#@oogaboogaspookymans oc

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Lmao I was inspired, I'm meant to be writing the horrors and yet the movie au dorks are at the helm, featuring the wonderful @oogaboogaspookyman s monochromatic actor

April fools

May casually walked down a hallway within the studio before sliding into broom closet to her left with efficient quiet her back bumping into the monochrome two already hiding in said broom closet who made a slightly startled squeak at their close proximity though May didn't care much keeping her back to him but tilting her head up slightly to look at him.

"You got the goods?" She asked though in a hushed tone.

"Why do you say it like this is some mafia trade?"

He sighed softly at her antics as she turned to face him properly.

"Because you're trading your goods, for my services," she cast a wink as she poked his chest lightly, unable to see his embarrassed expression for the dark of the closet. "And if you don't got my goods well buddy boy this deal is gonna fall through and you may like me so much because I can be real dangerous when I don't get what I'm owed," though she threatened her voice was entirely playful.

"This mafia movie you're shooting is getting to your nogging. But yes I have 'the goods'."

He exaggerated with quotation marks finally turning the closet light on earning a hiss and what the fuck from May at the sudden light as he pulled out a large carry on bag, he unzipped it slowly for emphasis opening it to reveal it loaded with different kinds of treats.

"Hersheys, Moreos of varying delightful flavors for your enjoyment, aero bars, dairy milks, milky way buttons large, caramac, Pokey sticks, reeses pieces, m&ms and many other delightful treats await."

He quickly closed it, zipping it up closed.

"If you can hold up your end of the deal."

"Darlin' you were just speaking my language, don't you worry toots, I'll treat you right." She grinned playfully doing some sort of accent as she booped his nose, "though, surely you could part with something, for my troubles, call it a down payment hmm, keep me sweet? Gonna treat me well Shugs?" She put her hands on his chest as though fiddling with an invisible tie.

"You're enjoying this too much."

He snorted softly but chuckled finding her demeanor somewhat amusing as he pulled out a random thing he paused ripping off the packaging with his teeth before holding the chocolate bar out for her watching her just bite the chocolate and hold it in her teeth with a grin, she gave him a wink and slipped out of the closet as he sighed zipping up the carry bag and hiding it for later.

It was in honesty a difficult job, he wanted her to complete many tasks in advance for April fools, he was always the butt of jokes, but not this year! This year he had help.

It started when everyone had left to go home, she put her plan into motion, firstly the put all the cameras on loop to cover her tracks, secondly she hit the bathrooms carrying carrier bags of jeans and shoes she set them up matching up shoes and trousers in the mens to make every stall appear occupied locking them all from the inside and putting out of order signs on all the doors to cause frustration and the reasonable idea that all of them were full due to the previous closures.

Next she booby trapped different doors and chairs, taping Foghorns so when the door was slammed open or chair sat in it would honk loudly and startle people, she hid them all over some obvious to throw them off the tracks some very expertly hidden. She also took this time to sneak Rubber chickens and whoopee cushions under seats and cushions. On Marie's desk she put a paper cup with "Spinarak inside! Very big! Only lift cup if you're ready to get rid of it!" She'd asked a local Spinarak to make an exit hole in the cup so it looked as though a large spider escaped and it looked authentic.

She removed the bottom of Derricks keyboard carefully, in honesty this one was personal as he has been incredibly rude and quite mean to her for no reason for quite some time, she carefully placed down tissue paper and super fast growing seeds, watering them generously and offering a little psychic help and replacing the keyboard top, and did the same to his work station so when he came tomorrow it would be taken over by nature.

She hit Kathleen's office next, this one was personal to her monochrome friend as she'd not been doing her job properly and fucked up his appointments, she looped a ziptie around a Febreze spray bottle trigger, "fire in the hole!" She pulled it tight and threw it into her office, closing the door as it hissed letting out all its content. In all honesty she would've used a fake fart spray herself but she figured monochrome just wasn't that evil.

Finally, her magnus opus, she spilled hundred upon hundreds of sticky pads and concentrating her psychic energy they flew everywhere sticking to everything along halls window chairs plants set pieces everything! It was a whirlwind of color and chaos.

When she finished she kisses her fingers in an exaggerated mwah of her brilliance before setting the cameras to start recording live footage seconds before the new work day began leaving no trace of her crimes. With that she slipped away into the night to her movie trailer, she preferably would've been enjoying her prize but he's clearly hidden or taken it with him because she couldn't find it.

The next day was complete and utter chaos, there was accusatory yelling frustrated screams, loud HONKS of Foghorns and Kathleen came running out her office coughing and gagging at the overwhelming Febreze scent while Derrick yelled and raged over his computer. He smashed it into a wall and punched a hole into a door before higher management called him into their office. In all honesty probably would've been easy to remove the plants but he was a hot headed asshole anyways.

A worker pointed an accusing finger at ??? Shouting that it must have been him. The boss quickly told them that no it couldn't be because the monochrome one was with him. Another pointed at May, "then her then! She used her powers to do it!" They cried.

"Me? I, I mean I don't know how to break it to you but I'm not the most gifted with psychic abilities," she frowned a sad frown managing a very sad voice that was pitiful without it being obvious that was the intention. Monochrome was impressed by her acting as another worker snapped at them saying that May wasn't capable of such a thing, stop being an asshole.

It halted all work and filming that day as everyone worked to clean up the unexplained mess of pranks with more yelling as hidden jumping snake pranks leapt out from places at cleaning workers. May effectively bumbled along as though just as unsure as everyone else despite knowing where they all were leaping in fright with a squeal at the peanut spring snakes and getting shocked by hidden shockers to really strengthen the image of innocence.

May collapsed onto her bed in her trailer exhausted, setting it up and taking it down was tiresome stuff. She grumbled to herself that her supposed friend hadn't looked at her once or made any indication of trade off, angrily thumping her tail into her bed at his betrayal. She'd get him for that as she snuggled her cushion.

She groaned as someone knocked on her trailer door dragging herself out of her comfy bed.

"Imma coming Imma coming it better be worth it," she emptily threatened as she opened the door to the monochrome bastard she was just thinking about. "You." He smiles at her unaware of his supposed treachery.

"Yes? Me-eh!"

She yanked him into her trailer with one hand holding him against a counter, "you got a lot of nerve showing up you slippery snake." His mouth hand open in confusion as he awkwardly ah'ed? Before making an oh holding up the carry on bag of sweets.

"I didn't want to give it to you where people could see in case they suspected anything. Honest!"

She eyed him taking the carry on with one hand keeping the other holding him to the counter using her teeth to open the zip and stick her nose in sniffing, yup, smelt like sweets in there and it was heavy.

"Hm." She removed her hand to stop pinning him, "you're forgiven, could've been mighty bad for you otherwise pardner"

"Western mafia huh?"

She nodded as she pulled out some Pokey sticks, nodding firmly as she popped one in her mouth confirming around the biscuit, "Western mafia." He chuckled as he watched her nibble the Pokey slowly making it disappear into her mouth seemingly satisfied with the trade off.

"Am I free to leave unharmed?"

May chuckled, stepping aside so he could get to the door, popping another Pokey in her mouth with a "suppose." He grinned putting his hand on the door he paused and leant over close biting the pokey and snapping it before rushing out the door as she stood there in confusion.

"The fuck??" She finished chewing what was left of her Pokey. "What a bastard."

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Mirage the digital boi (@/ask-a-mirage-mewtwo) and Mewtwo maybe? Wonder what a little dude from an entity made up of just code and a whole mewtwo made of flesh and bone would look like...

you know, i actually had to think about this for a bit. how WOULD that work? would the resulting child be made of code or physical matter?

but then it hit me.

why choose?

hence, this girl was born. the Mirage Mewtwo that can switch between code and reality. i like to think her parents built a robotic body for her, and unintentionally created the Paradox Pokémon known as Iron Telekinesis.

anyways i would die for her

[distortionmewtwo]

My my, another ghost like me? Interesting, very interesting...

You died so young, so tiny, and brought back from the dead by my friend Giratina.

Hmmmm... Well... That makes me wonder.

What could i try that could tear your mind apart over and over and over again~?

(@the-project-and-the-ghost REDACTED)

[martysgachaworld]

@xxtc-96xx 's Mewtwo: my trauma is not so much, but I have it (sry for the tagging AAAAA)

@mewtwoandme 's Mewtwo: Well, mine is a lot I can say it- (sry to you too AAAA)

@oogaboogaspookyman 's Mewtwo: Are you kidding me? I get possessed every time!

My Mewtwo (oc):

His traumas (and deaseases):

Got separated from his brother when he was 6 by Team Galactic

Got abused by them from 8 to 12 bc he is Trans (and even bc they considered him a freak bc he's a Mewtwo)

Got half-blind by that Team the day of his escape

Does SH and tried to commit suicide 3 times

Has PTSD, ADHD, and he's autistic

...and he's only 17-

Idk I wanted to do this meme :'D

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I am controlled by the movie au I swear XD sorry @oogaboogaspookyman I made ur monochrome boi a shy nervie boi (I nearly tried to at monochrome bastard there before going wait no XD that's wrong) Meanwhile May is big autistic.

Date?

The monochrome Mewtwo stood uncertainly at the door of his coworkers trailer, he didn't know why he was so nervous I mean he'd come here plenty of times before to fetch her for scenes, just to hang out and have their treat girl nights, to work out revenge plans, to watch movies together I mean it was fine he'd done this before he could do it again.

He raised his hand to knock before pulling it away pacing outside the front of her door, but this time it was different. It wasn't like a hang out, this time, well, he had romantic intentions. He wondered if he should not do it this way, just slip her a note discreetly, who was he to encroach on her personal space with his heart in his hand so to speak. That's not fair to her! And he didn't even know if she liked him, she was very confusing after all. She did like men supposedly and she wasn't as playful or jokey with any other male coworkers.

His heart fluttered thinking about how she leans into him when they walk together brushing against him, how she'd hold his arm though sometimes to menace him and make his life difficult. How she would grab his hands during behind the scenes movie interviews and wave their hands about, how when she laughs she leans into him hiding her face in him as she giggled and snorted. Or how when previewing their latest horror movie together she curled up into his side feeling comforted and safe squeezed against him while also asking what was happening despite being petrified of horrors, was a bit silly in a charming way, played a lead role in a horror movie and yet couldn't actually watch the actual horror.

He took a deep breath in and exhaled slowly, he did like her, she was exciting and charming and a breathtakingly refreshing change to the usual misery of show business. He sighed shortly, shaking off his hands and moved back to her door knocking softly.

"One momentooo~" Her singsong voice came as he heard her shuffle about towards the door, the lock clicked and opened and, her face was bright purple covered in some sort of spa mask, fuck, she must have been having a relax day with Matt, shit fuck stupid. He froze up as he stared at her as she looked back taking a moment to look confused before beaming at him.

"Hey! We were just doing face masks! Do you wanna join?!" Her tone was excited and easy and it breathed air back into his lungs as his shoulders relaxed.

"Um, I'd love to but I'm afraid I can't stay, May, I, was wondering if you'd. Well you can say no of course but it'd be nice if you'd like to accompany me tomorrow, I'd, like to go out together somewhere."

May blinked at him and smiled saying, "like out to town? You read my mind, I've been getting bored of being stuffed in here with movie scenes."

"Hey can I come?" Matt hollered from somewhere in the trailer, "oh that'd be so fun us three all going out together." She was beaming, smiling in excitement. He bit his inner lip, save her happiness and lose the date or save date and ruin her joy? God he hated these textbook drama misunderstandings, and he knew she did too. He debated, sighing softly.

"Well, um."

He struggled, why did he even start the sentence when he should've said yes. May seemed to notice his hesitation stepping down the step from her trailer door saying gently to him, "is that okay?" He met her eye and looked away.

"I, was kind of, I was hoping. Sorry let me start over, um."

He tried to think of a way of saying he wanted it to be a date with just them two without sounding like a jerk, he had no issue with Matt he just, didn't want him there. Like at all. He swallowed his concern knowing getting it out was the best course of action and he can deal with the fall out then before he lost his nerve and ended up missing his chance.

"A date. I was. Would you like, to go out together on a date, uh just us two, no Matt."

May blinked again, seeming surprised and he was ready for the earth to swallow him up whole.

"GOD DAMN MOTHER FUCKING BITCH!" Matts voice could be heard yelling from the inside, "YOU CUNT." May laughed awkwardly softly saying "uh I should, check with the council." He could feel his face heating up in embarrassment ready to just leave when she went inside, she touched his arm softly as she turned giving him a smile and gently squeezing his arm, "but, I think a date would be nice," her smile was genuine he could tell, she always bit her bottom lip showing parts of her front teeth in her bashful genuine smile. She let go of his arm stepping up into the trailer.

"WHAT THE FUCKS YOUR PROBLEM MATTY LAD?!" She unceremoniously yelled back at her brother. "YOU FUCKING KNOW WHAT YOU CRUSH STEALING LEMON WHORE! UNFUCKING BELIEVABLE. YOU BETTER SAY YES SINCE CLEARLY /I'M/ NOT GETTING ANY OF THAT!!"

