I wanna be the very best that no one ever was (dun dun dun dunnn) to catch them is my real test, to train them is cause. Oh what's this you're asking me for a synopsis? Fine... ------------------------- A wish fulfillment fanfic about waifus. -------------------------- Just me making a Fan Fic about my Favourite Waifu's all in one world, mostly school life first, ill decide if i ever wanted to add magic in the story later on (Most probably will not). Honestly i dont really know what im doing I'm just bored so i decided to write, so yeah Bad grammar and Bad story line up ahead so proceed with caution. On another note, don't take this novel seriously, i just wanna be a waifu collector, so i dont want to see you people complaining about the plot, its just a wish fulfillment story so chill out. ------------------------ *All characters are from their own respective shows and creators, i don't own any of them just the self made OC.*
This was supposed to be two chapters but i decided to just add it all in one.
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"...Aww, i lost again."
In a western bar themed room that's filled with wooden chairs and tables at the back and a liquor counter at the front, 4 men are gathered and seated in the chairs near the middle of the room, in their table lies some kind of board game that's similar with the popular board game snakes and ladders, with cards and liquors on the side.
"...Of to the incinerator you go then." the man sighed and placed the eye catching glowing glass like game piece that seems to be shaped like an orb with a stand underneath to a dark and red ominous portal that's crackling in black and malicious lightning, The piece is then devoured by the dark portal where it would never be seen ever again.
"Hahaha, i cant believe you lost again and you were so close!" Exclaimed the other Man next to him, His words triggered him and he started cursing him back, The others however only laughed at him, Enjoying His failure.
"Let me show you losers how its done." with a smirk the old buff and handsome man wearing a formal black toxedo reach out and grabbed another glowing piece from a white box. Putting the piece on the board he then grabbed the dice near him and let it fall to the table, The dice rolled for a while before stopping and ending up with 6 on its front.
"Hahaha good start!" He shouted with enthusiasm as He moved His piece six times till it stopped in a tile with a golden box adorned with question marks on each side. "please dont be instant death, please dont be instant death" the man begged while he reach his hand to pick up a card next to him, he slowly turned his card facing him and sighed in relief at the words written on it.
[Special Physique: Super Human Body]
"Good stuff." He smiled and the card magically vanished and suddenly turned into a stream of golden lights that was absorbed by the game piece below. "Lets keep it going." He then once again throw the dice to the table, He looked at the dice and followed the number with His game piece till it reached another tile with a golden box and question marks on each sides once again. Picking up another card he smiled mockingly at his competitors.
[Special Ability: Photographic Memory]
"Not bad, but im still in the game hehe." the card then once again turned into a stream of golden light that went in to the piece. "Hmmp! Beginners luck." the Man who lost before sneered at him.
[Universe Type: Anime World Mash Up]
"...s-so what you'll lose in your next turn"
He didn't listen to Him and He continued to roll the dice.
[Family Background: Rich Orphan]
"Ha! i can feel it, its the end for you."
[Luck: Above Average]
"...i-i know that this is the last one."
[Love Life: Harem King]
"tch, nice roll but you'll still lose! Bite him snakes!"
[Special Ability: Anti Cuck Aura]
"...i-"
[Special Ability: Handsome Devil]
" oh come on! Whats the use of these snakes?!"
[Unique Ability: I Have Plot Armor Bitches]
"..."
[Special Ability: Weapon Master Potential]
"..."
[Special Ability: Close Quarters Combat Master Potential]
"..."
[Special Ability: Bed Arts Instant Mastery]
"I give up..."
He laughed at Him and rolled the dice one last time ending up in the number 4. "And i win hahaha!" He moved His piece on the board eventually reaching a white floating platform on the end. He placed the piece on the platform then suddenly it was enveloped by a bright white light and not a second later the piece was gone.
The others couldn't help but sigh once again, Their friends luck is just to great he won 15 times in a row now! While they only won atleast 4 times and the last time anyone won is eons ago.
Seeing the look at their faces He smiled then stood up from his seat laughing victoriously He placed His hands upwards and started moving His hips left and right dancing at them Bully Macguire style.
Just another day with the Boys
But what happened to the game piece that vanished? Well will find out soon enough.
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*Bang*
*Bang*
*Bang*
Gun fire shots can be heard across the room, Amidst all those noises a Man in his late 50's heavily injured with gun wounds and knife cuts walked out of the room out of breath and losing consciousness.
"huf, huf, huf." Breathing heavily he forced his way through the quite hallway filled with the dead bodies of his enemies, the floor was soaked in blood of those who stood in his way, the air was filled with the smell of death and gun powder indicating the harsh and intense fight that had transpired.
He finally reached the elevator pressing the bottom button to get down, He then slumped down to the floor finding it harder and harder to get up.
"...well that didn't go well haha..." He was an agent tasked to infiltrate and assasinate the head of a famously known terrorist organisation hell bent on taking over the world by launching nukes on every country then demanding that they surrender or they'll keep on bombing them. It was smooth sailing at first He finished the mission without any compromise and as He was about to leave a rat in their group sold him out, and that's where things started.
"...well at least I've destroyed the launch codes." looking up on the monitor indicating that He's near the first floor He sighed and prepared to get up.
*Ding*
The elevator opened and what lied before Him were the backup of the terrorist group that just arrived. A dozen Men armed with heavy machine guns at their hands ready to rain down at the enemy and a man in a red tuxedo suit smiling at him.
"You know that you're dead right?" A Man in His late 30's looked at the tired and wounded old agent before Him.
"...yeah i know, atleast you guys got back up, haha... i was deserted and left alone." He joked, His will and faith already crumbled long ago when the mission failed but instead of dying a dogs death He fought till the bitter end and slaughtered His way out of every floor using every thing that His got.
"I've got to hand it to you, taking down hundreds of armed Men all by yourself in your age is quite a feat. Not only that i also have to thank you." He smiled and saw the eyes of the confused agent in front of him. "thanks to you I'm in charged of the syndicate now hehe you just made my life easier." He snapped His fingers, ordering one of the Men to come near Him. "throw him out of the elevator."
The grunt nodded and did what He said. Picking the agent by His collar and throwing Him out sending Him flying to the reception area.
The Man in red tuxedo then grabbed a revolver from his waist and walked to the agent who struggled to get back up.
"not bad for your last mission and considering that you even managed to destroy the launch codes shows how extraordinary you are, looks like even old age cant stop you." He then stopped walking once His near Him and clicked the safety pin on his gun, He pointed His gun at the wounded agent.
"but my gun will."
The agent couldn't help but smile. "...cool dialogue don't worry I'll get back at you but first...could you at least let me talk for one last time."
The man in the red tuxedo also smiled back at him. "sure I've got all the time in the world."
"heh...Ross O. Osmenia born in 1995, 1 Sibling your mother and father died in the hands of the police when they robbed a bank long time ago leaving you and your sister alone. You then started to be a criminal one day and here you are now..."
"im suprised you knew my background, but its useless my moles are already in your organisation what do you think was the reason you failed in the first place, but im still pissed of about it." the man named Rosss shot the agent in the knees making him scream and grunt in pain. He then followed it up by a kick in his stomach. Blood came out from his mouth and nose as he looked at the man above him.
"any last words?"
He's weak, tired, hungry, thirsty and out of breath, even if He somehow managed to escape His wounds cant be healed anymore, He knows that this was the end of the road so with a smile on His face He said.
"...hows your sister?"
Ross felt confused at first but then it hit Him, how did He get His information when no one knows them exept for...
"YOU SON OF BITCH!!!"
*Bang*
*Bang*
*Bang*