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(Warning: Again, not much warning for right now. But 13+ just in case.)
An explosion roared as debris rained from the heavens and onto the desolate streets; a dust cloud billowed and marred the sky, marking the location of where it took place. A figure leaped on top of a car, denting the roof as he looked impassively toward a destroyed storefront. He ignored the crumbling buildings of the ruined section of the city, he didn't care about the people that raced away, screaming in terror. The figure kept his focus on the storefront, waiting for a sign, a movement.
A second figure stumbled out, coughing; his green hoodie ragged, torn and dirty, same with his jeans and shoes. He coughed again, sending the first a sharp glare through the eye-holes of his slightly cracked poker faced mask as he readjusted it correctly on his face. Wind rushed through and blew the dust away, ruffling the second figure's brown hair as blue electricity crackled around his forearms. The first figure's lips curved into a dark smirk behind a frighteningly similar mask, chuckling as red electrical energy sparked and snaked around his body. "You must be joking, correct?" the figure asked, voice distorting while stepping off the car. "You're still going to defy me, Cryaotic?"
"Damn straight I am, Virus." the youtuber hissed, the electricity on his arms whipping the air before shifting and taking the form of twin blades. "I'm not going to just sit back and let you take over my body!"
"Heh, is that right? Well, we have plenty of time to change your mind."
The gamer growled then charged forward with a battle-cry as the viral double met him halfway with swords of his own. Both swung at the same time, blades clashing and locking each other in a battle of strength. Distorted laughter left Virus' mouth as he leaned toward Cry's face and purred. "Tsk tsk, Cry... did you forget I am you? I know every move you make, you can't win." Cry cringed, suppressing the urge to shudder at hearing his own voice warp, like an audio file from one of his videos just corrupted on him. But then that's what Virus was... a collection of corrupted data. Right? The virus grinned further at seeing the youtuber struggle against him. "Not only will I take your body, but I will take everything you have. Every. Single. Thing. After all, you and I are one and the same."
"No we're not!"
Ignoring his outburst, Virus continued. "And I think I'll start..." the double's haunting electric blue eyes flashed red as his mask's jagged smile grew, glancing off to the side to a crumpled form a fair distance from them. "...with our friend over there." Cry's own blue eyes widen in horror, glancing over to his friend. Taking advantage of his distraction, the virus knocked the other's blades aside, throwing him off balance before the double slammed his palm into Cry's stomach. The gamer shrieked in agony as a powerful shock coursed through his body for a few seconds before Virus backhanded him, sending him flying to the side. Cry yelped and cried out in pain as he skipped across the pavement and slid to a stop near his unconscious friend. He coughed and groaned as he struggled to prop himself up off the street, closing his eyes briefly to cope with the pain.
An explosion roared as debris rained from the heavens and onto the desolate streets; a dust cloud billowed and marred the sky, marking the location of where it took place. A figure leaped on top of a car, denting the roof as he looked impassively toward a destroyed storefront. He ignored the crumbling buildings of the ruined section of the city, he didn't care about the people that raced away, screaming in terror. The figure kept his focus on the storefront, waiting for a sign, a movement.
A second figure stumbled out, coughing; his green hoodie ragged, torn and dirty, same with his jeans and shoes. He coughed again, sending the first a sharp glare through the eye-holes of his slightly cracked poker faced mask as he readjusted it correctly on his face. Wind rushed through and blew the dust away, ruffling the second figure's brown hair as blue electricity crackled around his forearms. The first figure's lips curved into a dark smirk behind a frighteningly similar mask, chuckling as red electrical energy sparked and snaked around his body. "You must be joking, correct?" the figure asked, voice distorting while stepping off the car. "You're still going to defy me, Cryaotic?"
"Damn straight I am, Virus." the youtuber hissed, the electricity on his arms whipping the air before shifting and taking the form of twin blades. "I'm not going to just sit back and let you take over my body!"
"Heh, is that right? Well, we have plenty of time to change your mind."
The gamer growled then charged forward with a battle-cry as the viral double met him halfway with swords of his own. Both swung at the same time, blades clashing and locking each other in a battle of strength. Distorted laughter left Virus' mouth as he leaned toward Cry's face and purred. "Tsk tsk, Cry... did you forget I am you? I know every move you make, you can't win." Cry cringed, suppressing the urge to shudder at hearing his own voice warp, like an audio file from one of his videos just corrupted on him. But then that's what Virus was... a collection of corrupted data. Right? The virus grinned further at seeing the youtuber struggle against him. "Not only will I take your body, but I will take everything you have. Every. Single. Thing. After all, you and I are one and the same."
"No we're not!"
Ignoring his outburst, Virus continued. "And I think I'll start..." the double's haunting electric blue eyes flashed red as his mask's jagged smile grew, glancing off to the side to a crumpled form a fair distance from them. "...with our friend over there." Cry's own blue eyes widen in horror, glancing over to his friend. Taking advantage of his distraction, the virus knocked the other's blades aside, throwing him off balance before the double slammed his palm into Cry's stomach. The gamer shrieked in agony as a powerful shock coursed through his body for a few seconds before Virus backhanded him, sending him flying to the side. Cry yelped and cried out in pain as he skipped across the pavement and slid to a stop near his unconscious friend. He coughed and groaned as he struggled to prop himself up off the street, closing his eyes briefly to cope with the pain.
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Ah, well I call it Project Mask since well... I couldn't think of any good title. Plus, I want to write this short fic of Cry fighting Virus but I wanted to do something different with their battle. Bare with me if the fighting sucks when I do post more of it later when I finish the short fic. (God I hope its a short one) I'm not familiar with any kind of fighting. Punch, kick, kick in groin are about as far as I know how to do it. So yeah... >.>
I got inspired to do this from all the Virus vs Cry pics, some music and by my favorite new song, Whatta Mask by Cyberpunkers. Damnit for being so addicting!
xD Yeah, I got like 3 Cry project fics going on... well 2 and half really. >.>
Hope you enjoyed it.
NOTE: Things are subject to change, so you may not see this again exactly as it is now, once I get through editing it and stuff. :3
I got inspired to do this from all the Virus vs Cry pics, some music and by my favorite new song, Whatta Mask by Cyberpunkers. Damnit for being so addicting!
xD Yeah, I got like 3 Cry project fics going on... well 2 and half really. >.>
Hope you enjoyed it.
NOTE: Things are subject to change, so you may not see this again exactly as it is now, once I get through editing it and stuff. :3
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oooohh.... *is highly interested* o.o