May rolled her eyes backwards tilting her head back and smiling at monochrome before leaning back in to shout, "I WOULD IF YOU GAVE ME A FUCKING CHANCE SO SHUT YOUR FUCKING YAP!" She leant back away standing in the door frame before playfully jumping down the steps to be stood in front of monochrome once more who smiled shyly. "Council says it should be fine, my manager can go suck an egg if she wants me." Giving him a bold grin as he snorted softly, somewhat embarrassed and shy now he'd gone and done it and successfully bagged a date.

"Well! I will, come collect you tomorrow, uh early, does 8 sound good?"

She smiled and nodded saying "8 sounds fine, gives us the whoooole day together." He smiled bashfully at the thought as she held his hands and playfully leant back using him as support to emphasize her speaking, he could tell she was somewhat deflecting through humorous actions but he figured she may have just been shy, the wagging of her tail confirming his internal suspicions.

"I'll let you enjoy your night then, and I'll come here to collect you tomorrow for our date."

It sounded strange saying those words but it also felt weirdly nice. She smiled as she stood properly still holding his hands, tail still wagging. "Yea, yea, I, I'm excited for it, guess I'll take this time to pamper myself up all prutty for you." Her tone was genuine before falling into shy humor as she squeezed his hands fidgeting slightly with nerves and energy. He smiled softly bring her hands up to his mouth kissing her knuckles softly.

"You're already prutty, even with a bright purple face, but I'll bid you goodnight."

He could see her tail wagging furiously and in honesty he was having to concentrate quite hard to not wag his as he released her hands sensing she was getting a bit overstimulated as he bowed turned and quickly left the tip of his tail flicking rapidly like a rattlesnake.

As he walked away he heard her retreat back into her trailer, and the sound of her softly squeal screaming, hopefully in joy.

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"A DATE ! HE ASKED! ME! DATE! EH !" May squealed in overstimulated glee and confusion bouncing on the spot and flapping her arms about to get all the energy static and wiggles out of herself at the sheer, just sheerness of the situation. Matt lounged watching her with what could only be described as resting bitch face.

"I mean we're always bantering! And like! He's nice! He's always really friendly! And encouraging in scenes or how he comforts me during horror previews of our movies! And like! He's cool! Like! He's! And he's my friend, holy shit he does actually see me as a friend as well, MORE THAN in fact," she paced and did a little hop. "What the fuck?! Holy fuck, oh my god I have nothing good to wear oh christ he's gonna be so disappointed, he's gonna realise I'm a horrid little gremlin aahh shit fuck. Ah" she paced and jumped and ranted and raved, getting out her emotions and processing what happened and what it meant and what other things meant as they were processed with new context.

"Oh my god he was flirting!! Aaaah! I am fucking stupid! Fuck. OH HE PROBABLY THOUGHT I WAS FLIRTING!! Oh he's going to realize I'm so stupid and dense and crackers I dont get socializing," she wailed, waving and swaying her body before having to lie down on the floor on her back to preserve her face mask for much needed floor time as Matt continued to watch.

"Eh he's known you this long I think he realizes all this by now." Matt crunched into a pickle, "I mean he probably likes that your crackers." He nudged her lightly with his foot. "You're fine, I fucking hate you. But you're fine. I think actually this could be good for you, you haven't dated before it's a good-"

"OH GOD I'VE NEVER DATED BEFOREEEEEE!!!" May wailed from the floor as Matts expression fell flat.

"God you're fucking useless."

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Lmao another one, mysterious white mewtwo belongs to @oogaboogaspookyman he is an evil bastard and he is tormenting my children. Hope you enjoy

Time loop

Lacerations decorated her baby brothers skin, the wounds oozed red black liquid, he'd stopped gurgling and choking around his own blood by now and was quiet, all she could do was hold him holding the back of his head gently and her other arm slowly pulled out of his chest and wrapped around him sobbing.

She was blood stained and covered in bruises and as the illusion faded away her condition worsened, deep aching wounds ran down her back from being cut open with shards of glass, one of her horns had been snapped and dangled painfully, her tail hung limply crushed and bludgeoned along with many other wounds that began to weep and scream. Her brother was worse, half his face had been blasted off in one of the previous runs and his eye had started to rot and leak from the socket, his body was barely held together having been crushed, torn apart, cut open, hacked into, burnt, electrocuted, whatever the twisted mind of the monochrome one could come up with that fate had befell her brother and she couldn't save him.

She felt the cold before she heard the demons laugh, deep and amused, echoed and tormenting, he clapped his hands together in slow praise as he glided easily over as the world around them faded to gray.

"Please, haven't you had your fun?" May looked up at the other two still protectively cradling the cool body of her brother, the other two watched her looking down upon her with his empty black eyes, expression unreadable, "don't make him go through any more, I beg of you." A smile cracked upon his face in amusement watching her growing panic feeling her growing fear.

"You can torture me instead, just me! You must be getting bored with this formula of things, give him his freedom and life back and just make me suffer. I-imagine what you could do, you could have me fight for my life and freedom that you'll never grant, make me fight thinking I'm to reunite with him just to rip me back, break me, tear apart and put my body back together over and over, make me relive my worst memories, just, please. He doesn't deserve this." She begged, to frankly deaf ears, tears streaming down her face as she looked up at the one tormenting them, wishing, praying for him to consider and let him go.

The other brought their hand to their chin in mock thought, though May in her anguish still could not read his body language, they floated to one side then the other as if in consideration. May could only watch trying not to get her hopes up and failing miserably clutching onto her sibling just wanting him safe.

The pale white two stopped in front of her, even in this other space time they continued to distort their form never truly stable. His hand came to hold her face in a way that was almost kind, but she knew better as she felt his grip start to tighten and tighten around her muzzle painfully gripping and drawing lines of blood as he slowly leant in close as he crushed her bones slowly.

"No."

He threw her backwards with a smirk as the world fell around her as she plummeted into the darkness.

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Thick leaves blocked out the light and subdued the heat of the sun within the forest, it was quiet save for the breeze. May blinked as she looked around, having the strange feeling she had forgotten something but searching her thoughts provided no answers. She frowned a bit to herself in confusion as she stood from resting under a tree, there was a cool breeze against her as she stood her tail swayed.

She looked around before walking listening out for her brothers psychic energy or just his laughters being that he was a generally a noisy boisterous lad. She smiled hearing his laughter following the sound of it wondering what exactly he was up to.

Deeper she walked and yet never feeling as though she was getting closer, she stopped, listening out furrowing her brows in confusion. The pleasant cool breeze began turning cold and the warmth of the sun began to weaken sending a shiver through her. She turned her head trying to listen.

"Matt? Where are you?" She called out into the darkness of the forest before her as it creeped around her starting to chill her body.

The sound of her brother changed from joyous laughter in play to panicked frantic yelling and screams.

She ran into the darkness ahead of her following the distressed screams going as fast as she could manage before her psychic abilities turned on allowing her to fly forward at speeds desperately chasing the sounds forward as the dark forest ran past her in her peripheral vision.

Everything started to rapidly cool, the sun turning cold on her back, the dark greens turning to icy blues and frosts. Cold icy winds cut through her as she broke from the treeline into a wintery tundra, she fell into the snow from the shock shivering and teeth chattering as she gasped shoving herself up to stand breath clouding in front of her with each frozen gasp.

Her brother screamed and despite the horrific freezing cold she pushed forward towards the sound, body trembling with each step grasping herself and trying to use her tail for insulation. Sharp ice cut her face in each violent gust whipping at her to push her back increasing her struggles. By the time she reached the mouth of a cave she felt half frozen, frost decorating her body as she stumbled inside hearing quiet sobbing and crying.

The ground was still freezing and each step hurt as she pushed on deeper into the cave, finally making out a shape within the darkness huddled away from her and whimpering, "Matt?" She hurried over the best she could despite her cold state moving her hand to gently grab his shoulder.

His skin cracked and splintered cracking away from his body shoulder snapping off and gluing to her palm from heat difference, he was frozen solid. She yelped and whimpered trying to pull her brothers upper arm from her palm as the cold burnt against her. The half limb finally came loose falling from her hand shattering across the cold ground. She stood trembling in both cold and sheer terror, slowly backing away from the splintering corpse of her brother that was still whimpering.

She ran back to leave the cave to find the entrance frozen over trapping her inside, she hit her palms and hands against the ice kicking and cursing until it hurt her hands bleeding from her own skin being ripped off as it stuck against the ice wall. She cursed softly as her hands burnt with cold and pain droplets of blood falling from her trembling fingers as she turned to walk back into the cave desperate to find another exit.

Her brother was looking at her now, his body still expression locked in horror and fear his glassy eyes stared at her frozen open forever huddled forward tail wrapped around himself. Her breathing was rapid and fearful as scratched writing became visible along the icey walls asking where she was why didn't she save him and she could feel the guilt weighing down on her freezing body causing her to slowly slump to her knees where she could feel her flesh freezing to the cold sticking in a way she knew would rip away skin hands on her knees her blood warm against herself as she hung her head as her tears froze against her face painfully.

She looked up again and his corpse was closer mouth open still in his last breath patterns of frost dancing across his face in swirls and shapes, she sobbed softly in horror and fear and deep sadness at his face. She hesitantly brought her hand to his face, but didn't touch, "I'm so sorry, I wasn't fast enough I let you down." His eyes stared forward without seeing. A soft whimper left her throat as she put her forehead to his chest, she couldn't escape, she'd freeze here she knew it and that terrified her but she'd be with her brother at least as she shut her eyes ready to fall asleep and not wake up.

The cold cut into her body freezing her skin and breaking it, she could feel her fresh blood as it fell from her wounds before it froze blistering against her skin. She could feel all of her body screaming in pain burning and freezing each tremble ripping wounds in her fragile frosty form, her lips were bleeding and cracked and it felt like her eyes were frozen shut. But death wasn't coming. Something wasn't allowing her to die yet. Time seemed to drag endlessly and yet pass so rapidly as it cut and froze her. She couldn't feel anything anymore, even thinking was sluggish and yet she felt the pain as it stabbed into her stomach, a twisting hunger a starvation a primal desperate need to eat. She ignored it. Endured it. There was nothing to eat after all, may as well freeze on an empty stomach.

She felt the pain lurching squeezing inside her, everything was hurting and yet everything was numb at the same time. She was afraid that it would never end, that this was it, stuck forever in starvation pain and numbness, was Matt frozen caught in agony and fear forever too? Was he conscious but unable to do anything anymore? Was this death? Or worse? Purgatory? Hell? She wasn't particularly religious but it made her wonder and consider the mistakes and actions of her life. Though her memory was failing her, blurring and chopped, she couldn't recall much of anything really it all blurred as cold crept across her mind.

"Hey, you gonna eat or sit there nodding off huh?" Her brothers' voice, her eyes opened and she was back in the forest, it was warm and he was fine smiling at her waving fruits in the air that he collected with his psychic powers. He grinned at her with teeth saying, "come on, or I won't share with you." A fruit landed into her open palm. It was warm from the sun and her memories melted away.

She bit into the fruit, the moment the texture of the skin and flesh made contact with her teeth she knew something was wrong, it tasted wrong, it was stringy and meaty almost like pork but again too stringy as the taste of copper and meat washed over her tongue making her gag to herself to look at the fruit in horror. Her body went cold, everything turned dark and bleak her hands were bloody again she was back in the cave blood covering her hand holding a hunk of flesh. Blurred behind her hand her brothers' corpse with a hunk of flesh ripped out from his upper stomach tail area. She gagged again ready to throw up, dropping her brothers' flesh in disgust as she retched.

Dark psychic energy clamped her mouth shut to prevent her vomiting up the mouthful she swallowed, the acidicness burned her throat as tears streamed in her eyes as the scene fell away back to the gray void, her monochrome tormentor observing her with his usual twisted smirk.

"Ah ah."

He simply mocked as she choked trying to claw away the psychic energy to no avail, she choked and cried and struggled until she could only swallow. He released his grip on her as she panted in horror trembling before him, her brothers body lay nearby still missing a hunk of flesh.

"My my, getting a taste for it?"

The white mewtwo floated in front of her grinning a sick grin of glee down at her as she sat there trembling. He could feel the horror and fear rolling off of her in waves, the anger the hate the instability of her consciousness as she went through delightful cycle after cycle for him witnessing and committing atrocities for his entertainment.

"You made me do that, you tricked me.." She mumbled bleakly trying to look at him in defiance but her eyes were long since broken and bleak missing the twinkle of life behind them making her defiance fall flat.

He laughed at her dark and ominous in a way that made her terrified all over again. He could only laugh at her pitiful sorry state, really it was all fun for him. Watching the crumbling of her resolve the breaking of her mind as he pulled and ripped away at her very being, puppetting her to do exactly as he wanted simply by knowing how she ticked what actions would make her react, he could make her jump and however high he desired. He had her all figured out like the toy she was, and he still had so many more ways to play with her. He snapped his fingers lazily and watched her tumble down into the bleakness into a new cycle as he created a new world and situation to play with.

