''WANNABES''{2} - The Insane Supernatural Schism

🌑 Scene 1: Despair vs. Hope

The city lies in ruins — skyscrapers shattered, streets drowned in ash, silence choking the air. Through the wreckage walks Grimm Mortell, the physical embodiment of Despair. His blade drags against the broken pavement, sparks hissing with every step. His presence is suffocating, the world itself bending under his aura.

From the rubble rises a young teen, battered and bleeding — Hope the physical embodiment of Hope. His fists tremble, his body barely holding together, but his spirit refuses to break. He charges forward, swinging a punch at Grimm.

Grimm barely flinches. His hand lashes out, smacking Hope aside like dust. The boy crashes into debris, coughing, his body screaming in pain.

But Hope forces himself up, his voice raw, echoing across the demolished city.

Hope– shouting, defiant "I am the Hope… and I won't let you harm this world! Despair, look at me and listen closely… I am the GOD OF HOPE!!!"

Grimm pauses, his blade still dragging, his hollow eyes narrowing. The clash of despair and hope has begun — a war not just of fists, but of ideals.

🩸 Scene 2: The Death of Pride

The lab is chaos — shadows twisting, steel cracking, the air thick with corruption. Nathan lunges forward, his blade dripping with unlit corruption. He stabs Roarcrest, the lion of pride, and lands a brutal fist across his jaw.

Beside him, Ryan bends reality itself, trapping Roarcrest in a cage of warped dimensions. The beast roars, the sound shaking the walls.

Sae Malrivk steadies his gun, his super eyesight piercing Roarcrest's body. He fires — the bullet tearing into Roarcrest's lungs. The lion staggers, coughing blood, but still stands. Sae walks closer, his face cold, and fires again. This time, the shot pierces Roarcrest's heart. The beast collapses, his roar fading into silence.

Nathan – furious "Sae! You didn't have to kill him!"

Sae – grimly "It was worth it, okay."

Lucifer, exhausted, falls to one knee. His voice trembles, but urgency burns in his tone.

Ryan – "That wasn't just any supernatural… Nathan, Sae… that was the Sin. The Pillar. The Symbol of Pride."

Nathan and Sae freeze, their blood running cold.

Sae – stammering "As in… Hell's Pillar of Pride?"

Ryan – nodding, urgent "Yes."

Nathan's eyes darken, his voice heavy.

Nathan – "The Pillars of Hell… I and Ryan are pillars ourselves."

Sae's memory flickers, his voice trembling.

Sae – "Yes, Nathan… I remember. You told me when we were kids… you are the Pillar of Evil, and Ryan the Pillar of Reality."

His eyes widen with reckless determination.

Sae – "We need to resurrect him now!"

Ryan 's explodes in fury, his voice shaking the lab.

Ryan – "Sae! You killed him! How do you expect to resurrect him immediately?! You're insane!"

Sae – shouting back "Relax! I didn't know, okay!"

Nathan steps between them, his tone sharp but mocking.

Nathan – "Come on, Sae… lions have always been the symbol of pride. You… you're back at smoking again, aren't you?"

Sae freezes awkwardly, his silence betraying guilt. The tension hangs heavy, the death of Pride echoing like a curse.

⚡ Scene 4: Clash with the Thunderbird

The basement shakes as the wounded Thunderbird suddenly surges with power. Its dark-golden lightning streaks through its electrified hair, its eyes blazing with primal fury.

With a roar, the Thunderbird lashes out. Thanatos is hurled across the room, crashing into a pillar. Terrance stumbles, his ribs cracking under a brutal strike. Draven is slammed into the wall, blood spraying. Hypnos collapses, his illusions shattered by the storm's raw force.

The air burns with ozone, the smell of lightning choking the chamber.

Nkumkani, desperate, grabs a wooden stick and pokes the Thunderbird, hoping to distract it. The creature snarls, its fist swinging with devastating force. Nkumkani is punched straight through the wall, debris scattering as he crashes into the next chamber.

For a moment, silence. Then — his body begins to change. His arm liquefies, obsidian flowing like molten stone, reshaping into a jagged weapon. His eyes blaze with defiance.

Nkumkani – growling "Enough!"

He surges forward, his obsidian arm gleaming, and slams a punch into the Thunderbird's chest. The impact echoes like thunder, obsidian meeting lightning in a clash of primal forces. Sparks explode, shadows ripple, and the basement becomes a battlefield of storm and stone.

🐒 Scene 5: The Twin's Duel

The journey winds through misty mountains, where Sun Wukong and his companion Jay tread carefully, their path lit by the fading sun. The air hums with ancient energy, the silence heavy with anticipation.

From the shadows emerges a figure — Macaque, Wukong's twin. His eyes glow an eerie green, his aura dripping with dark magic. His presence is suffocating, a mirror of Wukong twisted by corruption.

