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[[Category:Power Rangers Months Fury episodes]]

Fury of the Months is the first episode of Power Rangers Months Fury. Due to this episode being the season premiere, it was a one-hour special.

Plot[]

Snow Prince is under constant pressure to be perfect, making him return to the crystal. Bloom has suffered so much abuse in her past. The natives of a planet are living in a certain "utopia" that's making them miserable. Shark Fire is following his instincts, just like everyone on his planet until everything he knows will alter. Taranee is trapped in what seems like an infinite darkness. These lives have suffered great isolation, abuse, torment, pain, and punishment.

Synopsis[]

Frost[]

Prince of Shards Crown

The Prince of Shards' Crown

The Prince of Shards gently placed the crown on his head. It was gorgeous. It was covered with brilliant jewels. Three magnificent crystals were centered in the crown, the queen's personal touch. She had begged the king to put it there, and he had reluctantly agreed. Red. Yellow. Blue. Beautiful colors. Those ones were her favorite. Blue. That was the one he liked. It was mellow. Calm. Peaceful. There was a pink diamond encrusted in there from his great-grandfather Pinay Mo XI. The red one came from his grandfather. It was crudely cut, and horribly positioned. There was a pink jewel embedded over them and a red crystal on the top. He looked at the crown and looked at himself. It seemed so out of place. He wasn't sure if it was just the crown itsef or him not feeling like he fit the position. He supposed he looked regal. He had charming red eyes. His face seemed as if it was sculpted. He was absolutely gorgeous. However, he was a mess.

He hadn't been let out of his room in two days. It was a pre-ceremony ritual to help the monarch-to-be to purify the soul and find some clarity. All it had done was make him nervous. Then again, he was always nervous.

He wanted to be let out of this room. He didn't want to go to the ceremony, and he didn't want anybody to see him like this. Could somebody just help him?

The ceremony was an event that chose the new monarch. The prince would stand in front of the Diamond Icicle, and, if he was the best person to rule, the Diamond Icicle would fly into his hands and glow. It was the planet's guardian. All of his ancestors had been chosen to rule. Would he be accepted? Or would he be the first to dishonor his familyā€™s legacy? Thoughts were racing throughout his head. He started to feel short of breath. He felt nauseous and suffocated. He was terrified of what would happen. He needed to calm down.

He sat in front of his vanity. He focused on his nails.

He heard a knock on the door. Darn.

He frantically tried to freeze his cut as he directed, "Come in." He saw the queen enter his room. She looked stunning. Her outfit was simple but majestic: a dress with a sleeveless white bodice and a black skirt, ornated with golden charms.

He greeted, "Welcome Your Majesty. What are you doing here?"

She told him, ā€œStraighten your posture. Are you nervous?ā€ He gulped, making her laugh.

ā€œDonā€™t be so nervous. Just stay calm.ā€ Of course she said that. She had no idea the extent of what he felt.

She sat on his bed. It was a large cube of ice. It was far from comfortable, but his father told him it improved his posture. She gestured him to sit next to her.

She explained, "I wanted to ensure that you were ready for this ceremony."

ā€œWell, of course I am.ā€

ā€œGood. Then, we have nothing to worry about.ā€ He tried to remove his face blank from expression but couldnā€™t hide his anxiety. The queen noticed and softened her expression.

ā€œYouā€™ll make an excellent ruler. I hope you know that youā€™ve made outstanding progress. I know I donā€™t tell you often, but Iā€™m proud of you.ā€ Small beads of ice formed around the queenā€™s eyes.

She remarked, ā€œOh my diamond! Iā€™m becoming a Winnter Crybaby.ā€ They laughed at that. They were cut off by a servant coming in, announcing that it was time to go into their places. The queen went her own way while the prince quickly followed the servant through the castle to the royal ballroom. He went up the stairs to the balcony. He was not to be seen by anyone until after the coronation, so he hid behind the curtains to the balcony. It was a magnificent room. It had a large crystal chandelier. It was stunning. It reflected light off of every angle. The floor was made of a clear ice. There were a vast amount of seats. It was a spectacle to see. Many nobles had already come. Before he knew it, the king and the queen were already giving a speech. He was so racked by anxiety that he didn't hear a single word of it. He was overwhelmed by thinking of all the negative outcomes of the coronation. What if the Diamond Icicle didn't choose him? What if the people didn't accept him?