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Sixfanarts challenge! They were originally sketches into the template but I left the file without saving lost everything had a wobbly decided to just pencil sketch them individually and redraw them digitally instead and not even try to fight them into the template since my art methods are odd lmao, enjoy!

Ace belongs to @martysgachaworld, I won't lie I was confused for Ace in every drawing the scars on his other eye I'm pretty sure but on his ref it's on the eye I did it on and I used ref so sorry if incorrect and I know his eyes usually closed but he gets to have it open as treat I'm pretty sure he can still open it?? Idk, also made him cheeky cause he had like character development a lad cheeky and fun cause I read up on him on ur blog lmao

Riven belongs to @oogaboogaspookyman, I'm sure he's fine

Jota belongs to @the-arcade-doctor, I was also confused here on how to draw Jota seeing as ref he's all well shapes but while trying to find reference I saw human art so like?? Uhh lineart silhouette art upon yee ? Hope he looks okay! Also bestows upon Jota highest honor I can give, Maka Albarn Soul Eater inspired pose the original scythe girl I ever knew

Meau and Missingno belong to @phlurrii!! They encuddle!!! I couldn't only draw one I'm afraid gotta do them both together

Peach belongs to @pokemon-ash-aus, ngl I drew this after the Prof Peach questions which is probably why she came out annoyed, done with all us fuckers. Sorry I didn't also do King, Noe and Meau are just a package deal can't separate

And finally the baby boy Chrysanthemum!! Who belongs to @blues-sues, with Rigger kinda snuck in I just really didn't feel like drawing my own oc I'm sorry

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This is for May

♡ Riven (kind variants, not the horrors)

●●●●○ | ATTRACTION

●●●●● | AFFECTION

●●●●● | INTEREST

●●●●○ | LOYALTY

●●●○○ | TRUST

She's into himmm, he's interesting to her and she has a sense of loyalty to him as a friend since he's a good boy and is openly affectionate cause that's her buddy. Trust is lower tho cause he went hey May hold your hand out and handed her a Spinarak and she's scared or spiders XD /playful she probably trusts him a comfortable amount like would go down a back alley short cut with him trusts he knows where he's going not gonna murder her ect, attraction isn't full since well she is into him she's just reserved usually suppresses it a bit. Loyalty takes a knock too because he's not free from pranks XD April fools is a lawless land

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Sometimes story writing looks like this

@oogaboogaspookyman keep your riven off my OCS DAMMIT YOU'RE RUINING MY CROPS

But also sometimes looks like this l

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Another movie au silly XD probably takes place after the incident, imma be real I feel like they've done some kind of drugs or girls night just hits different one of the two! Anywhos @oogaboogaspookyman ur boi is getting to enjoy girls night good for him, this one's more dialogue heavy

Girls Night and Serious Questions

May's tail swayed and swished softly as she rested comfortably on some cushions on the floor of her actors' room leaning back against a beanbag for back support. The pink strawberry scented face mask was cool on her skin as were the cucumber slices on her eyes as she exhaled peacefully with some quiet background music for ambience. She raised a hand carefully, taking a cucumber slice from a bowl and putting it in her mouth, crunching it with satisfaction.

"I don't think you're meant to eat the slices off your face May."

The monochromatic two commented, he was also wearing a face mask. It was blue and blueberry scented with cucumber slices over his eyes, he was also lounging comfortably, tail swaying in contentment.

"I know that's why I sliced extras," her voice was sing song like as she carefully rattled the bowl for him to hear, "you know you wanna crunchy crunch on a cucumbee~" He snorted a soft laugh but reach out clumsily finding the bowl and taking a slice happily popping it in his mouth with a grin as she lightly gasped to herself, "He got the cucumberrr."

"Yes he dooo~"

The other two singsonged back and sighed.

"Gosh this is nice, and you say you and Matt try to do this once a week?"

"Yup, sometimes we make little fruit salads with slices and chunks of all kinds of fruits. God it's so good, unfortunately I didn't have any fruit in so we got cucumber masks and unhealthy snacks. Peak girls night material." the other two snorted in soft laughter.

"Girls night Girls night."

He playfully chanted before settling back into a comfortable quiet.

"So, I heard your manager had a baby?"

He queried too curious not too.

"Yup, indeed she did."

"I heard she had it naturally?"

"Al dente indeed yea, no cloning, didn't know that could happen."

He hummed softly in agreement.

"What does that mean for you then?"

"Uh, my manager is more busy than usual and I'm probably gonna have to babysit I guess."

He made a soft ah sound as he chewed the inside of his mouth.

"Does it bother you?"

"What you mean?"

"Well, you and your manager have a complicated uh relation to one another."

"Yea she's cloned from me."

"And she had a baby, does that mean you could too?"

May went quiet and thoughtful before clumsily stretching a leg to try to kick or at least nudge the other two.

"Why? Wanting to get me pregnant or something ya dork, you're an absolute pervert." Her voice was entirely playful and jokey.

"Hey!"

He reached to nudge her back.

"That is slander my good woman I hope you have a good lawyer that is not why I was asking!"

His tone was mostly mock offended easy in nature as they continued to lightly kick and nudge the other with May giggling softly.

"I just meant like, is that something you could see happening for you down the line?"

"Girl time really unlocking the deep personal questions, what is girls night if not for crimes and personal stuff I guess." May laughed softly before humming in thought, "I dunno, I don't, think about my future a lot, but I can't really see myself with a kid personally I'm not responsible enough for that."

"You take care of Matt don't you."

He joked playfully as she mock gasped in joke offense at him being right.

"Yes but that's differentt, he's my optional pest whereas a baby is full time pest." the two snorted out loud giggling and kicking his feet a bit at May referring to her hypothetical child as a pest.

"You're so mean to your babyyy."

He joked as she laughed.

"Fuck them kids."

He snorted a laugh as she started to giggle.

"Fuck them kids."

He repeated, laughing to himself at the absurdity.

"What about you huh, babies on your bucket list? I can see you settling down eventually with a lovely woman," she nudged him playfully with her foot, "you two could make a cute little baby."

"You two?? Me and who??"

He asked, completely baffled.

"Your wife!" she boldly started giggling as he made more confused noises.

"What wife?? Where is this wife?? Show me this woman?"

He playfully demanded as she laughed and giggled harder.

"I dunno! She's somewhere! You'll find her and you'll luuuuuuv herrrr. And I can make jokes about stealing your pretty wife."

"You can't have her, she's mine."

"I could seduce her from you."

"Is that why you picture me with a wife so you can steal her from me?"

"Yes."

He playfully kicked at her laughing at her weirdness.

"You are so bizarre!"

She laughed as well saying, "I knowww, Its just me getting you back for stealing my drinks, you're a horrid little coffee thief I'm a horrid little wife stealer." He snorted loudly, absolutely howling and hollering as he kicked his leg into the floor.

"THAT IS IN NO WAY EQUAL EXCHANGE YOU CRETIN?!?!"

"YES IT IS BITCH!" She yelled laughter in her voice as he cackled.

"You are positively insane."

"Thank youuu," She snickered.

"Not a compliment!"

"I'm taking it as one you fuck!" She laughed as he let out a laugh like exhale as he ate a cucumber slice before asking.

"So, if I got a husband you'd steal my husband because I drank your drinks."

"Hmmmmmm….I dunnoooo….cause like…" She moved her hand limping her wrist, "but also like it depends. How hots your husband." He made a confused sound.

"What the hell are you on about? I heard you move but I can't remember."

"Oh yea." She laughed at her mistake, "so like, girls."

He made a hum of agreement bringing his hands to his stomach.

"Yea, girls."

"I like girls."

"..oh.."

She didn't catch his disappointed tone, "but also sometimes like, boys."

"Oh? So like, both?"

His tone slightly intrigued.

"Sometimes? I don't know like attraction and orientation hard, I flip flop a bit because I'm not sure, I go yea I like both, then I go ages without like feeling attracted to guys so hm maybe just girls but then ohoho a cute guy so like 80% of the time I'm like woman and 20% I'm like but that dude though, ya know?"

"Hm, I understand what you're saying, yes. Have you, seen any attractive guys in a while?"

She made a noise humming for a while her tone going strange saying, "I mean yea but it's whatever." She made a pft sound waving off her hand, her tail thumping the floor softly, "You thirsty? I'm thirsty, imma make milkshakes, you want milkshake?"

He chuckled to himself as he lifted a cucumber from his eye to watch her hurry past him, smiling a bit to himself. He could push and tease about it as he could tell she was embarrassed, but, then he might not get a milkshake.

"Yea I'll have the one you're having."

"You can have your fucking own!" He snorted softly.

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Nvm we're back to movie au because I'm feeling soft featuring obviously our fav @oogaboogaspookyman horrid little bastard who is no longer a horrid bastard but is now a well mannered British little bastard beloved we love the difference

Accident

It happened very quickly. An incorrectly secured light fixture crashed down onto set smashing and destroying the background pieces scattering glass everywhere and set alight. The fire spread beginning to burn all the props due to the paint that was used, background pieces set alight in a blink, it crawled up the background canvases and spread across the rafters, the lights cracking fizzling out with loud bangs sending the building into darkness and panic.

A support beam collapsed over a fire escape as employees screamed and panicked they ran around coughing desperate for an exit one of them grabbed a fire extinguisher to put out the source but was grabbed by the monochrome Mewtwo who snarled about it being an electrical fire from the light you idiot. May coughed her lungs becoming tight as she looked around with difficulty through the quickly gathering smoke and smog, she was in a panic stuck to the spot. She could see her brother lying on the floor, his head was bleeding. He'd been knocked out as a dark Mewtwo stood over him trying to get the debris off of him.

Screams of panic ringed in her ears making her head throb, why weren't the sprinklers turning on? Oh god were they going to die in here? Burn alive due to inadequate safety measures. There were so many people and pokemon here too many lives that'd be too much death. Coughing screaming yelling panic. More people were collapsing or lying down to escape the smoke for air as it filled up the room heavily weighing down on them all. She couldn't let everyone in here die!

The monochromatic Mewtwo felt the tingling of psychic energy in his fingertips like electricity and before he could yell at May ask what the hell she was doing- he was outside. They were all outside. He spun on the spot levitating slightly looking around in a frenzy, the building crackled and the fire raged on. Everyone was out. No. Not everyone.

"May!"

He yelled quickly flying overhead scanning through the crowd of people that had been teleported out the building he flew down towards her manager, the odd dark hued mewtwo with crystals embedded in her body.

"Wheres May?!"

He half asked half demanded as the Two tended to Matts injuries.

"Is she not out here? I saw her eyes glowing?" She asked shushing Matt who groaned and pushed him down gently when he tried to sit up groggily asking where his sister was.

"If she was out here I wouldn't be asking where she was!"

The frustrated monochrome two snarled at her before looking back at the building in growing horror as he heard a loud creak realizing that she was still inside and hadn't been able to get out.

Without really thinking he flew rapidly at the building, being a ghost had its advantages as he phased through the wall keeping an incorporeal state to avoid the effects of smoke as he looked around frantically. The building was thick with black billowing smoke that rolled in waves blocking his view. He couldn't use psychic to move it as it had nowhere to go and it could shove air into the fire. He frantically scanned around, focusing to sense her aura.

In his altered vision he spotted a faint orange glow that began to flicker and falter weakening and quickly flew towards it, she was on the floor passed out either from smoke inhalation or exhaustion from teleporting that many people out of a building with her already weak powers or both. He became corporeal and coughed against the smoke and the horrible heat as he wrapped his arms under hers to haul her up to carry her.

"I'm not letting you die here you blithering idiot,"

He chastised as he pulled her up attempting to hold her and realizing she was heavy as dead weight and the growing smoke in his lungs was weakening his strength, not to mention the flames were creeping in starting to stretch out and lick at his tail and legs in a way that would likely burn. He snorted frustrated, he pulled her up, arms wrapping around her waist as she made a soft mumble noise.

He realized that flames were closing in, his eyes were watering from smoke and heat as he coughed, he could become ghostly while he had the strength but then he wouldn't be able to interact with her, he could save himself but he wouldn't! He wouldn't just let her die here and save his own skin. He hissed as a flame splashed against him snarling towards it before coughing, breathing becoming harder. He heard another long drawn out creak, and a snap, and a fall. Another support beam came falling down right on top of them, he dropped to a crouch holding his body over hers desperate to summon any strength left into a barrier or any kind of protection.

Another crash could be heard from the building, it took multiple staff members and Pokemon to hold back Matt and Darkness, Matt screamed and yelled profanities at them telling, no, demanding them to let him go because his sister was in there. Darkness also shouted at them to see sense that both the mewtwo in that building inch closer to death every second they waste stopping them. They both went quiet as a large flame burst out from the roof of the building with a loud BOOM.

Matt crumbled in the grip of the people restraining him, falling to his knees as he began to sob in despair and pain. Darkness could only stare forward at the raging flames and thick smoke.