Macaque – smirking "Brother… you walk in light, but I am the shadow you cannot escape."

The ground trembles as the twins face each other. Wukong's staff gleams, his stance firm. Macaque's claws drip with dark energy, his grin sharp.

With a roar, they clash. Wukong swings his staff, sparks flying as it collides with Macaque's claws. Jay stumbles back, eyes wide, watching gods in mortal form battle.

Lightning crackles, shadows twist, the mountain itself groans under their blows. Each strike is more than physical — it is a war of destiny, of light against shadow, of twin souls bound by fate yet divided by power.

The duel has begun, and the world holds its breath.

🌌 Scene 6: The Rooftop Hunt

On a lonely rooftop, a boy lies flat, staring at the stars with hollow eyes. His chest rises and falls slowly, weighed down by despair.

From the shadows steps Peter Shotstock, a former military shooter, his boots heavy, his voice gruff. Peter – half-joking "Why so black or blue, kid?"

The boy turns his head, his voice sharp, dismissive. Boy – "None of your business. N.O.Y.B."

Peter frowns, confused. Peter – "I don't know what that means. Damn Gen Zs… so rude."

Before the boy can reply, a piercing scream cuts through the night. The air shimmers unnaturally. From the edges of the rooftop, sleek predators emerge — Glint Walkers.

Their bodies are feline, but their fur is made of fiber-optic needles, refracting light to camouflage them. They flicker in and out of sight, glowing like broken prisms. Their eyes burn with hunger.

The pack lunges. Peter reacts instantly, pulling out his gun. Shots crack through the night, bullets tearing into the predators one by one. Sparks fly as their fiber-optic fur shatters under the impact.

The boy stumbles back, fear gripping him. But then — something awakens inside. His despair surges, twisting into power. His ability manifests: Depression.

A wave of crushing emotional energy radiates from him, slowing the Glint Walkers, weighing them down with invisible grief. Their movements falter, their snarls weaken, their bodies trembling under the suffocating aura.

Peter fires again, finishing the weakened predators. The rooftop falls silent, save for the boy's ragged breathing. His tears mix with power, his despair now a weapon.

🌲 Scene 7: The Whisper of Lia

The realm of Mysteria breathes with strange magic — forests glowing faintly, shadows alive with whispers. Dreadmoore stumbles forward, his memory blurred, the ogre gone. In his arms he carries the lifeless body of Gosiame, his grief heavy, his steps slow.

Through the mist, a small figure appears — a seven-year-old girl with silver hair and luminous eyes. She smiles softly, her aura humming with enchantment.

Lia Moonwhisper.

Her ability is simple yet terrifying: her whispers bend will itself.

She hugs Dreadmoore tightly, her voice gentle. Lia – "Finally… a supernatural like me."

Dreadmoore's voice cracks, confusion spilling out. Dreadmoore – "Are there… any humans here?"

Lia tilts her head, puzzled. Lia – "Hu…mans? No. This is Mysteria — a realm of magic and supernatural beings. What are humans?"

Dreadmoore falters, his mind spinning. He walks toward a pond, gazing at his reflection. His eyes glow, shifting constantly between dread and normalcy.

Dreadmoore – whispering "Is there a way… to bring someone back from the dead?"

Lia nods, her voice calm but firm. Lia – "Yes. Nothing is impossible in Mysteria. But it depends on what you want.

A zombie? Use curses.

Under control? Find a necromancer.

As human again?"

Dreadmoore – desperate "Yes… as human."

Lia's tone darkens. Lia – "If you use magic to bring her back, she will forget you… quickly."

Dreadmoore screams, his anguish echoing through the forest. Dreadmoore – "No! I need Gosiame!"

Lia holds his hand, whispering softly. Lia – "It's okay."

Dreadmoore – shaking his head "It is not going to be okay… I need her."

Lia's eyes glimmer. Lia – "There is one more way. Primenesis. It comes in different forms… it is a supernatural virus. It lies deep in Mysteria's forest, Savuka. But to reach it, you must cross mountains, seas, kingdoms, and villages."

Dreadmoore's fists tighten, his voice resolute. Dreadmoore – "I will take that risk."

Lia nods, her whisper carrying both warning and promise. Lia – "Then be ready. This girl, Gosiame… she will come back as a supernatural."

Dreadmoore – breathing heavily "Sure. I will be ready."

The forest hums, the quest for Primenesis begins.

🧵 Scene 8: Hair and Stone

In a dim warehouse, Larry Longhairs towers over Sebastian, his hair writhing like living whips. Sparks crackle from a taser in his hand as he presses it against Sebastian's ribs.

Larry – snarling "Where do I find it?! Mysteria… WHERE!!!"

