personpersonChapter 1: The CullNimble phalanges skillfully weave several threads thinner than silk into a series of complex yet delicate-looking patterns and images. A lovely teal trench coat with a realistic silver, gold, and black apple tree adorned on its back is slowly being woven into existence as the threads dance. The trench coat is a superbly made piece that reaches just below the knees, with sleeves embroidered with silver ivy, and a small crest of a black apple with a silver moon circlet embellishing the left lapel quite beautifully. The one creating such an exquisite piece of garment had a soft yet focused look in his gaze as he worked. Soon, the trench coat was finished with a barely noticeable gleam of magic. A soft hum could be heard from the one inspecting their work with a satisfied sparkle in their eyelights before they carefully wrapped the article of clothing in black muslin and stored it away in their inventory. Threads were then summoned once again as he went about using them to clean up his little space and store away his collection of books and grimoires that he had collected over the eons back into his inventory, along with a variety of collections and miscellaneous items. Cleaning relaxes him, keeps him calm, and grounded as it preoccupies his broken mind away from his worries, his anxiety, his responsibilities, the voices, and... the pain. "Meow~" A small white ball of fluff bounded towards him, purring and rubbing against his dusty pants, covering its lovely, pristine white fur with a hint of gray. "Tsk tsk, Nieve, look at what you've done! You got yourself dirty again. I know you want cuddles, but this isn't the time for that, you silly gatita," Error said with a sigh passing through his teeth as he picked up the kitten into his arms and proceeded to clean her up with pet wipes. "I wish we were at Nightmare's castle. I would have been able to give you a proper bath there," he said, feeling disappointed in himself for not being able to provide better for his little companion, who had brought him comfort when he was at his lowest in recent months. "Don't try to rub against me yet, I'm just going to get cleaned up and change into something cleaner, okay?" He says as he finishes cleaning up the monster dust off the kitten's fur. He then removed the rags that were once his clothes from his body before using some wet wipes to clean his bones. It was the best he had to clean himself with when he wasn't at either Nightmare's castle or Swap's home. The antivoid is nothing but an empty white space with no resources after all. He could only make do with whatever he collected over the years from the AUs he destroyed in the past. Soon, he put on a fresh pair of clothes that he had made the other day. Truthfully, it was only recently that Error even bothered to create new clothes for himself. He usually only repaired and wore the same pair of clothes for eons. It was only after he found Nieve when she was only a day old beside her dead mother that he tried to improve his own living conditions. After all, one can only take care of another life when one can take care of oneself first. Life from Reapertale helped him in that regard. The only thing that bothered him was Reaper's intense stare full of longing. Reaper had been trying to get close to Error for a past that he could never remember. A past before he became the God of Destruction. "Meow," Nieve pawed at Error's toes, bringing Error out of his thoughts as he gave the kitten some attention. "Okay, okay, let's give you those cuddles you want. Geez, you're one greedy little gatita, you know that right?" Laughing wholeheartedly, Error picked up the kitten into his arms before kissing her forehead softly. The kitten purred loudly at the affection while curling up comfortably in his arms. Kitten and skeleton bonded with each other in a comfortable silence for a bit. It wasn't long before Error felt a stabbing pain in his soul as his vision spun, his mind unfocused, and his hold on the kitten became more protective. "Sh-shit! AGH! That darn squid really doesn't know how to stop. FUCK! This pain... The AU he's making, it's fucking huge! It's tipping the balance way too much. I need to destroy it before he finishes it! Nieve... I'm sorry, girl, I can't leave you with Life this time; there's not much time." Error says through gritted teeth as he puts his little kitten inside one of his inner coat pockets. The kitten purred against her owner as she curled inside his pocket while kneading biscuits against his ribs. This brought a small smile to the destroyer's face despite the pain he was going through. Error then brought up the codes and searched for the new AU. Ones and zeros danced in front of him in a way only he could decipher as his eyelights scanned the codes at a rapid pace before landing on a set of particularly unfamiliar growing string of codes, a tattle-tale sign of a new AU being created and had not yet synced with the very fabric of the multiverse. It was large, far too large for the multiverse to handle. "DAMN IT!" Error cursed as he tore through the codes of reality, creating a rift through time and space before summoning his threads to create a tether to the new AU, which would facilitate portal creation. Nieve softly pawed at Error's ribs to calm his simmering anger. She meowed softly with concern as she peeked out of Error's pocket to look at him. Error controlled his breathing, trying to calm his raging emotions while gritting through the pain that attacked