It took hours for the fire department to put the flames out, they were aggressive and unrelenting and the thick smoke meant the trained personnel needed to swap out to a safe distance to regain their breath. When the fire finally dimmed to a manageable flicker it was growing dark, the fire had started in the afternoon…

Search and rescue began their job and once more Darkness was restrained, she wasn't trained like they were, they knew how to move rubble without causing it to collapse elsewhere potentially crushing any survivors, she did not. She could only watch in frustration as they slowly methodically did their job. She'd refused care due to her wounds already healing from the synergy energy, Matt had to be given light sedatives for his aggression so he was more, agreeable, about being taken away to be seen for his head injury and assorted burns.

A Gurdurr and Medicham worked together, the Medicham scanning the surroundings with psychic energy to get a mental blueprint of the chaos and carefully instructing Gurdurr on which parts to lift to safely deconstruct the wreckage without causing it to collapse. The Gurdurr carefully threw aside a large ceiling concrete slab before vocalizing to the Medicham. A swirling white and black dome like shape sat planted into the ground with debris piled on top of it. The Medicham vocalized to the other pairs to come help as they began to remove the debris, the human supervisors coming along too, as the broken building was removed the dome seemed to reduce in opacity becoming semi see through.

Inside May and the monochromatic Mewtwo clung to one another desperately, his eyes were shut with dark psychic energy pouring out from the sides of his closed eyes waving and flowing out. May's eyes were wide open but unseeing, completely whitened over and glowing faintly with her psychic energy. Neither of them seemed aware of the situation both just clinging as the dark and white psychic energy protecting them both swirled around them both desperately wanting to protect the other, forming one rather indestructible long lasting protect.

When the last piece of debris was safely removed one of the human search and rescue members gently knocked their knuckles against the very dense protect dome, "can you two hear us?" May's eyes faltered into half lids her psychic energy sparking and fading from her eyes and the dome, she blinked slowly and blinked again before slumping completely limp in the monochrome ones arms as her grip slipped from him, his eyes opened in a start the dark psychic energy overflowing from his eyes darkening the dome over as he snarled before he blinked realizing that it was help. His psychic energy gently blew away in a breeze before he shivered at the cold.

The psychic search and rescue members lifted May's unconscious body onto a stretcher to be taken to an ambulance while the people attempted to look the monochromatic one over. He shoved them away flying up and wobbling slightly in tiredness but followed them into the ambulance taking up the relative seat in the ambulance next to May as they began trying to help her much to Darkness' frustration at the audacity. He slapped away attempts to look him over, snarling at the ambulance worker to focus on the unconscious one, not him.

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The monochrome ones' leg bounced irritated and frustrated as he sat in a chair next to the orange hued Mewtwos hospital bed. He'd been forcefully seen to, so his wounds were bandaged up and he'd been given oxygen and instructions to not go near lung irritants and just to take cough drops for his throat and rest and get sleep. However sleep he would not do, he'd been up all night besides her having left his own bed watching over her in her room, her smoke inhalation had been worse than his as was her burns, she had a breathing mask on to help ensure she got enough oxygen which also acted as a filter that helped remove the lingering smoke in her lungs with each exhale. He'd dragged a night nurse into the room in a panic when he noticed her condition becoming worse, her over exhaustion leading to sickness and a fever so she'd been put on some drip fluids too due to how weakened she was from over exerting herself with her powers.

He'd paced the room multiple times, aggressively straightening the curtains to ensure no moonlight crept in and disturbed her, made sure the blanket properly covered her and tucked her in, fluffed her cushion, checked her medical sheet and that she was hooked up properly multiple times. As of right now he was gently holding her wrist, his fingers pressing faintly to feel her pulse, just to be sure the machines were correct that's all. He sighed softly hanging his head as his leg bounced, the TV in the room mumbled nonsense that he couldn't make out as he was actively ignoring it, especially as it was talking about the fire, his fingers moved down her wrist brushing over her palm hesitantly choosing to rest his two main fingers in her palm pressing them against her hand and squeezing with his thumb at the back of her hand, an unsure hand squeeze without committing to a full hand hold.

He was beginning to grow frustrated ready to aggressively sort her room out again when her thumb twitched and the best it could, squeezed his fingers against her palm. He looked up to see her eyes barely open as if her eyelids were incredibly heavy which they probably were for her.

"Who's getting sued…?" Her voice was incredibly small and croaked before she coughed realizing she definitely shouldn't have spoken. He panicked slightly moving his hand and getting a glass of water for her saying gently,

"hey hey easy,"

He carefully adjusted her bed position so it slowly lifted her into a slanted sitting position not perfectly upright just so she'd still be resting and comfortable, he carefully helped pull back the breathing mask and held the glass to her lips with psychic encouraging her to take small sips less she start coughing again, refusing to move his hand from where it gently half held hers.

When she'd drank about half he put it down and replaced the mask as she breathed and smiled at him, her hand shifted and squeezed his properly holding it, "if you wanted to hold hands you could've asked, didn't need to burn a building down." She made a soft laugh as she squeezed his hand again, her usual cheery joking self despite what happened.

His mouth opened slightly and shut in surprise both at the fact they were now just squeezing each others hands and that was embarrassing and also the accusation though empty.

"I'll burn this whole goddamn building down,"

He chuntered unhappily before pausing and looking back at May.

"Hold on, no, you do not get to get out of this so easy by joking around, what the hell were you thinking?! You could've died?! Why didn't you teleport yourself out with everybody else!"

Admittedly his tone was a lot harsher than he'd meant it to be as May stared at him in surprise before her eyes looked away from him.

"I'm, sorry, I wasn't really, thinking about saving me, just that I couldn't let everyone else die. And even then you still got hurt," her voice was soft and guilty.

The monochrome one stared at her a bit before looking away he went to open his mouth to speak.

"Wait, where's Matt? Is he okay?! I saw his head bleeding? Did he get help?!" May tried to sit herself up and he gently but firmly pushed her back down.

"Your brother is fine he's in another room getting spoiled by some male nurses, now would you STOP thinking about everybody else and fucking think about yourself in this?! You have horrid burns, you inhaled so much smoke and you got a feverish sickness because your body was so weak and overworked! What if I hadn't found you or realized you weren't outside with us?! There's a very real chance you could've died in that fire! I could've- we. We could have lost you. And you have a lot of people who care about you. So why don't you?"

May gripped the bed sheets uncomfortably as she sat there again avoiding his gaze as his eyes softened and he frowned at her. She shrugged uncomfortably and he could see her struggling for the words and the anxiety prickling inside her. He gently squeezed her hand waiting to give her a fair chance to answer.

"....I just don't find that there's much to care about.." Her voice was riddled with guilt as she struggled, "I know, well just, I know compared to a lot of others that I'm, different." She moved her spare hand vaguely, "and, that, made it hard to connect to people, and as well I'm weak, I mean a mewtwo who can't even use her powers properly for herself, pft. Don't have much going for me overall. I know I'm, loud and optimistic and seem confident and sure but, I don't really like myself. Not really. I don't know. Maybe some horrid self pitying self obsessed part of myself believed I didn't really deserve to be saved like everyone else so that's why I wasn't teleported out too, and I guess maybe that self absorbed part of me went well look at that now we can't do anything because you used up all your strength and you're going to let yourself die because you're so pitiful and weak just to what make a point." She shrugged awkwardly, grabbing at her shoulder, "you got hurt because overall I'm a bad person, too obsessed with myself, I mean I'm a lot luckier than other people. I'm much better off than other people and yet here I am feeling sorry for myself and not liking myself. How selfish is that?" She squeezed her own shoulder to self soothe as the guilt began to creep in. "God I'm sorry, I shouldn't have dumped all that on you, here I am again being the biggest selfish, no, no I'm sorry I'm, spiralling you don't need to hear me insult myself because that just manipulates you into having to pity me and tell me it's fine and it's okay when it's not an-"

He moved the mask using his free hand to put a finger on her lips to stop her spiral rambling as he frowned at her softly.

"I don't think you're selfish, I don't think you're physically capable of being selfish, mostly because of your lack of healthy boundaries, but also because you're a good person and sharing and being kind is part of your nature. You're not a bad person for being unhappy even if you think you should be. You're more complex than just the happy May you always are with people."

He moved his finger but pointed threateningly when she opened her mouth.

"No shut up, I'm still talking. You know how I know that you're a good person even when that voice of doubt tells you you're wrong? Do you remember how we first met?"

May blinked but nodded, opening her mouth before being shushed again.

"Shut."

She smiled playfully, closing her mouth to listen.

"You came right up to me when I was lurking in the background with your drink and two brownies from the food table and you smiled at me and introduced yourself right to me, you said you were absolutely over the moon to meet and be working with me, that you'd seen my other shows upon learning we'd be coworkers and that you thought I was really talented and amazing. I know back then I just stared at you as you offered my one of the brownies you'd taken saying you got me one since I was so far away, you know why I was staring? Because you were the first person I've ever worked with to walk right up to me and introduce themselves with unfaltering kindness and warmth."

He glanced away as he spoke.

"The reason I was so far away is because a lot of the time everyone on set that I'm working with is absolutely terrified of me, which I get, it's the eyes I think. But you didn't seem afraid at all."

He looked back at her.

"You have probably brightened so many peoples' days by existing, and I know that voice probably tells you that you're different or weak or secretly evil or whatever insults and feelings you've internalized, but you bring out so much kindness to everyone no matter what."

May squeezed his hand unsure of how to even respond, mouth opening and closing as she struggled. His other hand came to hold hers squeezing her one hand with both of his.

"When you're better, I think we should look into some therapy for you because if you couldn't teleport out because a part of you believes you didn't deserve to be okay then I am really deeply concerned about that because I never want you in that situation again okay?"

May nodded softly as he squeezed her hands again softly confirming an "okay." He smiled softly at her as he gently put his forehead to her hand that he still held.

"You're a big sweetheart ya know, even if you are a horrid drink stealer" May softly spoke and he chuckled knowing she was deflecting slightly now with humor as she usually did from heavier topics but clearly speaking fondly of him.

"Hmm. Just don't go telling anybody."

"I won't." She squeezed his hands the best she could. "I think you're real great too you know, I'm glad you're in my life you do make it better." And he smiled softly to himself.

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An establishing story before any horror lmao featuring @oogaboogaspookyman 's ??? (I don't actually know his name lmao), I wrote him as like incorporeal very ghostly cause I wasn't sure if he had a physical body if he does hes probably intentionally in ghost state, hope it's good?

Sometimes, Curiosity does kill the cat

A pang, it was inside Mays head it twinged and echoed as she stilled tail swaying behind her in waves as she honed in on the sensation. It was far away, incredibly far. It called out to her in a way she didn't understand garbled sounds something like voices overlapping each other and yet drowned not saying anything at all itching in her skull to track down the source beckoning, beckoning.

"Hellooo, earth to May come in May Station you're having a category three strange moment," she flinched at the tapping on her forehead eyes becoming refocused on her brother in front of her tapping her with his prosthetic, "oop Houston we have reconnected with the May," he grinned with teeth in a playful easy way as she swatted away his hand.

"Oh stop being a bother, did you not sense that?" She asked as he simply laughed about being annoying, giving her an unhelpful shrug.

"Sense what?"

"That, I don't know, a pang?" She looked at her hands questioningly, flexing her fingers in confusion and concentration. "That sensation. Voices, I couldn't make anything out though." Her brother simply stared at her as if she was insane raising an eyebrow at her, "stop looking at me like that I felt something."

"Oooookaay~" his voice was easy and mocking as he moving his arm as if to grab a stethoscope from around his neck and pretending to hold an imaginary listening piece to her forehead moving it around as he spoke "now how long have you been hearing these voices for huh?" He lightly mocked as her face fell into a soft scowl puffing softly out a sigh.

"I don't think stethoscopes are used that way," she jabbed back, poking his chest softly as he laughed.

"it's a fakeoscope works differently sis." He grinned as he pretending to make notes. "Of course, how did I not think of that," she half mocked half played along as he pretended to hand her a prescription, "I diagnose you with being insane, get these meds from the pharmacy."

She held the imaginary paper giving her brother a look, "you've been around people too long you're learning their mannerisms." He simply grinned in playful ease saying "yeaaa but you think I'm funny you're smiling I see it." He poked and prodded her cheek where there was a smile before shaking him off.

She moving away from his bothering sighing softly as she looked around staring off into the distance, "whatever it was it came from over there," she sighed softly swishing her tail again. Her brother sighed next to her saying, "you're not gonna let that go are you huh? Do you want to check it out?" She looked at him as he hovered on the spot, "come on then you wouldn't be able to get there yourself." he held out his hand to her, she smiled and took it as he lifted her up carrying her as she guided him on where to go.

It was daunting being dangled only being able to hold onto a hand as you're flown across an ocean and different regions. She was thankful to be back on the ground as he put her down flexing her toes feeling the grass beneath her feet as she looked at some building ahead of her. Matt flew around the perimeter as a look over as she felt the twinge again louder in her head but still making even less sense.

She crept towards the building putting her hand slowly on the door and pushing it over, a familiar scent of copper hitting her nose making her snout wrinkle and cringe in response. A bad feeling began to creep into her bones wondering perhaps if she should tell her brother quickly that they should leave or if her curiosity will get the better of her. It almost felt like she was being watched a heavy sensation weighing down on her shoulders boring through her soul core and being.