Suddenly, he heard the king and queen announced, "And now, with great honor, we present the new ruler of Frost." He got up from his chair and walked through the curtains, each step making him more and more nervous. However, as soon as he saw the crowd of nobles, his fears simply melted away. It was a strange but magnificent The crown was put on a pillow, right next to the Diamond Icicle. The king put the crown on the prince's head. He felt pure ecstasy. All of the stress, tears, and anticipation was all worth it for this moment. The feeling of satisfaction and joy. The sounds of cheering and clapping. The vision of the queen and king tearing up out of pride. He didn't think he could be any happier. He thought nothing could ruin this moment. Then, he heard a boom.

Heart[]

Black. Black. It was all black, and it was great. It was comforting and tight. She loved it so much. Black was absolutely wonderful. She heard something shatter. The black threatened to disappear. No. Stay. Please.

Bloom opened her dreary eyes. It was still dark out. She got out of bed, nonetheless. Even though it wasn't pure black, it was still gorgeous outside. It was a new day, filled with hope and excitement. Her mind filled with expectations for a perfect and memorable day. She was so happy. She looked around her room for her brush. Her room was small but cozy. The walls were a dull brown color. Her bed was small with tattered blankets. She found the brush under her bed. She kept it there to hide it from her parents. She didn't want them to use it. She went to the mirror and brushed her beautiful red hair. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. She looked radiant. Her eyes twinkled. She puckered her soft red lips in front of the mirror and fluttered her beautiful wings. Her skin seemed like it was glowing now that the bruises healed. She was absolutely stunning. She smiled with the utmost joy. She was perfect. Her day was perfect. Life was just perfect.

She heard something shatter again. Curiously, she opened her door slightly and saw her mother. She had been out again. She was wearing a short revealing red dress with some pearls. Her mascara was streaking down her cheek. Her lipstick was smudged, probably because she kissed a random fairy again. Bloom hoped she had fun with that. Her short blonde hair was frizzy and disheveled. Her grey wings were twitching. The thing that had shattered was a bottle of elixir. She was out drinking again. She got a broom and started sweeping the shards.

The door to her father's bedroom opened. He looked exhausted. His grey wings were drooping. He was wearing a pink robe, but it wasn't tied, revealing his Faicen. All Mindless had one. His was large and green with protruding orange veins. His had four parts, conjoined toegether. His broad shoulders were hunched. His eyes were barely open, and his thick black hair was frizzy and tangled. Mindless simply weren't ready to handle anything in the morning. Or night. Or anytime for that matter.

"Alco, what happened?"

She screamed at him, "I was out drinking again Cru! Do you have a problem with that?!"

"Please lower your voice Alco. I was trying to sleep."

"Of course you were. That's why your Faicen is out since you don't have the brains to cover it up! Damnit Cru have some decency, for fawn's sake!"

"Please. Just go back to bed. I'm very tired, and I can't deal with this right now."

"Don't tell me what to do Cru!" She flew to the cove, in her state. It was a large building, which stood out from the short and stout houses in her town. It was made of a black glassy stone. The building had three floors with several rooms. The cove was used to teach the young fairies on a variety of subjects, such as Alchemy, Chanting, and Zixilian. Coves became widespread on Heart after the Fourth War of Misin. The coves were meant to educate the citizens of Heart, in order to prevent aggression. They didnā€™t help too much, though. Mindless and Followers chose to mingle with their own race and reject the other. The teachers didn't help either. They discriminated against the other race. Some students were even victim to the teachers changing their scores. Bloom entered the cove, crying. It felt like she was drowning in sorrow. However, it wasn't unusual to see a Follower be sad, so no one talked to her about it. She flew to Intergalactic in that state. Suddenly, she bumped into a Mindless. He simply looked at her with a look of disgust.

He shouted, "Watch it!" Then, he blasted a beam of energy at her. The other Mindless didn't care. The Followers thought it was funny, and, soon, they could barely contain their laughter. They continued to sadistically laugh at the pitiful sight. She knew they couldn't control it either. Followers had a hard time controlling laughter. Still, Bloom became overcome with feelings of shame. She began crying even more. Some of the Followers thought they saw Bloom's eyes and hands turn a bright shade of pink. It was similar to a Mindless, but everyone dismissed it. She seemed to glow everyday. Bloom didn't think the day could get any worse. The bell rang, and she went to class, hoping the day would get better.

