Deviation Actions
Literature Text
Just outside of Fort Wayne, Indiana, USA
It was a fairly warm evening for the Great Lakes area. The moon was rising high into the night sky, the same insane grin on its face as always. A few hundred miles south of Fort Wayne, IN, in the middle of corn fields was an underground base. This was common for military purposes. However, this was a special secret base for witches. After the incident with the witches’ facility on Lost Island, the research about death weapons had shifted to research about how the witch’s soul allows a Death Scythe to transform into different shapes. Primarily, this research was for weapons and branched from the mother of magic weapons, the witch Arachne, and her research; however, the other witches wish to see about the effects it would have on a meister. Of course, not all of the witches agree to this research; only a select few who were willing to risk their souls dared to delve into this research.
On this particular night, something happened. Something big. It was late at night, a little past midnight, when there was a tremor. Deep underground, there were multiple explosions all over the facility. The witches at the facility at the time were in a panic.
This was a rebellion.
Weapons and meisters alike who were forced into these experiments had finally had enough. With their combined powers, they planned a coup and fought back against the witches. Some of the meisters had no weapons, some weapons had no meisters. Some had partners from before these horrid experiments and managed to stay with them. Some didn’t need a weapon or a meister, thanks to the experiments.
Two of these victims in particular, a weapon that needed no meister and a meister-weapon duo, had extraordinary power due to the research of the witches. The weapon, (Your Name), was also able to transform into an animal, a fox. Her weapon form was brass knuckles and due to the nature of her weapon she did not require a meister. The meister, (Friend Name), had her demon scythe, a boy named Blaze, and the ability to turn into an animal as well, a wolf. The two became fast friends when they were forcefully kept in the underground facility and had stuck together throughout their unknown amount of time in captivity.
“What’s going on (Friend Name)?” (Your Name) asked in a panic, her (Eye Colour) eyes widened in scared confusion.
(Friend Name) looked down a corridor and saw many witches running for their lives. “I’m not sure. It looks to me like we’re not the only ones causing chaos here (Your Name). Some outsiders have infiltrated this lab.” She grabbed her partner and balanced the cold steel of his handle on her shoulder. “I say we take this chance to get gone real quick-like.” (Friend Name) said with a grin.
(Your Name) nodded, catching a glimpse of these outside intruders. They wore vests and some of them had their faces covered. They all had the same patch on their sleeves, but from this distance (Your Name) couldn’t read what they said. “Yo, (Your Name). How’s about you make things easier for us and punch us a way out?” Blaze said in a thick Texas accent, the silver and lavender blade reflecting the dim light and showing his reflection in the blade itself. (Your Name) looked down at her hands, which donned her weapon form. Long, slender gloves that looked like straps wrapped around her arms that had hard studs on the knuckles in the shape of canine or feline teeth. She recalled briefly that her weapon form was strong enough to crush a diamond (which can only be cut by another diamond) thanks to the power of a witch’s soul.
“Sure thing.” (Your Name) said. Using her own soul wavelength, she channeled her strength into her fists and smashed the wall directly behind the trio. It broke away with little resistance.
(Friend Name) grinned, her sharp, wolfish canines peeking out from under her upper lip. “Way to go (Your Name)!” She cheered, giving a thumbs up, “Now let’s get the hell outta here, shall we?”
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After fighting their way through the underground labyrinth of a lab, the trio finally managed to slip out undetected. Once out, they used their newfound powers to turn into their animals: (Your Name) into a white fox, (Friend Name) into a gray wolf, and Blaze into a dark gray, almost black wolf. With strength and stamina they never knew they had, the three ran for their very lives.
After about an hour of running west, the three slowed their run to a trot, then a brisk walk, then stopped altogether. Panting, (Your Name) turned back to human. “H-How far are we?” She asked. (Friend Name) and Blaze also changed back, neither of them use to this new ability. “Far enough, I think.” (Friend Name) answered breathlessly.
“And where exactly are we heading?” Blaze asked, sitting down on a rock.
Both (Your Name) and (Friend Name) were silent. “Well, where can we go? I’m sure that the witches will be after us once they figure out we escaped.” (Friend Name) said, kicking a twig.
(Your Name) looked to the moon, contemplating. “We should just travel around, see what we can do. It’s not like we can go back to our old homes, y’know?” This struck a chord with all three of them. (Your Name) and (Friend Name) were orphans, (Your Name) growing up in an orphanage until she was abducted at the age of eight. (Friend Name) and Blaze are childhood friends that traveled around and did odd jobs to earn enough money to stay in various motels since they were also around eight or nine [Blaze is four years younger than (Friend Name), so since she is in her mid-teens like (Your Name), Blaze is in his early teens.]
Blaze stood suddenly, “All we can do now is head west.” He declared. A soft early spring breeze blew from the east, as if urging the three teens onward. (Your Name) and (Friend Name) smiled, relishing in the rightness of what they’ve chosen to do.
“We’ll go west!” They cheered. They knew not who or what awaited them at the end of their journey, but they were prepared to face it.
And then they were off into the night.