Jolting in panic as a hand grabbed her shoulder, "What you standing here for you weirdo?" Her brother grinned at her before turning to look into the corridor before them, "spooky looking place," he stepped past her either nose blind or ignorant. She reached a hand after him to stop him wordless but missed as he started to disappear into the dark corridor ahead.

"Hold on!" May quickly followed after her brother, the unpleasant feeling continuing worse as she went deeper in the building, she shivered holding her own arms at how cold it was her tail swished and flicked uncomfortablely as she rubbed at her arms for warmth, "Matt?" She hissed softly, "get back here you imbecile it might not be safe!" She whispered into the darkness with no answer.

She squinted between her bad eyesight and lack of night vision in the dark, stopping and looking behind her, she rubbed the back of her neck, it felt as if something or someone breathed against her neck as if they were right behind her following her an oppressive atmosphere looming like a body weighing in against her slowly. She swallowed anxiously, turning back around to continue forward fear creeping up her spine from her tail.

A sensation ran against her tail making her jump once more turning to look behind her as her tail swished, it was like someone's hand had been there outstretched to catch and run along her tail as she passed, it was cold, her whole tail shivered as she held herself squeezing her arms to self soothe she cautiously stepped backwards trying to watch the corridor that had been behind her to see if a ghost would pop out.

A scratching feeling went up her back stopping below where her second neck connected with a pressing sensation, it was sharp and cold and yet hot as she spun about again feeling toyed with now trying to replace terror with anger. "Matt I swear to Arceus," She hissed into the darkness quietly. She didn't get a response the silence sweeping around her like a blanket and offering no comfort as she held herself tail moving to wrap around her own waist squeezing herself softly as her hands squeezed her arms.

"AARGH!" She screamed as a white shape leapt out at her from a side door her tail unwrapping from around her to stand upright and immediately curling into a defensive posture twisting her body on one leg arms up to protect herself as it yelled and hollered before devolving into a giggling fit of laughter, she quickly realised the shape was a white sheet and who the laughter belonged to as she ripped the blanket off her brother who was doubled over now laughing himself near breathless.

"Matt you are the WORST! What is your problem?!" She hit him and hit at him again swatting his shoulders in frustration, "you're so stupid!! I hate you!" He just laughed harder tears forming in his eyes from laughing so hard as she hit him lightly with her closed fists.

"Arceus," he wheezed chuckling giggling, "I got you good," he coughed struggling for breath, "I got you real good! I was all argh and you were all 'Aaah no help me I'm being attacked' " he raised his voice to mock imitate hers moving his arm over his eyes like a damsel in distress breaking into laughter again clearly having amused himself.

"I was NOT like that you twit, I just screamed, you or something other has been messing with me!" He sniggered saying innocently "pft not me I've been off ahead there's nothing here, place does have proper spooky vibes though no wonder you're torchicken." She gave him a quick unamused look as he innocently put his hand up in surrender.

She scoffed a bit walking away from him, "there is something here," she muttered not sure what she was referring to really as her brother followed behind. The oppressive atmosphere at least seemed to have lessened and some of the tension left her shoulders as she moved feeling less, preyed upon really.

Passing a door she paused feeling a strange sensation through her body, she turned to look at the door a strange psychic energy radiating from it as she slid the door open, copper and death invading her senses making her eyes water as she looked into the room despite the feeling she shouldn't. All at once the pang in her brain turned from senseless sound to screaming. Voices screaming and yelling over one another in torment and agony within her skull with such intensity fear and anguish she had to grasp her horns and head as her mind was overwhelmed with the psychic level scarring and horrors left embedded into the room.

A cold drip landed on her shoulder the begs and pleading for help still ringing as she moved slowly to look at the red droplet rolling down her shoulder and chest piece, a soft splat as another drop hit the red sleek floor. She could make out parts of people strewn across the room, she couldn't make out a full body from one person, there was a head over to one side with the skin peeled back from the skull from the top of the head as though scalped revealing the eye socket which was empty and jaw bones and teeth, a chest with nothing else attached cut open ribcage yanked and broken outwards and organs stretched out as far as they could a lung over where the shoulder would be, kidneys ripped out through their back, intestines spilled in senseless swirls across the floor, except the heart which still sat hanging within the emptied out chest cavity. A leg cut open to expose muscle, a hand stitched against the face of someone else palm to cheek finger tips stitched into their skin to force the sensation of being touched by another in the most twisted sense. There was more than her brain and eyes could process.

"What are you…lookin…at…" She felt the warmth of her brothers pushing against her to look as his voice trailed off but she couldn't move herself to stop him and save him the sight. She heard him retch as his hand squeezed her arm from passing her before his touch left and she heard him moving away with speed to lose his breakfast outside.

Her tail was ridged as the smell of blood continued to seep into her, memories of possession began to resurface, bodies being broken and crumpled, burning flesh, screams from her own past, her hand came to emptily grasp at her chest feeling her new mega stone while remembering the sensation of sharp jagged crystals breaking through flesh and bone. She wanted to shut her eyes to push the memories down and away but it felt like crawling threads were seeping into her mind wrapping tangling around her thoughts squeezing them pulling them to the forefront of her mind. The lifeless bodies of husk clones pulled from growing tanks thrown without compassion onto operating tables, the darkened hue of her body and the creature that cut them, what could have been living could have been family, open to examine organs and create diagrams of internal structures removing parts and storing them for later. The crushing of organs in her hand the blood still faintly warm oozing from her palm down her forearm painting her grey hued skin red and the splat as the organ was discarded, she tried to stop the memories as they came the oppressive sensation pressing into her skull her second neck feeling squeezed by coldness. Dark hued reflection, thinning sickly body as the crystal glowed yellow in the dim lighting, twisted controlled consciousness carving into yet another failed lifeless body that they terminated, before bringing part of their flesh up to their teeth, the sensation on her teeth the coppery taste over her tongue as her mouth dried in disgust as the assault on her mind and senses continued. Cold whipped around her as if cutting through her a sharp jabbing like feel against her skin pushed under her chin threatening to push through and crack her jaw but when her hand finally reacted to grab her chin there was nothing there, just the lingering cold hot as it gripped at her tightly.

She brought her hand to her eyes to cover them closing her eyes to breathe steadily despite the feeling of her mind being invaded poured into and pulled apart every instance of her existence being explored by something else and yet nothing at all making her skull throb akin to a headache. The bloodied faces of the people in the room stared into her despite empty eye sockets in her mind as she continued to try to steady her breathing. She felt her mind slowly going numb to it all, bloody red flashes becoming meaningless to her, senses becoming blind, she sighed out slowly her hand moving from her face as she allowed herself to open her eyes in half lidded tiredness. Somewhere between broken and self protecting her eyes bleak a burning heat grew from her palm before falling to the floor igniting and spreading beginning to burn growing hotter and brighter climbing across walls and across the bodies charring and destroying flesh as she turned and walked slowly out the room and building hand brushing against and allowing flames to grow along the walls as she left to destroy everything.

She hadn't noticed her psychic powers levitating her through the facility till her feet once more fell and touched the grass and all at once all the emotions inside her burst from her chest, she fell down into the grass choking horrid gasps and sobs at the overwhelming grief and horror that washed over her, breathing shallow and with difficulty. She tried to focus her thoughts as she sobbed, warm grass between her fingers, grass and stones against her knees, warm rays of sunlight hitting her back, her breathing started to settle to ease off, cool breeze coming from the side of her, crackling of fire behind her, smoke from behind her, a bit more panicked by the fire she caused but her breathing eased off steadying. Until she felt cold.

It grabbed at her lower back almost spreading upwards causing her body to freeze, it crawled over her like it was trying to take over her the feeling of cold tendrils starting to climb and wrap around her second neck climbing and wrapping squeezing invading like parasitic ivy as it seeped into her lower skull. She could sense something, a presence, as it pushed against her brain trying to take over her to replace her an all too familiar sensation, it didn't feel like the synergy corruption though, it felt darker, much worse than that. In her minds eye she could start to feel the shape forming, lurching twitching unstable tail long twitching flowing darkness flowed from them in waves and an eye captured her entire soul in its gaze as its presence pressed and oppressed hers within her mind in her frozen like state ready to eradicate her-

A hand grabbed her shoulder.

She acted all at once grabbing the hand and flipping the owner holding them down into the grass, hand flying to squeeze their throat in defensive terror.

"Woah hey it's me!" Her red hued brother choked, stared back at her wide eyed equally as shocked by her as she was of him. Her breathing was ragged once more as she quickly retracted her hand from his throat in panic.

"I'm so sorry, are you okay??" she fretted as he pushed himself to sit before rubbing his throat, "crikey you're dangerous when you need to be.." He mumbled. She could only look at him guiltily until he nodded saying "relax you great loon I'm fine, but I'm ready to leave this horrible place, by that pale look I'd say you are too." She could only nod in agreement as they both slowly stood, he grabbed her hand softly and flew up carrying her along commenting, "arceus you're cold."

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"Interesting."

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Lmao here's some more in which @oogaboogaspookyman 's little bastard son briefly experiences consequences for his actions and then is immediately like oh nvm this could be interesting.

Breaking point

Splashing. Struggling. She'd been swimming for who knows how long really, the blue expanse of the ocean seemed never ending and it was cold all around her. Her head slipped under the water and with more and more difficulty she surfaced to gasp and splutter. It wasn't right. She hadn't seen or heard a single Wingull or had a single fish Pokemon brush past or offer help. She slipped under swallowing water, gasping coughing when her head surfaced, her arms weakening heavy like lead and her legs she could barely kick them to keep going, but she had to, there must be an end to all this some buoy or piece of land she could stumble upon and grasp onto. Maybe a Wailord would finally see her and offer her a ride, surely something would save her. The water washed over her face once more as she sank, she weakly kicked, managing to get her snout above the water, snorting an exhale before slipping under once more before she could gather a breath. She sank deeper into the water the coldness numbing her body and holding her like a mock blanket, water pooled into her lungs heavily as she attempted to breathe choking without air trying to gasp but unable the pressure in her chest crushing and uncomfortable as her vision faded into blackness as she drowned in the unfeeling ocean.

Her body dropped heavily onto the gray floor still soaking wet she coughed with difficulty water splattering out her nose and mouth uncomfortably as she desperately tried to breathe. The dark tail of the other Mewtwo swayed in thought as he watched her struggling too weak to move, he put his foot under her shoulder and somewhere between a shove and a kick flipped her onto her side into somewhat of a recovery position before she choked. He heard her coughing, he sneered at the sound as water was forced from her lungs. He floated away casually leaving her to shiver and splutter on the floor placing down a timer next to some others with an amused sound.

"Do you know how long you were swimming for?"

He asked knowing she'd be too busy recovering to answer him really.

"Roughly 45 hours."

He answered himself. Looking over the timers.

"Its fascinating actually, when you believed help would finally find you or you'd find salvation you were able to swim much longer, when you didn't believe help would come and you let that hopelessness devour you well you barely managed to swim 30 hours, just a bit longer than the average human."

He seemed fascinated by the results as he talked about the average, statistics and what it all meant, though she was barely listening. She felt his foot pressing down on her head and skull as his voice came back into focus as he pushed down to the point she was whimpering in discomfort.

"You're a hope driven creature. I can't wait to see what happens when you succumb to despair."

He slowly removed his weight after smirking down at her, he floated away again. He'd been doing that a lot lately, leaving her to recover or leaving her all alone in general in the bleak stretching gray space with only the corpse of her brother as company.

After what felt like hours she pulled herself up enough to drag herself over to where her brother was splayed on the floor, he smelt putrid. His guts were spilled out along the gray floor, they'd darkened to black adding a twisted contrast of color to the place they were in. She moved to pull herself to kneel, her hands shook as she carefully lifted his upper frame, something cracked, ripped and squelched as she carefully put his head on her lap, his eye had fully rotten away now and the other was hanging out only connected by a few nerves, most of the flesh on his face had scarred or been ripped away revealing muscles and bones, a lot of his body was starting to rot to black. Though she suspected it was partly the fault of the demon and his blackened eyes. She held her baby brother one hand delicately resting on his forehead, careful not to rip away more of his fragile damaged skin, the other loosely wrapped around him resting over his chest. She barely recognised him really, the color had faded from him, she couldn't remember what he actually used to look like anymore. The past few cycles had mostly been without him and she feared what that meant. She hung her head as all she could do was hold her brother while she could, her upper body beginning to rock back and forth trying not to let the anguish get to her, she wouldn't let that demon see her cry anymore.

The white two watched them from a distance, she was cradling what was left of her brother again and rocking. Something that had started to annoy him. It was pitiful really and in a way that made him angry. Truthfully he'd been finding it difficult to reanimate the body into decent condition to put it into the loop, while at the beginning of the loop he is always technically alive the damage to his body by the end of each loop had become too vast, while he tormented May he had tried to undo some of the damages. When he'd sent him into the loop previously his wounds would be coated in a black sickly substance that pulled his injuries closed like stitches and engulfed him to undo wounds. Unfortunately now when he attempted to do so his efforts would quickly fall apart reverting the body back to its corpse state and it simply blackened his organs and blood further. It seems he'd broken that toy far too much. He should have considered the consequences of destroying him within each loop every time but well it had been too much fun playing rough with him he hadn't really thought, besides he didn't think they'd have been so entertaining for so long.

