I have made a lot of new friends today. With us together we will defeat the darkness." Foxy stated.
"For Papyrus" Sans put his hand in.
"For Pepper" Tony put his hand in.
"For My Mom" Barry put his hand in.
"For Jean Grey" Logan put his hand in.
"For Isa" Toby put his hand in.
"For My Companions" Twelve put his hand in.
"For M" James put his hand in.
"For Felicity and Laural Lance" Oliver put his hand in.
"For My Family and new friends" Foxy put his hand in.
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The heroes walked out of Sans place. Bill decided to stay behind. He would come if they really needed him. The Heroes got stares from demons and monsters as they walked to the stairs out. The stairs led to the sky, the exit. They would have to fight the darkness himself to leave. Sans's eye began to glow. He was determined. (Media)
They walked up confidently. The Heroes had all of it on the line. They finish the flights of stairs. On the top stood the dark figure that Foxy had seen once before. He sat on a throne of dark energy.
Foxy unsecured his swords.
Toby began generating Lighting.
Sans let his eye run wild, it changed colors rapidly.
Barry's eyes sparked with lightning.
James cocked and loaded his pistol.
Oliver locked an arrow.
Twelve pointed his Sonic Screwdriver.
Logan released his claws.
Tony charged his repulsers.
The Battle Began.
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The Origin Of Foxy
FantasyA 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!