Once all the students settled in Intergalactic Education, Bloom's teacher gave back their recent quizzes. She was shocked to see that she had failed. Tears began welling up. This was the third time. She blanked out the rest of class. She only remembered hearing her teacher talking about how an interplanetary rocket went into orbit today for a meeting with Pox, another planet. She was too busy with this failure. She tried studying for the test, but it didn't click. She might've expected a low grade but not a failure. She didn't want to have another failure. She didn't want to add onto her nearly endless list of shortcomings. Most importantly, she didn't want to be reminded that she was a failure.

Near the end of class, Bloom couldn't hold it all in. She started crying again, disrupting the class. Her teacher sighed. She had done this so many times. At first, he was worried. He just assumed she was sensitive and tried to be easy on her. He was also an emotional Follower. Now, it was too much. Vexation overcame him. He was reminded of every time she had done this. He had done everything in his power, but she was just so ungrateful! He didn't want to hear her whine again.

He yelled, "Bloom! Principal's office. Now!" Some of the other classmates snickered, while others rolled their eyes with apathy. Bloom flew out of the room in shame. Why did he have to yell at her? Why couldn't he just understand? She reminded herself that she wasn't worth the understanding. She dried her eyes and flew to the principal's office. She entered the musty room. It had lavender walls. The office was cluttered with chairs and cabinets. The biggest thing was the principal's desk. It was wide and made of a smooth wood. He was sitting at his desk, filling out a paper. He was wearing a blue suit, with a red tie. He was bald, with brown tufts of hair. He had small brown eyes. His wings were black. When he saw her, he rolled his eyes and stated, "Sit down. What did you do this time?"

Her voice quivering, she muttered, "I-I cr-ried in class."

He snickered, "So nothing out of the usual, then?" She clenched her fist. Rage overcame her now. She didn't need to be reminded of how much a burden she was.

He continued, "Bloom, I know you're a Follower. Your emotions are extreme. But you need to get over it."

She interrupted, "But sir-"

She was cut off by him asking, "Do you see any other Follower crying hysterically nearly every day? No? That's right. You're becoming quite a handful. I just need to you to snap out of it. Be happy. Stop being so sad."

She stood up and yelled, "What do you know about me?! You're a Mindless!" She spit that out with emphasis. His eyes glowed and his black wings fluttered aggressively. His eyes glowed a white color.

He shouted, "I suggest you sit down, now!" She didn't care. She kept standing, in a small act of defiance.

His wings fluttered faster, while he suggested, "Sit. Down. Bloom." She was hurt. She was angry. She was upset. This kept happening, and she couldn't control it. Did the Mindless think that Followers liked the overwhelming emotion? Did they assume that Followers had no problems just because they werenā€™t guardians? She wanted help. She needed help. Why wouldn't anyone help her?

He told her, ā€œThis is the last time Iā€™ll say this. Sit dow-ā€œ She punched him. It was a strong blow, although he didn't show that it hurt. She was surprisingly strong for a Follower. However, he retaliated with a blast of energy from his hands, flinging Bloom across the room.

He yelled, "You are suspended until tomorrow. Go home! I will be calling your parents about this." Bloom's eyes widened in fear.

She let herself became immersed in the black. Black. Black. It was all black, and it was great. It was comforting and tight. She loved it so much. Black was absolutely wonderful. She heard something shatter. The black threatened to disappear. No. Stay. Please.

After a while, Bloom opened her eyes. It was still dark out. She got out of bed, nonetheless. It was a new day, filled with hope and excitement. Her mind filled with expectations for a perfect and memorable day. She was so happy. Then, she heard a crash.

The Planet of Trees[]

Was anything going to happen today? No. It was the Planet of Trees, a utopia. All of the Planet of Plants were utopias. There was no anarchy in these planets. No negative feelings, no overwhelming strife, and no horrifying injustice. There was nothing to worry about on these planets. No chaos. Why were they miserable then? They wanted to feel something, anything. They didn't know what, but they wanted to get out of this misery. They didn't have any anarchy in their life. No worries. No trouble. There was simply calm. Serenity was something they despised. Other things were comfort, rest, and black. There was nothing to see except black. Of course there was the occasional rustle or the snap of a branch, but there was nothing else, but black. Every one of them hated the black. If they could, they'd try and escape it, but they were connected to the planet. If they could just leave and see what was on the outside. The oustide. A glorious place they didn't know but comprehended, nonetheless. It was guarded by the barrier, though. The barrier was a strong defense from the oustide. Nothing could get in, could it? If it did, it'd be new. It would be from the outside. Something that wasn't black. Gentle, miserable black.