He glanced over at May, he hadn't actually killed her in any of the loops and despite the copious injuries and no doubt mental traumas she was fairing well, in that she wasn't rotting on the floor. Some of her wounds had even slowly healed, would they be there in the real world he wondered or only in this other space. He looks at the dead one again, perhaps he should release him back to before this all started and he created the loop and other space, Matt was it? Well whatever he was called he'd be back to a point of no injury and could simply be grabbed again from that point bring a 'new' so to speak unbroken toy into the loop to start again. He did create this whole space as a consequence free experiment after all, he could easily do it again and again.

Perhaps this time he could end May's life and torment the living Matt with his failure to save his sister who has fought for years to save him. Hm. Tempting. Though he got the impression he'd quickly grow bored with Matt, he was young with little to no real world experience, he was a blank canvas and not in a good way. He'd probably break and give up far too easily. He scoffed quietly to himself, well at least one of them remained entertaining. He floated over lazily to the others, he could hear May doing her annoying whimpering and whining, it was a strange throaty sound like trying not to cry. He stood behind her as she rocked either unaware of him or choosing to ignore him, he tsk'd to himself reaching a hand to pull the corpse from her.

"Let me look at it."

He felt the pain shoot up his arm before he even heard the growl, May's teeth were sinking into his flesh as she snarled, her eyes frenzied before she clamped her mouth further around his arm her head thrown upwards before tearing downwards ripping away a decent chunk of his pale flesh as his arm was freed and he flew backwards to examine the damage. The white flesh and slick black fluid of his blood hung from her mouth as she continued to snarl in his direction, he twisted his arm to look it over as his flesh around the area stretched and regrew closing his wound as he coldly glared at her, the most unusual part was her refusal to spit out the mouthful she had which he assumed should have been her first response after lashing out. He sneered at her and growled in return showing his fangs in threat as he watched in some surprise as she swallowed, his blood still dripping down her chin.

"Vile creature. Look at you. What you're becoming."

He mocked coldly, noticing her eyes didn't shift to shame remaining wild and glaring.

"Recollect your senses girl. I wasn't threatening your meal."

He smirked, expecting horror at what he was implying. She looked away from him and he felt victory wash over him turning his back to her to plan what to do in retaliation for her thoughtless actions. He heard her mumbling presumably apologies to her brother, maybe he could torment her with his puppeteered corpse. A snarl. He looked over his shoulder in time to dodge the glowing sharpened claw of her hand that just missed his face.

He flew back, turning to look at her, her form seemed disheveled as she stood hunched over her shoulders tense, head hanging low both her usually blunt feeble weak hands covered in bright sharp aura. Her head lifted slowly to look at him over the rim of her glasses, her pupils were shrunken and almost erratic giving her a manic kind of demeanor before she lunged for him again, surprisingly quick on her feet she swung to slash him with her claws. Normally he would've stood and taken the hit, despite the aura slash was a normal move and his ghost typing and abilities meant normal wouldn't hit him, but he leant away dodging her wild attempts to attack him. She'd lashed out at him during a cycle that's for sure and expected. But never here. It was fascinating to observe really, her expression reminding him of the violence committed by her possessed form. As well, she clearly must have known Slash wouldn't touch him from her past experiences in the cycles gone, she knows she'll receive a major beat down from him and no doubt punishment. So why use it?

He grunted as her forehead rammed forward into his lower chest and it sent him backwards until he could regain composure. That hit him. And it hurt. He could see blackness on her remaining horn, the injured one long since finally broken off. He glanced at himself, she'd managed to cut him with her horn during that attack, either headbutt or takedown. By the way she stood looking feral still and swaying on the spot idly watching him he assumed takedown. There's no way she should've been able to touch him. He observed her, as she watched him, he watched as she moved, pacing still hunched and wild acting more animal like than intelligent. Maybe he'd finally broken her too. He noticed after a few moments she was tricking him into moving, she was now pacing in front of her brother where before she paced in front of the stretching gray. She was guarding him.

He looked past her at the body, he closed a hand behind his back, darkness creeped and wrapped over the body covering him in blackness before dispersing leaving nothing behind. She didn't notice simply going for him again for daring to look at her brother, he sent flows of darkness like lightning to strike her down, it hit her dead on and she slid backwards on her feet across the floor with a scream of pain, her hand touched the floor in regaining balance before bolting for him again with surprising speed. He just missed her fist which slammed into the floor where she had intended to catch his face and slam him into it, before her tail caught his side in a swing. The weight and force of it pushed him backwards as he grabbed hold of her tail and sent another shock of darkness through her body accompanied by purple ghostly clawed hands that ripped scratched into her flesh and burrowed into her wiggling under her skin before burning out as she stumbled in the agony.

He grabbed her second neck as she stumbled, yanking her head backwards painfully as she cried out screaming, her wild demeanor and violence seeming to falter. He grinned, rattling her and shoving her to look at the empty spot on the floor.

"Now, look what you made me do."

He felt her still before she tried to look around frantically and he squeezed forcing her to be still.

"He's gone now. Because you couldn't behave."

He mocked. In reality Matt was simply gone from the other space existing once more before this all began to be grabbed again in better condition. He shoved her forward away from him as she tripped and fell to the floor, he watched her desperately pat around hoping her brother was there just invisible but nothing remained. With nothing to protect he suspected her powers would switch off again leaving her defenseless, and he intended to make her regret what she just did. Even if it had been extremely insightful and entertaining, a real look into the violence she was capable of outside of possession. Did it perhaps mean the behavior of the shadow version was simply using the aggression May suppressed and was an extension and outlet? And now with it gone she had to bear it herself? He'd figure it out eventually and maybe eventually bring her brother back into the loop for good behavior.

He observed her desperation in great joy watching her trembling, shaking, scrambling to find any trace or evidence her brother was secretly fine. She turned and glared at him once more, much to his surprise, it seemed she hadn't learnt her lesson. That's when he noticed sparks and crackling from her chest, as an extended hand shot out to grab him only stopped as darkness wrapped around her body coiling around her throat to choke and restraining her arms, her fingers brushed his snout as she attempted to grab him the darkness pulling her backwards as she pulled forward, her mega form resisting his powers in a tug of war.

"Where is my brother?! If you've killed him! If he's dead!" She struggled her sentences short with both extreme anger and from struggling against the dark tendrils pulling her backwards. He was almost impressed as she managed to pull herself forwards pulling against the overwhelming pulling ropes of darkness. But he knew she couldn't win as more wrapped around her pulling her tail, her chest, her waist tangling her legs and wrapping around her head to pull her backwards painfully so.

"You'll what?"

He mocked simply watching her slowly but surely be pulled backwards and downwards through the gray floor into a new cycle. But she met his gaze as she still fought.

"If he's gone." Her expression fell unusually dark. "Then you have nothing to stop me anymore." She looked directly at him as her body was pulled down, only her shoulder and head visible. "Do you." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. She met his eye even as he stepped on her and shoved her through the gray flooring into a new cycle of torment. Something in her eyes telling him that things had indeed changed, the mania and threat of violence he was met with as if she was challenging him, becoming worse than him. He simply grinned.

This could be very, very, interesting

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Me and my silly self indulgent fics hehehe, set before violence lmao honestly was just feeling some kinda way wanted to put May through the suffering and I had really fun dialogue / writing idea things, even though he's not mentioned by name REDACTED belonging to @oogaboogaspookyman is in this, just tagging for correct credit feel free to ignore lmao

Digimon two electric boogaloo (I promise this is the last one, also set before violence fic so it fits in the time line I'm allowed XD)

She stood swaying idly in a dark dress that didn't suit her, it was personally designed and crafted just for her but the dark colors didn't reach her eyes, she was dressed up for a higher being by a higher being, she was but a doll to accessorize. She has no orders, her eyes half closed heavy lidded, swaying slightly on the spot almost in a trance within the grand room, a throne room he'd crafted for himself, with twisting shapes and spaces that defied physics, he'd tried to make it unlike any structure that's ever existed wanting no trace of humanities influence. And yet what need does he have of a throne room?

Many feet tapped across the marble floor, a tall inhuman creature approached with intrigue, feminine almost and red, its appearance was familiar but her eyes didn't regard them. As they approached smaller insect like digimon crawled off of their body, Dokugumon vicious spider like digimon that looked like large tarantula crawling along the walls and around closing in, they had horrible mouths and claws on their toes horns forming from their masked like faces and a skull and cross on their abdomen as dark red ginger hair spiked from their heads, from them smaller digimon KoDokugumon smaller yellow and black striped spiders with orange fur hair they were almost cute but they were vast in numbers, all of them were the red spider queen's children as Archnemon approaches the largest of them all, her horns big and proud her humanoid torso on powerful spider legs causing her to tower over the human still stood in a trance, unable to move even if she wanted to run, unable to scream as danger approached.

"When I heard that creature had secured a human puppet I didn't think it would be my lost dinner," her voice was gleeful and dark as she stood in front of the human her children stood around laughing snickering ready for mother to rip open the rare human delicacy. She leant in close tilting her head as she observed the human closely, she didn't smell afraid or like her usual scent, she reeked of that powerful virus but under that her human flesh still smelt succulent. Despite Archnemons intelligence and cunning she was short sighted when it came to her hunger for rare foods or experimental subjects, her large hand grabbed effortlessly around the humans whole neck and shoulders, they made something of a gasp but felt limp almost, and Archnemon didn't stop to consider why. With her other hand she ripped through the fabric and seams of the dark dress ripping away the stomach segment before ripping further upwards to just past the humans ribs below the breasts lest she want access to the more secured rare organs. Her eyes were agleam in delight at the sight of the jagged scar she'd left from before, fascinated by the structure of the human form while a Digimon would've perished and reformed as an egg a human remains and gains discoloration it seemed. Would it taste different she wondered as her mouth drooled.

Teeth plunged into soft stomach flesh greedily ripping and tearing away hunks of meat, the scarred segment had a different texture on her tongue as she bit and devoured, the human only made something of an exhale going limp in her hold. Her children excitedly chittered as she swallowed, warm fluid known as blood running down her chin and splatting onto the floor as she breathed heavily laughing softly in thrill of the taste.

"What do you think you're doing."

The virus' tone was cold and hostile as he materialized in a humanoid form behind her taking the face and form of one of the other humans with flowing corrupting energy flowing from the shoulders and back like wings or tendrils, dark spikes poking through the hair of his form like a dark crown, Archnemon turned her head slowly to regard him, blood still clinging to her face as she grinned with teeth.

"Ah, there you are, I come with news." Her hand released, the human dropping with a thump, "it seems you underestimated the others, they've defeated two of your soldiers as of now, they are nearing my domain, I want full rights to be allowed to do with them as I please, they're more valuable to me alive." The virus was watching her with unusual intensity beginning to slowly approach.

From his shadow dark sprawls of energy shot out along the floor rapidly covering every surface plunging the whole room into blackness, Archnemon paused looking around finally sensing the danger she was in as teeth dragged the Dokugumon down into the blackness with crunches and screams for their mother as their physical forms were torn to shreds their data clinking and shimmering being drawn into the blackness while the KoDokugumon were simply snatches up in greedy maws on mass their data making a faint sparkle of a sound as they were destroyed. His human form distorted as blackness grew over him growing larger and more threatening as he loomed over the humanoid spider digimon, white pupils narrow and locked on her. Her breathing was quickening and panicked as dark tendrils crawled and wrapped around her legs to prevent her escape, gasping in pain as the tendrils grew teeth that sank in to her data beginning to slowly rip away at her physical form like maggots. Every noise was pained as she let out a weak yell attempting to pull away from her restraints only to fall forward onto her hands tendrils grabbing her to stop her pulling upright, she could feel the teeth scraping against her tearing away at her slowly.

"I don't understand?! I have been nothing but loyal to you and your cause?! Why do you forsake me?! How could you destroy my kin and devour me!?" She hollered up towards the mass of teeth and eyes looking down upon her without any regard for her.

"Of course you don't."

His jaw opened and he plunged into her abdomen with his teeth ripping through her viciously she squelched and crackled screaming as he began to tear away mercilessly and carelessly throwing the body parts aside as they shattered into data absorbed into his body as she yelled in agony before her body glitched fading in color and breaking apart into pixels that scattered before joining with him. He heaved a frustrated breath as the darkness retracted back to his body, stepping through the blackness of his form into his humanoid form as he approached the human still on the floor.

He crouched down putting his fingers to her neck as he took in the state of her wounds, she was still alive thankfully breathing faintly. He sighed as he touched the ripped fabric of the dress before dark liquid poured from his fingertips into her open sore wound, the liquid spread over her internal organs repairing damages and replacing her missing kidney before beginning to build itself around the wound edge and pulling it as closed as he could manage before the liquid simply had to replace the missing skin tissue with itself. It would do for now, and it was certainly a good fail safe if necessary in future. Slowly he slid his hands under her form and picked her up with a sigh, despite what he'd done she'd still need time to recover.

