(Fast-forward to the end of the school day, and you meet up with everyone except Sydney (By everyone, I refer to Gun Hold, Susie, and Me.) Margret slowly approaches you guys. She wobbles a little as she does so.)
Margret: Hello Chris. Are these (Yawn) your friends?
(He looks to see a moth girl. She has eyes that are only black pupil, and she has 2 gray fluffy antenna on her head. She has 6 gray fluffy arms with small black hands at the end of them. Her legs are similar, except with small black feet. She also has a pair of moth wings on her back. Her face is white, and her body is made of powder. She's seen happily hugging the night lawn light in Chris's backyard.)
Margret: OH NO! WHAT DO I DO!? Okay. Deep breathes Margret. (She takes a deep breath. She picks you up, and flies you upstairs, though it's difficult.) Man. You need to go on a diet. (She brings you to you bed, and tucks you in. She goes home to get her day clothes, and returns to you room to protect, and watch over you.)
Felicia: Friend of master? I was reminded earlier to inform you that you have to tell him your deal.
Garde: Oh right, yeah. The deal. Ahem. Now look. I have a deal for you. I'll let you have Felicia back. She's back to normal, and the chip is somewhere in space. However, you must promise that I can use her if I need to. Is that a deal?
Garde: Really? That's the deal breaker? Oh please. If I try to kill you, I'll want to do it with my own 2 hands. But still, it's a deal. (You bend down to shake hands with her. You both didn't cross your fingers.) Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get ready for the big test today. (Garde goes downstairs to the basement while Felicia stays upstairs with you.)
Lucas: You See, I'm Lucas, god of the Wind. I created my son named Thufizer as the god of Electricity, Fire, and Ice. However, we got into a bit of an argument, and in backlash, he split himself into 3 deities, each wielding one of the three powers of Thufizer. I don't want the world to be destroyed.
However I've heard that all 3 triplet brothers are now at your school. So, so I need you to fight them, defeat them, and bring them back to me to be re-fused. Please. I want Thufizer back. (He starts cry again.)
Zac: How dare you? I just thought it fit me. (He shoots a lightning bolt at you, and the moves are equal. However, Zac grabs you, and he runs both of you out of the school. He then throws you into the air, and flies towards you to attempt to spike you into the ground.)
Zac prioritizes in speed, and a hit-and-run style. However, he's a glass cannon, and can't really take too much damage. Also, he doesn't actually attack until he reaches you, so if you attack him as he's approaching you, then he'll be vulnerable.
That's all the info I got. Now back to the fight.....
(Zac is flying upwards towards Chris to attempt a spike.)
He then got to 90% when he heard that, as he started getting overcome by some disturbing urge. His anger had started manifesting, as it only increased. Then, he stopped stomping, with earthquakes still erupting from him.
(Meanwhile, someone named Issac is watching the fight from a distance.)
Flint: My turn. (He launches a HUGE beam of fire at you. It knocks you away. Somehow, you've reached your limit. Your power drains, and yet, somehow, Flint is still standing. You're on your knees. You try to muster your power, but you can't. If Flint hits you now, it's all over.)
Flint: (Heh.) You thought you were the most angry one, but in the end, I won. Now Chris, PREPARE FOR MY FI- (He stands there frozen for a few seconds. Then, the fire in his eyes goes out, and he faints from exhaustion. You slowly stand up.)
(Lucas begins to lift the 2 in the air, and move them towards each other. Yellow, and Red lights mesmerize you. It stops, and Bolt Flare is born.
(Bolt Flare is a color combo of Yellow, and Red, and looks a bit more godly in appearance. Everything on him is both red, and yellow. Even his eyes, and face. He has a yellow, and red scepter. Bolt Flare can weld stronger electric, and fire attacks.)
(The hooded guy takes off his hood. It's Issac. His color scheme is revolved around light blue even his hair. He wears a cape that goes down to his thighs, as well as long gloves, and boots made of ice.)
[No. No more. I'm done. Take your shit and get lost.]
He said, as he walked out. He was absolutely done.
[Twist after twist, insult after insult. People keep calling me stupid. Well, guess what? I DON'T FUCKING GET IT. IF YOU IDIOTS JUST EXPLAINED SOMETHING FOR ONE GODDAMN DAY, I WOULDN'T HAVE TO GET THIS ANGRY AT YOU, NOW WOULD I!? BUT I DO HAVE TO GET ANGRY, BECAUSE PEOPLE. CAN'T. SEEM. TO WRITE ONE FUCKING THING WITHOUT HAVING A DUMB TWIST LIKE "OH THIS GUY'S EVIL IN THE END" OR "THIS GUY WAS A GIRL" OR "THIS CHICK HAD A DICK". IT'S ALL FUN AND GAMES! With that said, I QUIT!]
[I. KEEP. TELLING YOU IDIOTS. Maybe you don't get it.]
Then, he got to 100%. His physical features get insanely morphed, as he started transforming. His fingers extend, with claws protruding, as he then became a shadow. His eyes became white as paper, with no pupils, as he gained sharp teeth like razors.
I don't like the direction this story is taking, so I want to do a tiny retcon.
Specifically, I want to rewind it to just after Chris says "Well, thing is, I might have to, uh, get you or something. Thing is, this guy wants me to form you back together with the others or something."
Garde: A chilly guy wearing a hood told me that you were stressed, so me, and Felicia decided to make a spa area for you. Don't expect this every time though. Oh, and also, he wanted me to tell you that his name is Issac.
Garde: (Whispers) Well don't just stand there Felix. Get him upstairs in bed.
Felicia: Yes, friend of master. (She carries him upstairs, and tucks him in bed.)
(It's now the middle of the night. Garde decides to hang out on the main floor. Suddenly, she sees a letter coming through the mail slot in the door, but not before feeling a chill up her spine. She also sees Margret in her high energy casual clothes look hugging the backyard light again.)
I know that if I stay near you, or try to come close, them I'm only gonna make you mad. So I've decided, maybe we can become pen pals. We can send letters/texts to each other. This device that you humans, and Co call a "smartphone" is impressive.
Anyways, I hope to hear back from you.
P.S. Thanks for not going loco on me. Here's my phone number: (Phone Number in here)
I really feel I should say this: I'm sorry. I feel I should still find you, but since you're speaking to me in a good manner, I doubt we're enemies. I'm sorry for that. Anyways, I have nothing else to write other than that I'm doing stuff.