The Meme Chronicles 2018

Chapter 9

  The sun disappeared behind this behemoth. The crabs were no longer in site. Terror's icy nails screeched down their spines like a blackboard. What. Was That?! The thing lifted its head as if it was a giant boulder. Soon it became clear what they were looking at. The silhouette turned into a shade of bright red, the colour of blood. Finally, the face tilted up into view.

  A giant, white, T.

  That was the only facial features on its face, just a T. The mass fear was swiftly replaced with confusion. Suddenly, a deep growl came from no where, "Where. Is. Pewdiepie?" It must have come from the beast, despite no change in its expression. The brodas (Including Clarence this time) had no idea what to say. Pewdiepie? What? It reared up the golden trident and slammed it back down, "Pewdiepie. Now!" 

  It inched closer, seemingly inspecting the team without the use of eyes. They stood still. What else could they do? Even the Knuckles just stood there... uncharacteristically stiff. The red beast had had enough games. It pulled itself to full height, looming over the brodas. brandishing the trident that shone with malice. In a flash the three pointed prongs were zooming towards them, they only just managed to brake their trance and leap out  of the way.

 They were trapped! They couldn't leave the island from the fear of getting slaughtered, and they couldn't stay on the island from the fear of being slaughtered. What a pickle. Brodas ran to and fro, dodging the deathly pokes. One brave Knuckle even spat on it. I can respect such selflessness. 

  It seemed hopeless. In slow-motion, Clarence yelled for a fellow knuckle, salty sea wind breezing in his hair. When slow-motion happens, you already know that it serious. Then, mysteriously, when all hope for survival was lost, a warm and inviting glow lit up the area. Everyone, including the red T beast, looked up in awe. It was radiating and welcoming. An orb of gold was floating in the sky above the beast's head. It opened, and out stepped a majestic man.

  Pure brilliance was in front of them all. An angelic voice carried throughout the land, "Whats up bros..." Unfortunately, it was only the beast that recognized such beauty. It entered a savage rage at the sight of the man before him. Despite the pure anger and thrashing of beast below, the Swedish man was at peace, suspended in the thin air. Slowly, as all the brodas on the island stared in amazement, the God-like figure pulled out a glowing, golden, glistening long sword from his back. His eyebrows furrowed. At the sight of such a weapon, the beast recoiled.

  "T-series... Such a shame to see you in this state."

  "Ha! I am one. Of many. We are. Powerful." The beast seized its aggression.

  "Powerful? I would expect such crap from the media!" At that remark, the T-Beast thrusted into the air, weapon pointed on its enemy. The Swedish beauty just side-stepped, completely under-miming the angry red boi. With one simple flick of his wrist, he completely shattered the trident. Shock exploded into everyone, and joy into Clarence. Such an epic anime moment!

  "Back down, T-Beast! I might just spare you!" His eyes was narrowed slits. The beast paused for a brief moment, before leaping to scratch him with its long, black and sharp claws. It caught the majestic Sweed off-guard, and it left a long bleeding gnash on his arm. He cried out in pain, and sent his long-sword plummeting to the ground. it landed point first, like Arthur's sword in a sandy stone. Clarence saw his chance, but before he could take any action, the little Queen came bumbling into his way, and straight up yeeted the sword from the ground. Rage boiled up in Clarence as if someone paused Sicko Mode. The Queen could barely handle the power that she was wielding, but still persisted to take a stance against the T-Beast. It was too distracted to notice, and continued to strike at the legendary floating man. 

  He was in agony! Clarence couldn't do anything about it, he wasn't some God after all. Before anyone could react, the Queen clucked viciously, and clumsily lobbed the long-sword in the direction of the T-Beast. As if a missile, it locked onto the beast and sliced right through its flank. A horrifying screech of pure agony broke loose. From where the sword impaled it, white orbs erupted out. The beast scrambled and scratched to stop the flow and break off the sword. After throwing the sword out of its body, it slumped back into the ocean, defeated. 

  The Godly man looked over to the brodas. Pure relief and pride shone off his face. A soothing Swedish voice said, "Which one of you bros saved me?" The Queen stepped forwards, and mass clucking celebrated their Queen. The face of pride was swiftly switched with a face of 'What-no-that-can't-be'. 

  "You... Are Ugandan Knuckles?!" More clucking, just because. He continued, "I thought I killed you off in meme review? You survived?!" He extended his arm, and the long-sword shot back into his hand. He descended to the shore line, "I can't believe it bros..."

  After some lovely introduction, he announced his name as 'Pewdiepie' (I should hope that you knew). When Clarence mentioned the white orbs that the T-Beast dropped, he walked over to them. Vibrating, the flew with lightning speed into Pewdiepie. He absorbed them. Instantly, his arm healed, and a number displayed above his head, '76,537,927'. he described them as his 'bros'. he must have had alot of friends.

  The pleasentries had to be cut short, as the golden portal opened up again. He looked back at them, "You know, this war with T-series is quite an adventure bros. And you guys look like the perfect army."

----------Authors note----------

Welp, here it is. This sudden change in direction was made literally as i was writing. Uploads with have some thicc gaps as my cousin has become my editor for my main work and my GCSEs have picked up. I'm not sure that I'll keep this book exclusive to 2018 memes, and I'll have to change the title soon to something cooler :)