He moved without really walking, gliding almost along through his castle, his kingdom. Her body wouldn't be able to withstand travelling through the data makeup straight to her room, so he had to take the long route. The door opened as he approached, moving effortlessly inside, it was a simple but large room but quite empty, it had a bed and wardrobe but they were vastly spread apart, and a walk in suite. The wardrobe opened on its own spitting out alternative clothing, pajamas mimicking that of her ones back on earth, simple cat themed things black trousers with white paw patterns, black pajama top long sleeved with white text and a cat image, he found it almost amusing her wearing his color scheme. Carefully removing the ruined dress fabric from her body, glancing briefly at his hand where it had become bloody from a soaked piece of dress from around her stomach he wiped his hand off on what was left of the dress before throwing it aside and carefully redressing her in the pajamas not really acknowledging her form before placing her under the duvet. He scoffed a bit to himself, all this effort for one little human that he would destroy later, he wondered if this was why humans kept chickens as pets or at least alive for a few days before eating them, brief entertainment and whatever use they may have before the pleasures of enjoying the tender flesh.

He sighed, running a hand through the hair of his form before tilting his head back, emitting an inhuman sound from quite literally his throat as it split revealing blackness and unsurprisingly more teeth, something of a low screech that echoed through the building. From the floor two large digimon were summoned through the data system, Megadramon and MetalTyrannomon, large hunkering dinosaur beast like digimon that were almost too large for the room had the data not manipulated and shifted to make room.

"Destroy anyone who enters this room that isn't me. And do not allow any harm to come to the human. Or I'll harvest you both."

Voice cold, calculated and sharp, he was already leaving the room without regarding the panicked nods from the ultimate level digimon. They regarded each other uncomfortably, MetalTyrannomon shifting to rest and guard slightly further away from the bed as Megadramons body twisted and curled to crane it's head down and regard the sleeping creature breathing a puff of warm air that nearly blew the duvet off from the bed which it just barely caught and put back the Megadramon quickly decided to move and instead lay down besides the bed on the floor as well.

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It was many hours before he returned to check on the state of the human, ensure it hadn't perished from something stupid or unseen. He'd been able to make a replacement for the wretched spider queen using Kelpymons great power and his corrupting data to mold and create a powerful dark digimon hopefully one that would kill the other humans or at least maim them enough to stop their progress. In honesty he didn't care about killing them himself anymore he was tired of playing with them after all they'd served their purpose. Of course he did still want them to suffer, make them watch their world be destroyed before succumbing to destruction themselves. He growled to himself quietly at a flash of red in his peripheral vision, he turned to look but found nothing, that vile creature, he's sure it existed in that color to mock him, such a disgusting beast didn't deserve to be in red, that was a sacred color after all.

His data form passed through the structure of the nearby wall stepping into the room and immediately feeling his brows fall into a scowl at the snoring of the useless ultimate digimon. His focus was then brought to the disheveled duvet half laying across the floor and no human upon the bed, had he not heard the running water pattering he may have disintegrated the worthless beasts on the spot.

Dark spikes pierced through the sleeping creatures bodies before they could even gasp in shock, their bodies shivered glitching and data shattering quietly in seconds as he glided towards the ensuite without acknowledging what happened. His nose wrinkled at the sudden slap of the steam against his face as he stepped into the room leaving the door open. In the corner of the shower box he spotted the human huddled up on herself hugging her knees to her chest trying to hide away like a child and crying. He blinked slowly as he thought, moving to turn off the running water of the shower and hearing her quietly gasp and hiccup to herself in fear that did send a delightful tingle up his spine as he sensed her terror and dread. Seems the human was back in control and she was oh so terrified and scared.

He moved the shower door out the way and crouched down moving a hand to grab hold of her cheek as she attempted to bury her face deeper into her knees, lifting her head up before holding her chin, he could so easily damage her, lurch her body bruise her flesh even tear it from her muscles as he looked at her, her eyes were red and puffy as water and tears ran down her cheeks, he could see the dread in her eyes himself reflected in them the fear in her face and the quivering of her lips. He moved his hand, tilting her head to observe her. Humans had such fascinating faces with an array of possibility in expression it was just a case that most of them, no, all of them really were so ugly in their existence. He'd only ever known one person to have a face that was beautiful…

She whimpered quietly under the intensity of his gaze and he had to fight to not grin. She was starting to shiver now as the cold crept in. He could see just slightly on her side the black scar that was now left behind from the earlier attack and he saw her hand move to try to hide it as his eyes roamed back to her face.

"You're not immune to catching earth illnesses here even if you are digital,"

He spoke casually as his hand pulled from her face.

"You'll catch a cold if you stay there."

He stood as he pulled a towel off of a hanging rack holding it towards her as his head turned away. He needed to keep her mind fragile, keep her confused; it'd be easier to put her back under if she wasn't fighting him so he wouldn't give her a reason to.

"What happened…?" her voice was very small and quivered as he felt her take the towel from his hand, inside his body his many mouths twisted into sadistic grins but his human guise remained neutral. How broken she must be.

"Oh, can you not recall?"

He had to be tactful, if she caught him out in a lie she might start fighting and release Kelpymon from it's corrupt state which would really mess up his plans. She shook her head even if he couldn't see as she wrapped the towel around her form moving to hold the black scar on her side, her head was so heavy and full of fog, she remembers it hurt it hurt, but right now it didn't, she'd expected his horrid corrupting virus matter to be destroying her from the inside.

"Did…did you do this?"

"I did the best I could to fix your wounds if that's what you mean, but I was not the one to inflict them. I hadn't anticipated the others finally following you here, or them making it here so quickly."

He could sense her energy levels increase a low excited surprise.

"I must say I did expect them to try to help you with some,"

He waved a hand casually,

"familial love is magic nonsense."

He felt her emotions drop,

"to mutilate your own sibling though…"

His tone drifted in a thoughtful manner as he sensed her body grow tense with bubbling anxiety,

"I'd expected them to try to free you, I had a plan for that situation. I figured well they'll try to bring her to the light or something or other, and if they succeed that just gives me more fun. And then your blood was shed."

He slowly turned his head to regard her, he could see her eyes still red from crying had lost any previous glimmer or spark, he put on an expression of sympathy.

"They didn't stop to think, or try to understand… for all my planning, I was left baffled…"

He could see her chest rising and falling rapidly, the way her breathing was struggled as she tried to keep it level and failed. He moved casually, taking a hand towel and bringing it to her face slowly, she flinched just slightly as he started dabbing away the tears that had started to fall again from her sad little eyes. He heard her choke a soft gasp hiccuping as her tears fell, he cooed a gentle "shh" continuing to wipe away her tears.

"Now now sweet thing, there's no need for that, no need to waste anymore tears over them, you're safe again now."

She sniffled as she looked at him with her big confused eyes, he could already tell she was getting more confused, the lines between himself and the other who's face he stole becoming blurred, the memories of good and bad muddied and washing away making her head nice and hollow for him. He was still pleasantly surprised at just how impressionable and moldable her empathetic and traumatized little brain was, he knew just the right buttons to press.

"it is a shame you had to go through this traumatic event, many humans have done the same to me, tried to pull apart my data and find out how to destroy me, I thought they might be more sympathetic to one of their own.. I should have known better.."

His voice twinged in a way of sadness and she touched his arm softly, her empathy just too deliciously stupid. He brought his hand to touch her hand giving it a pat in gratitude.

"Sweet little May,"

He could practically see her eyes briefly sparkle at the affection of his words.

"I will leave you to recover from the ordeal you went through, but I will not be far."

He took her hand to squeeze it before moving to let go, finding her trying desperately to keep hold of his hand for comfort following him as he pulled away. He had to stop his smile from becoming cruel.

"I won't let anymore harm come to you I promise, but you should stay here, you do need to rest. Let me take care of you."

He pulled his hand away and she stayed he could see her eyes showed the slight sense of lingering confusion and wonderment before her pupils dimmed slowly into comfortable empty numbness, her eyes lidded slowly as she finally slipped back into the dark comforting drowning puddle of her brain that swaddled soothed and killed her leaving behind her body for puppeteering. He sighed, wiping his hand off his sleeve casually as he left the vessel to take care of itself and tuck itself back to bed.

In some sick way it was a bit fun getting the chance to play with her again, she was such a soft broken little mouse now and it made for an interesting new dynamic. Maybe he could keep pressing keep nudging poking until it splintered her mind entirely? Make her fully dependent and loyal to him without his influence controlling her, like a lost little duck, now that would be quite the shock for the others. He's sure it wouldn't be that difficult, he did have the face of her old fancy and it was clearly causing confusion in her mind with their roles seemingly swapped. Her siblings the antagonists her old enemy, the one keeping her safe and her ex. He couldn't help chuckling, her ex didn't even know she was here and didn't know the hurt she felt over 'him'.

He couldn't wait to pull the blindfold from her eyes upon the completion of his plan. Reveal his lies to her that she was being used, that she was but a stupid pawn and easy target, feel her anguish, confusion, fear and complete and utter isolation at the sight of her burning planet. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as he salivated at the thought of her terrified screams, her weak punches and kicks as he ripped into her flesh to take out the last human in a glorious feast. He had to wait of course but he could plan it at least, proud in himself for not just devouring her earlier but the spider had been satisfying enough. Though, maybe he should eat the other digidestined to… make her watch perhaps? Hm..so many options and he had plenty of time to decide.

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Alphenia, colored edition with my interpretation of her, I based her off the Belgian hare rabbit so I imagine she has darker fur on her back lightening towards her stomach ect, she is vicious and she will kill you and she has sharp teeth as a treat. @oogaboogaspookyman, our daughter

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Me writing the most self indulgent shit ever known to mankind lmao, also known as putting May through the pain suffering just because but this time it's Digimon, featuring our favourite horrid REDACTED belonging to @oogaboogaspookyman, he's here to be a cunt really, this is pretty dialogue heavy as lmao its basically just him bullying the shit out of her at her weakest point and rambling about things that would've happened previously in the time line and discussing May's troubled relationship post digimon time lmao, again self indulgent I just had these really specific scenes and gotta get them out lmao

Corruption

Digital energy crackled and pixelated from the unusual vortex in front of them, the crowd hushed and murmured in terror as something from within the blackness pushed forwards through into their world. May put herself at the front of the group shielding her siblings from view the best she could as Lopmon stood by her feet, ears spread to look more intimidating. Dripping dark energy pushed from the portal as sparks of red lightning cracked and whipped around shorting nearby electrical appliances as an unfortunately, familiar grinning maws greeted them, it didn't even try to look humanoid as a mouth closed and opened into a black eye with a frantic white pupil. The pupil bounced around scanning over the horrified faces of the people as its many mouths pulled into delighted grins with teeth large and sharp, a deep echoing laugh coming from each mouth and even the visible eye as it surveyed the terror gladly eating it up before its eye fell upon the three siblings narrowing to a pinpoint before blowing wide in entertainment and excitement.

"How, small and pitiful you all look, my even tinier than you were before."

It's voice mocked from its eyeball, still laughing from its mouths, the eye blinked into a mouth as other mouths closed and opened into eyes scanning around in an erratic manner, though more so to make them uncomfortable, this beast didn't know fear.

"I bet I could splatter you like insects right now, decorate your disease ridden world with your bright gorgeous blood."

"Then why don't you, you Prick." May's voice was cold and sharp as she glared taking a challenging step forward, "oh yea I know why, because you can't interact with this world, your data is too much and you can't fully come through so you just sit there and taunt trying to make us scared, trying to terrify people while you plot a way into this world. It didn't work last time though did it? And I'm not going to fucking let you try again." An eye fell upon her watching her as its other mouths twisted and contorted out of shape.

"Then why don't you come and stop me?"

It asked simply as it started to pull backwards into the portal, the pavement splitting from the ground beginning to float as the portal moved awkwardly into the sky, the slabs of pavement swirling around it as the creature grinned at them.

"Well, digidestine? Can you stop me this time? Or have you already lost too much?"

As its form disappeared, May could only grit her teeth as Lopmon looked up at her for guidance.

"We can't go through that portal May, times synced now in the digital world, we'll lose real time here. Let some other people deal with it, we can't be the digidestine anymore." Her sister spoke behind her and May looked at in confusion and disbelief at what she was hearing, even Salmon looked uncomfortable at the idea they weren't going to do something nuzzling into her sisters leg, May opened her mouth to argue that there was no one else they'd met no other younger digidestine.

"No." Matts voice snapped, "look you might have gotten out of that ordeal fine 10 years ago, but some of us did lose too fucking much!" His voice was a snarl as he moved to touch where his lower arm had been removed from his body, Labramon whimpered against Matt as he crouched on the floor, guilt and shame washing through May making her heart hurt. "You might not be so lucky next time, I wasn't." His words stabbed into her as she looked at him, her sister nodded a bit awkwardly adding.