Animalia[]

Shark Fire was like all the residents of Animalia: peaceful, gentle, caring. So at peace. He felt no bitterness or hate. He and others shared unity and harmony.

Shark Fire was on Tinge. He was isolated and had just finished his time, thinking. His black surroundings helped him with that. It was soothing and peaceful and let him think. His eyes, mouth, and veins glowed a bright shade of green. It was his personal way of knowing that he needed to move on to the next stage. He swam to the surface. The chilling water surrounded him, and Shark Fire was ready to leave the black and go to the light. He was ready to go to Solum, the next stage. Then, he heard a scream.

Dark[]

She was squirming uncomfortably. It had been so many years since she'd been free. She had suffered so much. Ever since she attempted to capture the Planet of Roses, she had been here. in this miserable black. It was just another planet. Just another mission. Just another task. So why must she hurt so much? Why this punishment? Why such cruelty? It had been just black. Cold, terrifying black for so long. At first, she screamed. She shouted. Now, she just squirmed. She tried to use her fire to light the way, but it wasn't working. It was too cold to work. Too cold and too black. It was dreadful. She couldn't remember the last time she had seen someone's face. She couldn't remember the last time she had seen her own face. She had been here for so long, she couldn't remember simple things like laughter or tears. She thought she would be there until she died. She had lost all hope. Then, she heard a pop.

Assassination[]

The explosion blew through the icy walls. Screams shot out throughout the room. Large and heavy pieces of glimmering blue debris had fallen on top of some of the nobles, crushing their bodies. Sickening snaps echoed. Some of the ice flew like crystals, stabbing other nobles. Some were fortunate to have it through their bones, but most were pierced through the chest or the head. The princes saw a few that were dying on the spot. Struggling for help, a few of them screamed but fell into a hushed state. There were a few organs, both dismembered and attached, spread out across the floor. Dark blue cartilege spilled out across the pastel blue floor. It was a nauseating sight. Nobles screamed and tried to escape. Cries for help echoed throughout the room. Everyone was panicking, and the prince saw horrifying things. Parents started abandoning their children. People were pushed to the ground and stepped on. People started crowding around the main entrance, but someone had locked it. The king and the queen instinctively stood in front of the prince. The king's wings opened wide, shielding him.

The queen whispered, "Run and get out of here. Hide if you have to."

The prince tried to interrupt, but the queen and the king demanded, "Now!"

"Please. What's happening? Please. What's-"

"Now!" He ran behind the curtains and down the stairs. As soon as he reached the corridors, he heard another explosion from upstairs. The prince collapsed. His body was starting to feel numb. His mouth was oozing something acidic. He had studied this in his emergencies unit with his tutor. The term was called frozen. It was a shut-down mechanism for citizens that could control ice. Something about preserving precious organs through internal freezing.

The prince was overwhelmed. He didn't want to believe the situation was real. It couldn't be. This was like a blackmare. It would all be over soon.

He heard a footstep nearby. Another one, louder.

"So, this is the anticipated prince, isn't it?" The voice was silky but demanding. Who was there? He tried to scream, but nothing came out.

He heard more footsteps until he saw someone come into view. She had large curly blue hair that almost seemed to glow. Her skin was a pale purple. Her eyes were a flashing swarm of blue. A gorgeous entrancing blue. Her lips were large and a glittering black. She was gorgeous but terrifying. She smiled at him and then sat on him. She started to rub his face. He wanted to run far away from her. She inhaled a large breath and exhaled a flurry of bright blue sparks at him. They were stunning. They fell on him in delicate parts. However, the sensation was painful.The heat was something he had never experienced before. It was unlike the cool throbbing pain of his cutting. It was stinging and he could feel the pain. That wasn't supposed to happen. He was frozen. It couldn't happen. He screamed in agony. He couldn't feel his body. How did she do that?

