Lightning Strikes (Dan Howell FanFic)

A Rip In The Alliance

Cassie's POV:

     I cannot believe Dan is dating that, whatever. Matt. And isn't Matt a boy's name? Well, it could be short for something like Matteline, if somebody decided to spell it that way. Maybe I should ask, so I walked over to where everybody was talking. Lili was out doing something I'm pretty sure.

     "Soooo, Matt. Is Matt, like, short for anything? Like Matteline or something? Because like, Matt is a boys name, and, like, it's just not really, like, a girls name, like you know?" I asked, wedging my way between Dan and herself so the couldn't be next to each other. All she did is give me some sort of death glare, so I returned her with my signature death glare that wins over everybody.

     But, all Matt did was continue to stare right into my eyes. That's impossible, making my mouth open slightly. She gave a malicious smile. "What, you actually think you can take me down with your signature death glare? You're gonna have to do better than that," she said while still staring at me. How was this girl so tough? And how did this girl know that was my signature glare?

     Matt moved infront of me so she could sit next to Dan. Jealousy boiled up in me, suddenly making me punch her straight in the face. Matt turned around with her jaw so tight it could explode. I was scared of how intimidating she was. No, Cassie, you're a Titanchrome too, you can easily take her, and win. She grabbed me by my throat, and picked me up with a great force of movement.

     I was thrown so hard that I nearly blacked out from hitting the walls of the cove. Matt came over and grabbed me by the throat again. "I dare you to punch me one more time," she whispered. So I did, but she ducked out of the way before dropping me. I stood back and started to throw kicks and punches, but of course Matt dodged me and did a very strange movement that took me down. I had never seen her style of fighting before.

     What was it? "What's that style of fighting? I've never seen it before," I asked Matt as she started walking off. 

Becky's POV:

     "It's called Rip Ares fighting. Ares is the God of War, but I don't understand how Matt could possibly know that style of fighting, considering Titanchrome's only use modern fighting styles, unless she's somehow connected to Ares," I replied to Cassie.

     If she was connected to Ares, it would be nor a good or bad thing. It would be chaotic. I noticed Dan was in deep thought, trying to process certain things. "Aw crap, how long have we been here?" he suddenly asked. "Um, about an hour," Riley replied while sitting on his laptop. Dan's eyes widened. Matt's eyes widened as well. "PHIL!!!" they shouted in unison.

Matt's POV:

      Dan and I ran out the cove across the meadow and into my car. "I swear if the apartment's on fire, I'm gonna murder somebody," he said while I sped down the road.

      We pulled up infront of Dan's flat and rushed through the doorway to see that Phil somehow escaped out of the duct tape and was perched on the island in the kitchen shoving handfuls of Shreddies in his mouth. Crumbs were everywhere.

     "Aw dammit Phil," I whined while yanking the cereal box from his hands which were all clammy. He started grunting and climbing all over me, pissing me off. "KNOCK IT OFF NOW PHIL!!!!!!" I screamed while pushing him off.

      He started to run around, eventually hitting the wall and falling down. 

Sending me and Dan into a laughing fit.

A/N:

Wassup MoFo's. Sooooo, sorry for not updating, but my writers block is slowly going away, so more chapters coming soon. I have a great idea for the next chapter, and I'm getting started on it as soon as possible. And once I hit a little over 400 reads, I'm gonna break out the special idea. It will switch the story from Happily Ever After to something much different. Leave a comment if you really want to see what the special chapter is.

Bye MoFo's

Question/Lyric of the Day:

What do you think the special chapter will be about?

"If happy ever after did exsist, I wish to be holding you like this"