"We got really banged up last time, I mean, you've seen the scars I got, you've seen what happened to Matt, you got off easy but you're not indestructible." May's hands clenched into fists, their words becoming poisoned jabs, snide hateful remarks for years and years, snipping snapping biting into her over and over as her eyes became wet with frustration.

"Fine. I wasn't even going to fucking ask you to come. I'll fucking deal with this myself." She turned walking away from them quickly, "let the weakest link smash that cunts face in!" Her voice a frustrated yell as she leapt onto a floating pave slab with Lopmon leaping up behind her following.

"May don't be fucking stupid for once in your life!" Her sisters words fell on deaf ears as she leapt and flipped up the platforms with acrobatic precision, ignoring her sister cussing her out insulting her, as she got closer to the portal the air felt static like as Lopmon flew up besides her, digital energy engulfed them both as they disappeared through the dark of the portal.

The local advertising screens came to life displaying the digital island they'd found themselves upon years ago as Dianamon landed gracefully but with force. She walked with a dangerous tremor in her step, "Where are you?! Come out you coward. Let's end this!" May and Lopmons voice overlapped creating an almost new voice as they scowled around looking for the black ink beast. She heard him laughing before she saw him, barely dodging a large black spike that ripped through the ground and would have went right through her.

"My my, all on your own? No siblings to back you up? No lover? Oh yes I forgot, he replaced you didn't he?"

She slashed at him with her moon sickle slicing through the black inky body as the ink fell to the ground with a splat before crawling away to a larger mass of blackness as the creature took form again, still inhuman with eyes and teeth grinning at her. She lunged at him again swinging and striking with her weapon, retreating to draw back her bow and shoot arrows through his inky substance splatting it off and watching it disintegrate. She wasn't going to amuse his games. Despite her attacking he seemed pleased simply reforming lost mass to sustain himself as he dodged or allowed her to slash his form just to pull himself up somewhere else.

"I suppose it does make sense. I mean, you always held them together, you were the link in their chain that strengthened them and how do they respond to that?"

He laughed a wicked laugh as a morphed pale form of her sister pulled through the black slime walking towards her with hollow black eyes. When it spoke it used her voice, it sounded distant like a recording rather than the vocal mimicry it did for its usual voice.

"Why do you always ruin things for me?! You're so fucking selfish you know why are you even in this fucking contest?! You just want to show me up! And are you happy?! I only came second because you fucked with my brain! Why the fuck would you go 'best of luck sis', don't you have any idea how much fucking pressure that puts on me to perform well when I know you're just going to do better?! You're such a shitty person sometimes May, I wish you'd fucking disappear sometimes!!"

Her sisters voice screamed at her even if it felt distant, May leapt back as the fake hollow version of her sister collapsed into black sludge as his voice laughed mockingly before tutting.

"Aw, now that really wasn't very kind."

It doubled over on itself laughing as its mouths snapped with teeth and its eyes rolled around.

"I mean, she was right, you were always better at the gymnast stuff. That must put an awful lot of pressure on her, funny though, you never ever won, not even third."

It straightened to look at her twisting it's head as it leant forward, it's body turned to sludge by another swing of the moon blade but that didn't stop it talking.

"Kind of stupid of her not to notice, why did you never tell her huh? Why did you ruin your own performances with rookie mistakes on purpose to receive worse points when she hated you for even being there? For daring exist?"

She gripped her weapon tightly, not giving it the satisfaction of an answer as it cackled dark ink encircling her and grabbing at her ankles before she slashed it away and flew up to avoid his mocking grabs.

"Oh that's right, because you loved her or something. When was the last time she was kind to you May? When was the last time you felt loved by your sister and not just shame and hatred?"

Dianamon shook her head to rid his voice from her ears, she couldn't afford to think of individual components right now, she was Dianamon now, she can be May later, she couldn't risk dedigivolving and losing her advantage. It seemed to sense her struggling shooting up black tendrils that slammed her back into the ground with a sickening crunch of something and a horrid gasp of pain from the celestial Digimon as she forced herself to her feet before the ink tried to consume her.

"You really struggle and fight so much for people that seem to loathe you, most of the world doesn't know you exist and yet here you are fighting to try to save it, but when has the world ever done anything for you? I know none of you received acknowledgement for what happened ten years ago, doesn't that make your blood boil in rage? That you risked life and well, your brothers limb and all you got was the terror and fear screaming, crying for help as you cradled your unconscious brother as his arm bled new blood."

Its mouth quirked into a wicked smile as her expression darkened knowing it had touched a nerve. She slashed and attacked with everything she had yelling in anger and pain trying to destroy him as his corrupted data mass remained consistent allowing flecks to crumble away to make a form to be slashed to keep her eye to exhaust her as it laughed at her torment. From the ink a pale Matt formed looking at her with bleeding black eyes as it too approached her.

"Look you might have gotten out of that ordeal fine 10 years ago, but some of us did lose too fucking much!"

His voice was distant like a recording once more as it parroted back things that had been said. More and more words came from its blackened mouth phrases that she'd heard throughout the years since coming back, passive aggressive 'good for you's, snarly snapping remarks, and things she hadn't heard, spiteful bitter whispers of 'why me', a cold harsh 'it should have been her,' that made her throat go dry and heart almost clench as though grabbed and crushed, Dianamon couldn't afford to cry and yet her eyes watered and her grip on her weapon trembled.

Once more the pale clone copy collapsed back into the blackness as it taunted and laughed.

"What a cruel thing to say! He said it often as well, oh how he wished you had suffered instead of him, he thinks it's unfair, unjust, that he didn't deserve it, how funny he believes that you in turn did deserve it. Its quite funny actually! I suppose it's because you never told him the full truth did you? I mean, you wouldn't have dared he lost his arm. Who are you to tell him it was going to be worse? And that you stopped it being worse like some savior when he was going through such a horrible affair, you would've looked like quite the dick, I can understand why you kept it to yourself."

Dianamons made more empty slashes at her tormentor, snarling "JUST SHUT UP AND DIE! I'LL DESTROY US BOTH IF IT STOPS YOU FUCKING TALKING!!" But it only cackled at her swirling and forming eyes and taunting mouths as it without her knowledge began to destroy the data around them, disintegrating trees and rocks leveling the area slowly.

"How fittingly self-destructive. You always did value others more than yourself."

Another hollow pale form, this time herself, or well the form of May, Dianamon struggled to maintain its own identity as the voice of May parroted from the past spoke.

"Please god don't hurt him! He's my baby brother, please you can take anything from me, humans, we have all kinds of interesting organs! Yea yea, I'll trade you, you could have my kidney! And you give him back yes? Please, I am begging you please take from me don't hurt him my skin, my hair, my eyes, my lungs Fuck you could take my heart kill me right now just just please, please let him go, please, he means too much to me I will do anything just don't please don't take him from me please"

Dianamons eyes watered uncomfortably at sickening memories from the past, her brother unconscious as an Archnemon regards him for experimentation for devouring planning to hack him apart and then dissolve his flesh. The hollow stared forward and through her before screaming horribly as it was cut open by nothing, Dianamon tearing her eyes away cringing and exhaling a shaky breath through her nose at they remembered the sensation of large hands plunging into her guts and pulling out what it wanted, the carving of her organs and the teeth, the horrid teeth that sank into her wound ripping her flesh away from her body and the sickening enjoyment the Archnemon had taken from the experience, helplessly caught in the creature web, and then the guilt and horror as it took a cleavor and-

Dark tendrils slammed her chest sending her flying backwards hitting the ground and bouncing slightly as she cried out her weapon flying from her hands and disintegrating before it hit the ground as she weakly hauled herself into a kneel.

"That was a dirty move." She snapped, but her component's were struggling, tears ran out of one eye at the guilt of not being able to stop the twisted digimon from taking her brothers arm. It only laughed at her in enjoyment feeling her terror, guilt and pain with great satisfaction. She pulled herself to stand but her body was struggling, the phantom pains still ripping away at her body as she shuddered, she'd never told anyone about what happened, not the truth at least. Dianamon shook her head, May had never told anyone but she was not May right now.

Black ink shot out in the form of a large hand grabbing her body and began to squeeze before she could even move, her armor crushing uncomfortably into her body as the entity pulled itself up out the ink and took on a painfully familiar form, it copied the face and body of, someone May once cared deeply for, another crush from the hand engulfing her body and Dianamon faded. Lopmon fell to the ground with a weak groan as May remained crushed in the grip.

"Lopmon run!" May attempted to struggle as the tired rookie pushed itself to stand stumbling before the ink wrapped around its body dragging the bunny-like digimon by its ankles to the twisted form of May's old crush. They tried to attack, opening their mouth weakly to summon energy before the pale humanoid grabbed its mouth shut harshly with a snarl.

"Behave little one, would be a shame to destroy something that could be of use to me. Besides, i'll kill your human if you're a brat."

Lopmon whimpered but couldn't fight, too injured and tired from being Dianamon, and May was weakening too. It looked over at her and slowly the large hand pulled down into the earth releasing and leaving her standing though with difficulty she swayed and gave a weak glare as it scoffed at her before it was right in front of her with astonishing speeds it's pale hands grabbing her face, Lopmon tossed aside, as it arched over her threateningly, grinning with too many teeth at the wonderful fear from her.

"You've always intrigued me, such fight such love and for what?"

It's grip tightened threateningly on her face as she tried to pull away and shake her head sinking in claws to draw blood making her still as Lopmon was restrained in dark inky tendrils, the surroundings barren now save for his corrupting black ink.

"Don't make me pop out your eyeballs~"

It's tone faked sweetness as his thumbs pressed under her eyes threateningly.

"It's a shame he gave you up the way he did, choosing another woman while you were kept apart by distance, it's like everything you went through meant nothing to him, like he didn't care about the bantering you shared, the stories the company, do you think he thought of you as much as you him? It must hurt knowing you don't matter so much to someone, that they can replace you just like that."

A finger snapped for emphasis on another arm before it disappeared, his tone was quieter than usual it was almost sympathetic comforting as her eyes began to water against her control, tears rolling down her cheeks as she struggled to breathe, all the repressed feelings all the times she made herself be strong crashing down on her so now she was weak, bubbling pathetically under her worst enemies watching gaze as she cried against her control. She was unloved and despised, she wasn't enough for the people she cared deeply about and she couldn't stop him she couldn't protect them she couldn't save the world from his plans to destroy it and now he was going to kill her, and the worst part was she was alone. The people she loved weren't coming to save her. Her breathing choked as her knees felt weak. She wanted to rip his hands from her face to just collapse and cry to pull her eyes away but he held her firm and her eyes were locked to his.

"Sweet little thing, all alone and unloved. You tried so hard to be the best you could be and to be good enough, you sacrificed so much of yourself, didn't you?"

She choked a breath, her head nodding against her control as her knees gave out and desperately grabbing at his arms fearing that she would fall and he would simply pull and rip her head from her body, but the tug never came, his hands didn't move as she gripped to him weakly her body slightly limp as his thumbs wiped against her cheeks in a way that was almost soothing if she wasn't so terrified for why he was acting this way, she was so so tired, every moment her energy seemed to be sapped. Was this his plan? Cradle her till she expired, taking her life energy? Maybe he was going to take her body upon her last breath turning her into a puppet to get to the real world. She could only fear more at every passing second.

She could feel the ink starting to crawl up her body, oh god he was going to turn her into a flesh puppet for his data. She didn't even have the energy to struggle.

"You're so tired aren't you? So tired of not being enough for some people, tired of hurting in silence, tired of thinking, tired of existing, tired of hurting because of other people. You just want to stop thinking don't you? Stop worrying, stop hurting. I can make all that go away, empty your mind of all that aching all that anguish, I wouldn't hurt you like he would. "

As she stared up at him his face began to slowly slide off and melt almost before his face fell and splattered black flesh and liquid right onto her face, she gasped in horror choking on the foul ink as it slid down her throat and up her nose and crawled into her eyes, she tries to struggle but her body couldn't move wanting to cough up the black corruption but only choking further as he threw his body backwards to howl in laughter removing his hands from her face as she collapsed from choking and the blackness already wrapped around her legs. He watched her spluttering on the floor on her back, black liquid bubbling up out her mouth as she choked and her eyes turned black, the corruption engulfed her pulling her down into itself with only a few bubbles as the last of her breath was taken. The creature grinned as its form became twisted once more, despising the humanoid guise it needed to use.

He hadn't been lying, he had always been intrigued by that one, she was just so corruptible, pushed to the edge of darkness by those around her every day, they really did all the hard work for him. Once he was through with her well he could have his fun before disposing of the last of the filth known as humanity, but until then he now held a very powerful ace, a Kelpymon and a digidestine corrupt to his whim. It glanced over to a patch of pixelated space, knowing the human world could see him and could only grin as the fear, they were right to be afraid of him. He slashed his claw through it ending the connection, laughing to himself, he shouldn't have been surprised by the lack of help really, May was the link that strengthened the chain, with her gone well all that was left was the coward and the clown, as for his human guise well he had his own better life now, why would he risk it. What a blight on this world. Selfish creatures. Horrid creatures. Oh well. They'll all get what they deserve.