She smiled and reassured, "Don't worry princey. It'll all be over." The pain became more intense. The room became darker. Darker. Darker. All that he could see was blue sparks and blue hair. The blue started to fade. Darker. Darker. The pain started to numb. He felt trapped and wanted to panic, but all he could feel was a state of complacency. Darker. Darker. The blue became barely visible. The feeling of pain was gone, and it faded into a sense of black impending doom.

Invasion[]

The crash was extremely loud. Bloom looked outside her window. She saw a cloud of smoke, shaped like a mushroom far away. In an instant, Bloom started screaming and crying. Those explosions were signaled for war on Heart. She immediately got out of her room.

She yelled, "Mom! Dad! Wake up! A warā€™s going on! We have to leave!ā€ They didn't respond. She found the TV on. That was strange. There was a news report on the crash. The reporter was frantically talking. She explained the crash was a rocket. Bloom remembered her teacher talking a little about it yesterday in Intergalactic. It crashed because something had shot it. She was yelling at the television, commanding all Mindless to help. Bloom started screaming for her mom and her dad. She checked the entire house, looking for them. They were nowhere to be found. She was looking in their room when she found her mom's makeup and her dad's clothes scattered. Things were flung across the room. Thatā€™s why the TV was on. They didnā€™t want her. They were in a rush to pack up what they needed. They didnā€™t love her. They were in a rush to escape. They wanted her to die. They saw the report and wanted to flee. They wanted to get rid of her for good. They only took their valued professions. They didnā€™t think she was one of them.

A sudden bang awoke her from he trance. She looked outside the room to see a strange creature. It had a cannon, and it was directed at her. She screamed and tried to fly away.

A robotic voice exclaimed, "You're coming with us." The cannon shot at her, knocking her across the room, making her unconscious.

Escape[]

When they first heard the crack, the trees were stunned. They had never heard the sound before. It was a sharp and shrill noise. The sound boomed, but it only lasted a short time. It was different from the occasional bristle of branches and leaves. It was different from the grunt that few heard now and then. It was different from what they heard before. It was different. The sound was bewildering, and they loved it.

The crack was accompanied by a new sight. The barrier that had "protected" them had broken. There was a small tear in it. The trees directly under it could see something they had never seen before. Something extraordinary. Even if it was small, they could see beyond the barrier. There was an abundance of new colors. There were little specks in them that seemed to shimmer and glow.

The few trees that could see wanted to share the experience with the others, but they didn't know how to. All the trees were synchronized in harmony. They all wanted the same thing. They didn't know what it was. They wanted-no, needed to break free from the confining barrier. They wanted to escape! They would do anything to be free of this eternal prison.

Great light encased every single one of them. There was a brief searing pain and then a state of rest.

The Battle for Animalia[]

Screams were rare on Animalia. They usually happened when a citizen accidentally stayed in one section too long. Shark Fire's concentration was disturbed. He tried to focus on going to Solum. Another scream. This one was much more piercing. Shark Fire couldn't channel his thoughts. What happened? Why were there not one but two screams? Is someone in trouble? Shark Fire knew that he had to go on to Solum. Should he jeopardize the cycle and his instinct because someone might be in trouble? What was he to do? He heard another scream. He couldn't let that go. He tried to go on, but something wouldn't let him. He swam as fast as he could to the surface. It was as if some instict had carried him up. He tried resisting, but he couldn't help himself. When Shark Fire arrived at the surface of Tinge, he saw something extraordinary. Magnificent. Remarkable. He could see the planet's guardians in their physical forms. He was overcome by awe. They were all so extraordinary.

Shark Fire was within Tinge, so his view was distorted. From where he had surfaced, he was in Tinge's neck. It was split into four different color pools. From an upward point of view, he could see Tinge's hair. It was a dark swirling abyss. Looking down, however, was much more magnificent. Tinge had a vast region of dark seas located on his body. Large pillars of bright blue tentacles were swirling in magnificent patterns. His tail was sparkling and shifting based on the reflection of light. He was stunning. 

Solum was glittering. She had a small body, not much larger than Shark Fire. Her face was void of features besides bright eyes. Her hair was incredibly dark that had slight waves to them.She had gigantic wings. They were shining bright and translucent at the ends. She was wearing a dress with a string skirt and translucent sleeves. The bodice was a dark gradient. She was brilliant.

Tillis was massive. Ze had extremely large muscles. Ze had a thin layer of mist swirling around zir entire body. ZIr body was shiny with faded white rings contrasting against zir muted green body. Ze was unbelievable. 

