Chapter 29: With Great Power

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TNT's Pov:
When I looked down at myself, I realized what I wore changed. I was wearing a white shirt was really long sleeves. My pants were white as well as my shoes. My mask was red to signal that I had fire powers and if that didn't signal that. Well, then my two wings made out of fire would have definitely caught an eye. "Oh, who cares about an upgrade or a change. You are still the pathetic mouse everyone knows." Dream Writer spoke, growling. 'Apparently, I do because this way I can finish you once and for all!' The words above my head read as I landed on the ground. "You got a bit of confidence in you, huh? Guess we're gonna fix that." She threatened as she raced toward me. I used my fire powers to create multiple balls of fire to throw at her. She ended up tripping more than she wanted to so, she used her wings to fly upwards. I looked up to see her raise her hands to which bigger hands made of darkness appeared behind her. "Hope you aren't afraid of the dark." She teased as she smirked at me. I sweated as the hands made their way toward me and I jumped up only to fly thanks to my wings. The hands began following me as I flew around to get away from them. I got an idea as I noticed Writer wasn't paying attention to me but, rather my friends. I quickly flew toward her as the hands of darkness dangerously came closer to me. Before she had time to notice, I flew right beside her and I could see the wind shake her a little. The hands of darkness grabbed her and smashed her against the ground. 'Never underestimate me for even a second, Writer.' The words read as I raced my friends who had difficulties climbing up to my battlefield.

'Climb quickly though.' The words warned as I made a latter of fire for them to climb. They didn't waste a minute as they began climbing quickly. "Oh, Sam!" Someone called and I was suddenly thrown back to a wall by a ball of darkness. "You said it yourself to never underestimate you so, I didn't." Writer chuckled as she walked toward me. I noticed the cliff that was next to me and she grabbed my head before making me face the edge of the cliff. I saw my friends falling. As I was hit, my fire latter disappeared from my sudden disappearance of control. They didn't have the ability to manipulate their powers to save them because they never received such gifts. I looked at Failboat who managed to catch me staring. We stared at each other for a while and it felt like time went slow. My eyes widen as I know their death might come soon. He looks at me and smiles. Tears pricking both of our eyes. 'No.' The words spoke. My friends were halfway there. 'No!' The words stated. I pushed Writer off of me and leaped off the cliff. 'NO!' The words yelled. I used my wings to fly as fast I can to them. I saw them all stare at me with a smile on their face and that's when I heard it. A loud smack. A noise that traumatized me right then and there. I was too late. They all hit the ground and blood was already spilling over the ground. I went to my knees and tears streamed down my face. 'I wasn't quick enough.' The words read. I looked over everyone corpse and cried even harder.

"Aw, the hero didn't make it." Dream Writer spoke and I turned around. 'So, this was your plan? To kill everyone so, me and you could battle it our forever until the end in this colorless world?' The words asked. "You finally got it." She responded as she made of a fist of darkness go toward me. I quickly responded by making a hand out of light. "Give it up. It's better to die with your friends. After all, darkness will take over this world." Writer exclaimed as she made her dark fist try to break my hand. She was right though, what's left of me to try to save this world? Everyone is probably dead by now. I looked over to my friends or what was left of them and growled. No, they wouldn't want me to give up so easily. 'No! I know my friends would want me to win. To win to know I could save this world because you're wrong!' The words exclaimed and I noticed strings surround my hand of light. It was the Puppeteers' strings and I smiled. "The light always overpowers darkness." I spoke and crashed my hand onto Dream Writer. A sudden explosion was made and I closed my eyes. As soon as I opened them, everything was black.

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