One-Shots [Boboiboy]

Nothing Would Be The Same Again

Someone told him that after this, nothing would be the same again.

They just didn't tell him how much things would change, for the worse, or for the better.

Quake had enough.

"Either you tell us how to beat Retakka, or I'm tearing this place apart." He didn't hesitate when he looked Tok Kasa dead in the eye, his rocky fingers tightening as the ground began to shake. Spikes emerged around the elderly alien, clamping shut as it held him down.

"Quake!" Ice cried, trying to reach to his leader. Blaze held him back, his hands sizzling on Ice's jacket, knowing that interfering would make things worse than it is.

How ironic.

The tables have been turned.

Pipi turned to Quake with fear in her eyes, her father trailing behind her. Adudu tried to help his master, but an earth barrier rose that blocked him and Probe from entering the scene.

"I know you're planning to take my powers ever since the beginning," Quake said, his voice devoid of emotion, with only the poison of threat. The rocks around Tok Kasa closed in, which forced a grunt from the alien. "Do you really think... I would be that... blind?"

"B—but how?" Tok Kasa choked, his neck craning desperately to get oxygen. "You shouldn't have a conscious of your own! You—you're just an element!"

"Do I?" Quake mused, spikes of earth rising from his feet. "If that were true..." He knelt down and picked up what seems to be the remains of his staff, and the emerald-colored crystal that laid beside it. He tossed the gem into the air and caught it, like he was flipping a penny.

"Let me tell you," Quake whispered, catching the crystal into his fist. "Boboiboy's long dead." He crushed the crystal with his bare fist, the debris scattering by his feet. Leering towards the suspected betrayer, Quake smirked in triumph. "I've been hosting this body before your so-called training started. Are you sad that you couldn't see him go?"

Blaze and Ice stared at Quake in shock, but realization began to settle in as they realized that there were no strings attached to Quake; that there were no more connections that held them as one being.

They had their free wills, and they didn't even notice it.

"You aren't wrong, Gopal." Quake turned to the right, where the Indian boy was cowering from all of the chaos. "Boboiboy is a good host. But he just couldn't handle our true power." He clenched his fists. "It was too young for him to even handle all of us. He grew up too fast, and he doesn't have the experience."

Quake's eyes fell to the ground, and an earthquake began, throwing everyone off balance.

"My only concern is that his father could be more attentive to him."

A ravine formed beneath them, throwing all of them into the darkness, all except for the three elementals, two of which were miraculously spared.

"Wait—!" Pipi cried, but it was too late. The chasm closed before they could recover, and they were left in the black.

The earth closed up, leaving not even a scratch, of which even the grass was perfectly intact. Still in his shock, Ice fell to his knees, staring at the sealed ground in horror.

This was fear, wasn't it? Ice wondered. A fear where it didn't belong to another, but his own.

He could think for his own now.

Was that a good thing?

"That old man leaked our whereabouts to Retakka," Quake said, his voice flat, back turned from them. "If we don't go now, he'll come for us."