his soul in waves. Error began to focus; he needed to, or else the multiverse would collapse as the AUs would collide. "Thanks... Nieve." Error says as he steps through the newly created portal. The moment Error's sandal-clad feet stepped into the AU, something felt off to Error's senses; something was wrong with this AU; it looked normal on the surface, but his instincts were screaming out in alarm that danger was coming and that it was coming in hot and fast. Error quickly hid among the foliage, using his strings to blend with the surroundings by altering the color to match that of the flora in his vicinity. He slowed down his breathing, his soul beats became falteringly slow as he extended his senses to determine what was heading in his direction. He could sense several thousand hostiles inching closer to his location, which led him to check the codes again to assess and analyze his overall situation. He doesn't like what he sees. Both the originals and the copies alike, all of whom were a part of the council that sided with the star Sanses, were closing in from the north. This made Error realize that things were becoming quite dicey, as his analysis indicated that the situation was escalating in both difficulty and level of danger. Things were definitely not looking good. The opposition was looking around for the glitchy skeleton, but Error doesn't plan on making it easy for them. 'Those fools should have done their research on me, not like it matters since they've lost the element of surprise.' Error thought as he used his camouflaged state to his advantage by summoning more strings and letting them burrow into the earth. His mind focused on their coordinates through the codes as he controlled his strings to slowly tunnel through the dirt, to make their way to the originals' locations before using his strings as a medium to remotely open portals to send the originals back to their respective AUs inconspicuously without the copies or the star Sanses noticing. He did it quickly while also deleting the originals' communication devices as he did so. "That'll thin out the numbers a bit but not by much... I need to do something else to make the playing field go in my favor." Error whispered to himself as he stared at the codes. His eyes lit up as he recalled something from a medical book he collected in the past. He grinned unperceptively as he summoned his strings once more. "Meow." Nieve poked her head out of Error's pocket, tentatively pawing at his chest. Error looked down at the kitten with a soft gaze. "Nieve, I'll be careful. Go back to hiding in my pocket, my sweet little gatita." He said reassuringly to the little feline while using one of his strings to lightly caress her head. Nieve did as told, while purring softly, her tail flicked lightly to show her compliance. He pulled away the string he used to pet her, though it lingered on the tuft of fur in her ear for a second. Error's sockets slowly narrowed as he looked away from his little furry companion. 'Hopefully this'll put the odds in my favor.' He thought to himself as he slowly made the color of his strings disappear, turning them transparent as he maneuvered them towards the copies' souls, tying their souls up without anyone noticing. With apprehension in his own soul, he then sent the ends of his strings to painlessly penetrate the core complex of their souls, paralyzing them. "Looks like it worked. Now it's time to cull this herd of stubborn sheep."Alpha V Corp Secret File 1Power Rangers: Evolve Aura Drive Files Computer screen turns on showing text asking to type in access code: Type in Code: POWERRANGERS Alpha V Corp logo appear Female voice: “You had accessed Alpha V Project Power Ranger files 1: The Aura Drive Evolver. The transformation device used by each of the pokemon rangers. It closely resembles the pokemon ranger fine capture styler and functions like a capture styler.” Image of Aura Drive Evolver appear on screen* Shadowy figure appear with with aura drive evolver on wrist putting in a card Aura Drive Evolver: “Axess”. * word scanning appear on screen* “scanning” *card image appear” Female voice: The Axess card is inserted in the evolver allowing access for the transformation, the aura drive evolver is scanning for the pokemon DNA of the user. The Axess card does have other uses, but it’ll be classified for now. Aura Drive Evolver: “Infernape DNA detected, ready.” Female Voice: “Now we began the transformation. Shadowy figure: “EVOLVE AXESS!” The word EVOLVE flash on Aura Drive Evolver screen, capture disc spinning showing infernape image on center* Shadowy figure glow red becoming red ranger, begin and swinging and twirling staff, a infernape side image appear in center of suit breast plate Female voice: Transformation completed, here is Aura Drive Infern Red, donning the special red Poke’protecter armor, master of fire aura and fighting art of the Infernape, wielding specially weapon,Ember staff, capable of splitting in two Jitte like batons, His pokemon partner Kiki the Monferno, though not a Infernape, he tougher than he look Kiki appear using flame wheel and mach punch on punching bag, then stand next to InfernRed Male voice: The identity of Aura Drive InfernRed is Gon Soku Sunwu, Age 18, pokemon ranger who specialize in controlling forest fire, rescuing pokemon from poachers and aiding pokemon trainers. He owns a Wartortle, Grumpig, buneary and a Shiny Altaria he rides. His hobbies are cooking, pokemon riding, skate boarding and martial arts. He