The Young Crisis Chapter 2Chapter 2“The first day of school”“Why are we keeping that thing!?” Subeta shouted as Temi tucked her in “and why does she have to sleep on MY bed!”The little nagaling was currently dozing on Temi’s old bed, while the little fairy child was forced to sleep in a little matchbook that was sitting on her dresser. Despite the cozy little bed being rather comfy and warm, Subeta was still upset over losing her old bed.“I know it’s difficult for you, but it’s the only other bed we have that’s appropriate for her size” Temi said as she gently brushed Subeta’s hair back with her finger “besides, that bed is far too big for you anyway. In fact most of the stuff in here is too big for you”Temi looked around Subeta’s room. to say it was disproportionate to its occupant would be an understatement. From the dresser to the drapes, everything piece of furniture was huge compared to tiny little Subeta.
The Young Crisis Chapter 1The Young CrisisChapter 1 :A rough startIT was dying. IT could feel IT’s world slipping away from IT’s self. That Other, that big Other, that was what did this to IT. That Other had hurt IT, but IT had managed to get away. By hiding under the smaller parts of a big thing IT was able to protect IT’s self from the Other. That was not enough though, the Other had still wounded IT. The Other made it feel a horrible pain that now has passed into a dim numbness. IT looked at the stuff coming out of IT, IT’s warm and slightly sticky stuff was draining out of IT. IT needed that stuff or else everything would stop existing. There would be no more anything ever again. IT started to see everything fade away. Everything was slowly vanishing into nothing. As the last of everything started to dissolve, IT saw another Other. A different Other. This Other was coming toward IT, but IT was not worried about this Other. IT knew everything would be gone before this Other could ge
Zit goes to Hell Chapter 1Chapter oneAn adventure is bornVarious kinds of demonic body’s lay strewn about like toys about a child’s room. They blood poring out of the slain warriors mixed with the rocky earth of the hellscape, staining it a dusty red. Two figures stood amongst the remains, shinnying bacons of light against the drab background of death surrounding them.“I would say today went rather well” Trinity said as she wiped the blood of hersword.“That’s one way of putting it” Markie said as she examined the large taire in her sleeve “I wish you would consider taking maternity leave Trinity, it’s not safe for someone in your condition to be out fighting so vigorously”“I have been pregnant for the past hundred years, do you really think I could sit on my hands for that long while there is still demons out there spreading evil in their wake” Trinity said as she took a small, struggling succubus from out of her pocket “plus he