Sona was bright. Her wings and her body were magnificent and emitted large flames. Her face was the color of charcoal. Her eyes flickered with shades of orange. She was spectacular.

Rose was stunning and absolutely gorgeous. She was wearing a lovely dress. It had a green bodice with a large skirt made of gorgeous white rose petals. She was wearing a gorgeous headpiece made of colorful petals. She was carrying a long green staff with thorns all over. She was magnificent. 

They were all looking at the distance, except for Rose. She stared at the center of the planet of Animalia with great disdain.  

She asked, "What are we going to do?" Her voice was silky and soft yet demanding. "Any moment she's going to come out, and she may be weak, but the girl's smart. She's a general, for coneflower's sake." 

Tillis asked, "Can we do anything to help the poor fairy? She's screaming, and she's been trapped for so long. I can't imagine the misery she must have gone through." 

Tinge answered, "Absolutely not. You forget that only citizens of Animalia can go through the cycle. This planet isn't a galactic interaction. This is a secluded place for those lucky enough to be in this place." 

Solum argued, "But they'll all die soon. There is no way we can survive the Solstice Stoppers, especially not with this one coming out."

Rose looked at the four guardians and sighed.

She asked, "Do you all know what to do?"

Rose's eyes glowed and a purple fairy came out. She was incredibly gorgeous. She was unlike anything Shark Fire had seen before. She had dark pale skin. She was wearing a purple and black sleek outfit. She had dark jagged wings. She looked like she was in deep pain.

Tillis stated, "Look at the poor thing."

The fairy let out a shrill scream, and her long hair combusted into orannge flames.

She yelled, "Someone help me! Please! Someone save me!"

Rose solemnly stated, "I'm sorry." She took out her staff of thorns.

The fairy yelled, "Do it! Kill me! Save me from this eternal agony!"

Rose slammed her staff down on the ground. It caused a large omnidirectional wave to go out, making the entire planet rumble. More citizens started to come out, wondering what was going on and had the same reaction Shark Fire had.

She yelled, "I can't do it!"

Sona snapped, "Rose! Get it together! This is not about you. This girl will be the death of all of us, so just do it or we will!"

Suddenly, Shark Fire saw a large ball of blinding light come from nowhere, followed by an explosion. Shark Fire looked up to see a small armada of flying objects. They were large with strange pieces of machinery attached to them.

Tinge warned, "They're here!"

TiIllis commanded, "It's too late to deal with the girl. Guardians, defend this planet at any cost."

Sona and Solum flew into the sky. Solum clasped her hands and a large ball of light appeared that she shot at them. Tillis hands glowed and mist surrounded Tinge's body, flying him up in the air. His hands extended to try and grab the armada. With growing fear, the residents realized what was happening. They were witnessing conflict on Animalia.

Again[]

She could barely move. She had little control over her body. Every muscle in her body was aching and dull. She couldn't even see that well. Too bright. She could only hear that stupid rose's voice. She was the reason she was in that bubble. The rose wanted to kill her, and she would've gladly accepted. However, that stupid flower didn't have the guts to do it. Pathetic.

She heard explosions and screams: the sweet sound of war. She squinted her eyes to see the five guardians of this horrible planet trying to defend it. How cute. She tried to see who it was they were fighting. Maybe another armada had come to rescue her. Maybe. Hopefully. Please.

 Her body was exhausted. She still tried to see what was happening, but she was returning to that horrible darkness. She wanted to fight against it, but it was coming. Soon, she was in the black again. Miserable horrible black.

Blue[]

The prince woke up exhausted. His entire body was sore from the sparks. It was strenuous to move anything. He wanted to go back to rest, but he willed his eyes open. The prince was still in the black. He didn't like that he couldn't see anything. It worried him. His eyes darted across the room, trying to find something. Anything that wasn't part of the black. Anything.

He heard a loud screech nearby and begin to panic. He began to see bright blue curls contrasting against the black. They were beautiful, but it hurt to look at them too long. They started to flash, and he shut his eyes down immediately.

In a sweet voice, a silky voice asked, ā€œHowā€™d you rest?" The prince tried to whimper, but his throat hurt.

"Aww poor princey. I know you've been through a lot today, haven't you?" With great difficulty, he opened his eyes and looked at her. The woman was there. She was intimidating, but she looked sincerely apologetic. What happened? What did she do?