competed in three Pokemon Leagues, won Honen League, didn’t appear in the Johto and Sinnoh Finals. He learned the Art of Infernape being very skillful with a staff and mastered the art of aura. *Video end show Alpha V Corp Logo” Female voice: This end Alpha V Project Power Ranger File 1, We hope to see you again for the next file. *The computer screen shut down.”Let Me Care - Mustang Sally x ReaderLet Me Care - Mustang Sally x Reader You sighed – through your mouth, since your nose wouldn’t let you. You sat at your table in your tiny apartment as you pulled out your phone and opened the texting page. You scrolled to the name Mustang Sally. You were really looking forward to seeing him for lunch, so this was the worst day to get sick. You texted, (Y/N): Sorry Mustang, but I’m not gonna be able to make it to (favorite restaurant) today, I’m sick. Can we postpone? You sighed once more as you waited for a reply. Logically, you knew it wasn’t a big deal, but you couldn’t help feeling tense when you couldn’t follow through with something. Anything, really. You got up to get some orange juice, and just as your glass was full, you heard the notification sound. You set your glass down on the table then checked your phone. Mustang: Of course. Sorry to hear you’re sick. How about Friday? You smiled as you texted back. (Y/N): Sure :)Mustang: Okay, I’m coming over.(Y/N): Wait, what?Mustang: You said you’re sick. I’ll take care of you for today. I’ll see you there, I’m about to drive and I don’t plan to lose my license, so I won’t be responding. You tried not to sigh a third time, and for once, your nose allowed it. You decided to treasure this moment of nasal freedom before taking a sip of orange juice. You had only gone on two dates with Mustang after knowing him a short time, and now he was heading for your home to take care of you. Did he like you that much? But then again, Mustang was always such a gentleman. Maybe Mustang was doing this out of obligation? You hoped not. The last thing you wanted was for somebody to feel obligated to care for you. “I can take care of myself.” you grumbled, “I SHOULD be taking care of myself, not being somebody else’s prob-” Your thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. You dragged your feet as you got up and answered. The mutant seahorse smiled as he looked down at you. You couldn’t help but smile back. Mustang just had that effect on you once you were in each other’s presence. Mustang just had a certain warmth in those mascara-clad eyes. “Hi.” said Mustang. “Uh, hey.” you replied. “Can I come in?” asked Mustang. “Oh, right, of course.” you replied, stepping aside. It was only once Mustang stepped inside that you remembered why he was here in the first place, “I mean…” “Hm?” said Mustang, turning to face you. “Uh...it’s just…” you stammered, “Don’t feel obligated to do this.” “Do what?” asked Mustang, “Look after you?” “Y-yeah…” you replied, “I mean, I appreciate it, but you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” “Why not?” asked Mustang, “I’m not going to make physical contact, so I won’t get sick.” You couldn’t help but chuckle. “What is it?” asked Mustang, “Please, can you tell me?” You took a deep breath before speaking. “I just...don’t want to become someone else’s problem. Especially when I can take care of myself.” Mustang just smiled. “What is it?” you asked. “You’re not a problem, (Y/N).” said Mustang, “I like taking care of people. You’ve seen how I love taking care of little ones. And most importantly, I care about you.” You were silent for a moment. “That’s true. Oh, and thank you.” “No need to thank me for caring about you.” said Mustang, “Now, how about you get some rest? The fastest way to get better is if you go to bed and let your body take care of itself.” “Alright.” you smiled with resignation. “Have you had lunch yet?” asked Mustang. “No.” you replied. “You have any chicken noodle soup here?” asked Mustang. “Yeah.” you replied. “Alright, I’m going to cook some for you.” said Mustang, “You go to bed.” “Yes, sir.” you said teasingly. You went to your room, flopped onto your bed, and proceeded to cough quite a bit from the impact. You turned onto your back and stared up into the ceiling. You couldn’t help the nagging feeling in the back of your mind. Did Mustang really want to care for you this bad? He didn’t just feel obligated? You tried to remind yourself about Mustang’s words, that they liked caring for others. Still, it bothered you to let someone else take care of you. A knock on the door pulled you out of your thoughts. “(Y/N)?” said Mustang. “Come in.” you said. Mustang walked in with a tray for breakfast in bed. On the tray was a bowl of chicken soup, a spoon, and a glass of orange juice. “I saw you had an empty glass of orange juice, so I thought I’d get some of that for you, too.” said Mustang. You couldn’t help but smile. “Thanks, Mustang.” “Of course.” replied Mustang as he put the tray over your lap, “If you need anything, don’t hesitate to let me know.” Mustang winked. “I mean it.” Mustang said softly. “Alright.” you said with a smile. “That’s good to hear.” said Mustang, “Alright, I’m gonna clear the kitchen counter.” Mustang got up and walked away. His pink tail was the last thing you saw before Mustang shut the door. You took a sip of orange juice, then a noodle from your soup. Maybe you’d allow this for a day, if for no other reason than to have Mustang around. It wasn’t very long until you began to nod off. You let your eyes droop shut.