User:HavocReaper48/DKC200X/Chapter 1
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Three figures were surrounding a mysterious, shadow-like creature in a fresh, clean jungle near a river which separated the large area into two. The river served as a border between the two sides, each different in their own way but similar in goal. One side, the DKWikia, is corrupted by humanity and clearly deteriorating, with cramped unsanitary living conditions, and the other, where this scene takes place, DKWiki a cleaner, freer place away from society. A banishment was about to take place. "This isn't fair!" The embodiment of shadow pleaded as he looked up to a Reaper in a black cloth, holding a scythe. "You're not always right, and your logic is flawed. You should of spoken up when you had the chance. A whole month should of been enough." Boomed a large, green titan creature from behind. It was Omega Tyrant, a wiki administrator.
"You only brought this upon yourself. It's for the good of the Wiki," the scythe wielder said. Darkrai could only stare, with pure cyan eyes full of rage and confusion. While he refused to admit it, he knew there was no way out of this one. The metallic being, Megatron1, left no comment, he had already said what he wanted to Darkrai many times in the past and did not want to repeat himself even more.
The scythe wielder, HavocReaper48 lifted his scythe up and slashed at Darkrai's soul. "This is an outrage! There is only one Donkey Kong Wiki!", he shouted, but it was too late. His soul was severely damaged, and it was likely he could not bother them for several months. "Men, we're done here. Darkrai, please return to the other side. We've forsaken the Wikia for independence, and you should of just done the same." Having nothing left to say, disgruntled Darkrai retreated to the Wikia. Havoc had given up on the Wikia after the head honcho there had removed his authority under unfair grounds. Though, the reaper had a feeling his troubles were not over just yet. The three returned to the jungle, relaxing. "Hey, guys, let's go to the Eye Are See bar at SmashWiki, all the guys are there around this time." Megatron suggested. Havoc took one last glace at DKWikia. Part of him had not wanted to move. He had near single-handedly revived the place, spruced it up, and got the community back on its feat. The once dead jungle had been so bright thanks to him. Now since the Oasis Crisis had forced them out, it was slowly returning to that state, with damages unrepaired, roots and weeds growing everywhere due to neglection from the people in upper authority. What did they care, anyway? They agreed and set out, away from the jungle, to SmashWiki, a large library and dojo holding many ancient fighting styles and chronicles a series of tournaments and their fighters, in the Smash Brothers league.
Along the way they passed SmashWikia. At this time most of the community left, with only a few unknown people lurking. The old library had been abandoned and despite the move being recent, already showed some signs of unfixed vandalism, damage, and surplus of unneeded information. At SmashWiki's IRC they sat down and met with the usual crew. They had to change forms in order to visit the Smash Wiki -- HavocReaper a physically fit racer in manly pink, Megatron1 a knight with a heavy golden sword and blue hair, and OmegaTyrant a wolf creature who stood on two feat.
wait for it...
"Again?" asked Ivy73. "Totally saw it coming." Megatron1 replied. "Figures, he just doesn't know better." Doc King said. Havoc had been keeping the SmashWiki community informed of Darkrai, as he had some quest to "rule all wikis", but judging from his actions he wasn't quite ready yet. Other SW users do occasionally get involved, but not often. "Kid just doesn't learn." Added OmegaTyrant. "Well, forget about that, you guys wanna Brawl?" Doc offered. The group had been learning many techniques of fighting from the library and often had competitions to see whose style was best. "I'm in." Havoc replied. "Me too." Ivy73 echoed. "Sure." Megatron1 said. The SmashWikians set up rooms and brawled each other, enjoying themselves. Their troubles were behind them now. ... "...so, he just left the place?" "Yeah! And he set up some other fake place elsewhere!" "Uh huh. Well, the paperwork's in order and you can begin in a few weeks, and you're sure he's not coming back?" "Positive. Staff previously demoted him, cuz he and the others lost faith in the organization. The guy's not welcome." "I see, though you'll have to wait for the others to remain totally out before you can do this." "Whatever it takes!"
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