He heard a loud roaring sound. The floor began to shake.

The woman screamed, "Spinst!" What was happening?

"The ship is crashing, ma'am!" a voice, presumably a guard, yelled.

She quickly stood up and asked, "What caused it?"

"Heart. Massive debris and volatile magic. We need to get out of here." All traces of emotions flushed out of the woman's face. The prince felt a sudden wave of exhaustion come over him.

"There's not too much fuel. I was planning on raiding one of the nearby planets."

"Doesn't matter. We need to leave." Where?

The woman asked, "What about the prince?"

"What's wrong with you? He's worthless to us." The prince forced his eyes to stay open, but he needed to rest. He managed to see the woman look at him curiously.

"I have an idea." He was so tired. She walked towards him. It would be so easy to close his eyes. Just for a second.

She held the chains with her hand and melted them off. His arms immediately dropped to the floor. So easy to just rest for a second. His eyes became heavier.

All he remembered next was seeing the woman exhale her gorgeous blue sparks at the wall. Then, all was black.

Pink[]

All she could see was a black. Continuous black. She rather liked the black. It was quite comfortable. It hugged her tightly, refusing to let her go. It loved her. She loved it.

A robotic voice demanded, ā€œGet up you good for nothing little troll!ā€ The voice forced her a her fellow citizens in gags and ties. The soldiers were trying to shut them up. Some of them slashed. Others killed. She kept quiet, even though it took her all her strength not to scream and kick and cry. Her eyes grew pink, and she couldn't help but let her tears out.

A creature appeared above her. It had large crimson wings and a black and purple dress covered with eyes. Her hair was short and gorgeous. She had large red and silver lips. There was this cold and evil yet stunning beauty to her.

She was somehow multiplying herself. Purple balls exited her eyes and formed new versions of the same creature. Disgusting.

The figures floated in the air, looking at everyone with sickly sweet smiles.

They boomed, ā€œHush!ā€ The screaming and crying silenced at once. They were incredibly intimidating.

ā€œNow, I know you all must be wondering whatā€™s happening. Your world is being destroyed by yours truly. Why? This planet has done nothing but destroy. All citizens here are born to kill each other in some way. I simply cannot have this in the universe I live in. Cyclobots, commmence." The creatures immediately started killing any fairy they could see. One of them held its sword against Bloom's neck to see her struggle. Bloom started screaming. Her shrills became louder. An overwhelming wave of emotions hit her, much stronger than anything she had ever felt before. All the pain and the suffering she had to go was clawing at her to deal with them. She wanted to escape, but it was too much to deal with.

She cried, "Please! Don't!" Tears flowed down her face. As the blade was about to come near her neck, Bloom saw her tears turn a bright pink. Bright continuous pink. It was a little overwhelming. All her sense were muted, She could only see pink. It kept flashing and withering. She felt herself immersed in the pink. After some time, it started to fade and dwindle away. Bloom closed her eyes to feel calm and satisfied. Emotionless. It was a strange yet pleasant feeling. She felt relieved of something heavy. When she opened them, that feeling of tranquility persisted. However, she saw Heart, but it was desolate, void of anything. She tried to feel a Follower or a Mindless, but she couldn't. There was no one there. She was alone. A sense of sadness creeped in. It became stronger and stronger until she was overwhelmed by it. She sank to the ground. Tears started flowing out of her again. What happened to her home? Was it destroyed? By the terrorists? How did she survive if someone almost killed her? Most importantly, what now?

Brown[]

The trees woke up and felt strange. They could still feel the sensations, only they were stronger and more intense. They were in a dark brown space. It was different than what they knew, but the trees found it incredibly fascinating. Usually, they only saw a dim and soft black, but this one was harsher yet mellow. It was gorgeous.

After getting used to the sight, they saw other colors. First, purple. It was incredibly dim and then became black. It slowly started to gain its glow. The glow was entrancing. They couldn't help but stare at it.

Then, they saw a little blue. It gave them chills but also felt much better than the purple. They loved the feeing it gave them.

They saw pink and green come together. Pink was was intense and passionate. It made them feel excited. Green was the brightest of them all. It gave them strength.

Blue.

Pink.

Brown.

Green.

Purple.

It was beautiful. It was absolutely beautiful.