Sebastian screams, his voice breaking, then snaps back with sarcasm. Sebastian – "Bro, say it, don't spray it!"

Larry's fury boils. His hair lashes out, whipping Sebastian across the face. Sebastian, desperate, grabs a cutting machine and slices straight through Larry's hair. The strands fall limp, severed. Larry collapses, crying in despair.

Larry – screaming "I will get you, goblin! I will!"

Sebastian bolts into the night, but his escape is short-lived. A gargoyle swoops down, claws gripping him, dragging him into the air before hurling him into a trash heap.

The gargoyle looms, its stone wings spread wide. Gargoyle – "Do you know Mr. Damage… the rogue mutant?"

Sebastian, panicked, spits back insults. Sebastian – "Leave me alone, monkey… or lizard… or whatever!"

The gargoyle snarls, offended, claws raised to strike. But before it can, a teenage boy skates in — Tony Torris. He swings his skateboard with precision, smashing it into the gargoyle's head. The creature collapses, unconscious.

Tony smirks, brushing dust off his board. Tony – "Do goblins scream… or do they screech? I'm left in wonder."

Sebastian tries to puff himself up, acting scary, but Tony sees right through the act.

🧻 Scene 9: The Anti-Hero

The city trembles as a hulking monster rampages through the streets, smashing cars and tearing buildings apart. Panic spreads, people fleeing in terror.

From the rooftops leaps an unlikely figure — the anti-hero known as Super Toilet Paper. His power: tissue manipulation.

With a flick of his hands, rolls of enchanted tissue spiral outward, wrapping around the monster's limbs. The paper tightens, binding, squeezing, until the beast is crushed under the pressure. It collapses, lifeless.

The crowd erupts in cheers. Super Toilet Paper hops from building to building, his cape fluttering like a roll unraveling. He drops his catchphrase with dramatic flair:

Super Toilet Paper – "Whenever shit is near… get toilet paper to wipe it!"

The crowd laughs nervously. He pauses, muttering to himself. Super Toilet Paper – thinking "Shit… that was weird."

Without another word, he vanishes into the night, leaving only the echo of his strange heroism.

🧪 Scene 10: The Assassin Awakens

In a sterile lab, wires hum and machines glow. Dr. Carto Po leans over a paralyzed 18-year-old — Dustin Bound. His ability: telepathy.

Dr. Carto straps a sleek super suit onto Dustin, locking him into a reinforced super wheelchair. A helmet gleams in the light.

Dr. Carto Po – softly "Your father would have been proud, Dustin."

Dustin stares coldly, no words, only silence. He lowers the helmet onto his head. Inside his mind, a darker voice rises.

Dustin (thinking) – maniacal "I kill whoever I want… however I want. Hahaha… I have telepathy. I am a next-level assassin."

The lab trembles with the birth of a new anti-hero — or villain.

⚡ Scene 11: Chaos in the Shops

Meanwhile, Nkumkani, Draven, and Terrance drag the Thunderbird's body into a closet, hiding its storm.

Elsewhere, Thanatos and Hypnos wander into the shops. But chaos brews. Two mutants appear:

Mikah Havok – a chaotic teenager wielding raw chaos energy.

Marrow Rotbone – his best friend, with a withering personality and the ability to decay anything he touches.

Marrow brushes the counter — it decays instantly, crumbling to dust. Mikah laughs, stealing snacks.

Thanatos steps forward, calm but firm. Thanatos – "How much are you going to pay?"

Mikah sneers, trying to scare him. Mikah – "You're not normal."

Thanatos only smiles. Mikah drops the snacks, chaos energy swirling around him. Marrow groans. Marrow – "Oh my god… you're always fighting."

Mikah channels chaos, the air twisting violently. Thanatos's aura shifts — Death Ki forms around him, black energy radiating like a storm.

The shop becomes a battlefield: Chaos vs. Death.

🤖 Scene 12: Tekko's Heart

In an underground tunnel, a boy named Tyler works tirelessly, sparks flying from his tools. Before him stands a towering creation — a super advanced robot: Tekko.

Tyler switches him on. The robot's eyes glow, scanning the world. Tekko – "Where… am I?"

Tyler – smiling through tears "Home."

Tekko looks at him, then hugs him. Tyler breaks down, crying. He remembers the truth — he used his deceased father's heart to give Tekko feelings.

Tekko – "Why are you crying, Master Tyler?"

Tyler wipes his tears, forcing a smile. Tyler – "Because you are more than a robot. You have the ability of robot control."

He gestures to a thousand shut-down robots lining the tunnel. Tyler – "Tekko… become an anti-hero. Help humans. Because the supernatural… is coming and the human race in danger."

Tekko's eyes burn with determination.