Green[]

Shark Fire was swimming down as fast as he could. His instinct was pushing him deeper and deeper. He could feel the other citizens doing the same. The best thing to do was to float in the center of Tinge, near his heart. There, they could become much more in sync with Tinge. The waters became darker, a good sign. Shark Fire was doing his best to keep safe.

Something grabbed him forcefully, clenching his ribs hard. It was jetting him out of the water.

"Spinst!" he screamed.

They finally jumped out of the surface. He was coughing out water frantically. Shark Fire tried to fly away as he opened his large black wings, but the grasp was incredibly strong.

A strange voice asked, "Where do you think you're going, you Nima?!" Nima? What did that mean? A stinging sensation intensified as the grasp tightened. They were flying out of the atmosphere and into the chaos of the battle.

All the guardians look defeated. Sona was surrounded by an armada. Tinge had been forcefully knocked back to the planet. Solum was running out of energy. Tillis was draining himself to keep up the mist. On the other hand, Rose was fighting relentlessly. She was doing her best to destroy everything in her path. Several ships were crashing on the planet.

He felt his lungs burning. He desperately tried to inhale, but he was suffocating. His tail and wings had already gone numb. Everything started to become a blur. The pain intensified. He tried to think about what he did on Sona by concentrating and breathing. However, this was much worse than Sona. It was relentless and merciless.

As he was desperately trying to breathe, he felt himself lose feeling. He wasn't getting enough water or air. The pain was controlling him. He lost hope and closed his eyes. He had failed.

Then, the grasp released. All sound became nonexistent. He stopped moving completely that soothed him. IT was chilling but nice. The sharp pain became a mellow sensation. He opened his eyes to see a beautiful green.

Purple[]

Energy. Power. It consumed her. She felt strong and fierce.

She opened her eyes to see herself floating. She was levitating, her body limp. She was surrounded by a white glow. She didn't have control over the power. She tried to resist against it, but it was too strong.

There was a large armada with technology she couldn't understand. Massive ships with all sorts of beautiful weaponry. The thought of everything that it had done satisfied her. All those lives lost. All those smiles gone. All those people dead. Oh yes.

But why were they here? Why were so many here? Tribute? Were they here to rescue her? Was that what the white glow from?

The white grew larger until she was encased by it. It was uncomfortable, and Taranee didn't like it.

"Ready!" boomed the rose. Her eyes widened in anger. She knew why they were here. They were here to conquer. They weren't here for her. They didn't even care she was here. They wanted power. Control. Supplies. They were going to leave her in the black forever, weren't they?

"Aim!" She was an object to them. She thought they cared. She worked hard for them. She made progress for them. She sacrificed for them. They were all she had known, and all that she was passionate about. Everything else was nothing compared to them, and they had used her as an object. They were all she had, and they were gone. But there was one thing she had kept. One other she held on to, just in case, one day, the black disappeared. One thing. One day. One thing. Today. One thing. Now. One thing.

"Fire!" she yelled. White turned into a purple as she flew away from the ships. She could've gone faster, but she was weak. It was enough to escape. Purple flames were all around her as she used the last bit of her energy. Gorgeous shimmering flickering purple. Her cheeks burned as acidic tears came down. Weak. She soon found herself to be exhausted. Her wings were losing strength. Her fire was burning out. She knew she was far away, but the armada traveled fast. She needed to be as far away from them as possible. The flames started dispersing. They became thinner and hungrier until they were no more.

She saw that there were stars all around. She could see a planet. It was one of the Planet of Plants. Tough barrier. Hard to get in, but there was nothing else around, and the planet was big and safe. She just needed to avoid cover for some time. Then what? What next? What could she do? An overwhelming sense of despair came over her. Sudden realization that there was no one there for her. She was alone. All alone.

As she stared to fly closer, her wings started to weaken. She didn't have much time before she collapsed. She had little energy. She could see a small opening in the barrier. That was strange but perfect. She could easily hide there.

She used the rest of her energy to fly there. Once she reached it, her body collapsed, and she felt her body fall fast. The barrier became smaller and the environment around her became darker. She tried to use her wings, but they failed her. She landed softly onto a bed of something. The barrier outside was small but visible. She believed she was safe, but, for now, she had to rest. Her eyes felt heavy and she let them close. They closed into a black. The black was terrifying, but she had no other options. She let herself be wrapped up in the black. The cold isolated black.

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