🌑 Scene 13: The Black Moon

After the chaos of the Skinwalker incident, Koloy sits at home, his face pale, his hands trembling. He opens his laptop, searching for supernatural events.

The first result burns across the screen: The Black Moon. A celestial event feared across realms — it drives supernaturals berserk, twisting them into dangerous, uncontrollable forms.

Koloy stares at the mark on his hand, glowing faintly under the moonlight. His breath quickens, his heart pounds.

Koloy – screaming "FUCK!"

The Black Moon is coming. And he is marked.

🔮 Scene 14: Magika Kidnapped

In a shadowed chamber, Ryan Claude PK, Sae, and Nathan drag a struggling witch into the room — Magika. Her aura burns with ancient sorcery, her eyes defiant even in chains.

She smirks, her voice dripping with mischief. Magika – "Nathan… you're hot. Sexy, even."

Nathan raises an eyebrow, half amused. Nathan – "Thanks."

Sae shoots him a look, sharp and suspicious. Nathan responds with a punch. Sae kicks back, sparks flying as the two clash.

Ryan Claude PK explodes in frustration, shouting. Ryan – "Heyyy! Stop goofing around, you numb nuts! You ball sacks! Damn monkeys!"

Nathan smirks, then smacks Ryan on the head. The chamber echoes with chaos — witch, pillar, and assassin bickering like brothers, even as danger looms.

⚔️ Scene 15: Hollow Regret

The road stretches endlessly, dust swirling in the wind. Damon walks alone, his shoulders heavy with regret. His footsteps echo like guilt itself.

From the shadows steps his arch-nemesis — Law Ordelae. His aura is sharp, rigid, suffocating. His ability: Law Manipulation.

Law Ordelae – mocking "Still wandering, Damon? Still drowning in your failures? You're nothing but a broken rule."

Damon's fists clench, his sorrow twisting into rage. His body begins to distort, his skin cracking, his soul unraveling. He transforms into a Hollow — a monstrous shell of himself, eyes glowing with emptiness.

The ground trembles as they clash. Law Ordelae raises his hand, invisible statutes binding Damon's movements. Chains of law wrap around him, forcing obedience.

Law Ordelae – "You cannot break me. I am the law itself."

Damon roars, his Hollow form tearing through the bindings. His claws slash, his voice echoing with fury. The battle rages across the road — law versus hollow chaos. Each strike is more than physical; it is ideology against despair.

Law Ordelae summons decrees that bend reality, forcing Damon to stumble. Damon retaliates with Hollow shrieks, shattering the laws themselves. The clash becomes a storm of order and emptiness, neither yielding.

🩸 Scene 16: Healing Awakens

In a dim alley, Sherlock collapses, blood pouring from his chest. His breath is shallow, his eyes fading.

John falls to his knees, screaming. John – "Nooooo! No, no, please don't die on me, buddy! Please!"

Tears stream down his face. He shakes Sherlock desperately, his cries echoing. In his grief, something stirs within him. His body glows faintly, light radiating from his hands.

Sherlock, half-conscious, squints. Sherlock – weakly joking "John… you're glowing. Did you swallow a lightbulb?"

John sobs, laughing through tears. John – "Shut up, you idiot. I'm trying to save you!"

The light intensifies, wrapping around Sherlock's wounds. Blood slows, flesh mends, breath steadies. John's ability awakens: Healing.

Sherlock groans, sitting up slowly. Sherlock – "Well… that's convenient. You cry, I live. Maybe I should get stabbed more often."

John punches his shoulder, still crying. John – "Don't you dare joke about that! I thought I lost you!"

Sherlock smirks, his wit intact even in near-death. Sherlock – "You can't lose me, John. I'm too clever to die."

The alley fills with laughter and relief. John's healing light fades, but his bond with Sherlock shines brighter than ever.

⚔️ Scene 15: Hollow Regret

The road stretches endlessly, dust swirling in the wind. Damon walks alone, his head bowed, his heart heavy with regret. Every step feels like a punishment, every breath a reminder of his failures.

From the shadows, a voice cuts through the silence. Law Ordelae – mocking "Still wandering, Damon? Still drowning in your own guilt? You're nothing but a broken rule, a mistake written in blood."

Damon's fists clench, his sorrow twisting into rage. His body begins to distort, his skin cracking, his soul unraveling. His eyes hollow out, his voice becomes a growl. He transforms into a Hollow — a monstrous shell of himself, glowing with emptiness.

The ground trembles as they clash. Law Ordelae raises his hand, invisible statutes binding Damon's movements. Chains of law wrap around him, forcing obedience.

Law Ordelae – "You cannot break me. I am the law itself. You are chaos. You are nothing."

The road itself cracks under their battle, the sky darkening as law and hollow rage collide.