Out with a bang.

Chad looked around him. He was in a large, black, empty room.

It seemed to stretch forever in all directions.

“Where am I?” He asked allowed.

“Where?” A voice said “where indeed.”

Chad turned and saw six beautiful brides standing there. Each had a massive dress, a massive bouquet and five were standing in a semi circle around the sixth. Each had their veils down. They were extra think looking because Chad couldn’t see their faces.

“Welcome Chad...” the bride in the center said.

“Where am I? Who are you?”

“You’re in our realm. Our world... our champion sent you here.” The bride in the center said. “As for who we are...”

At that, their dresses all changed from white to various colors. The five in the circle turned Blue, Red, Purple, Green and yellow.

The one in the center took on a bright Orange hue.

That bride lifted thier veil... and Chad saw his own face staring back at him.

“What the fuck is this? Who are you?”

“You can call me... Soul...” his twin said. “These are my siblings... Space, Reality, Power, Time and Mind.”

The light bulb clicked on in Chad’s head as to who he was talking to. Fear filled his mind. How? They weren’t real. They couldn’t have been real... this had to be some sort of dream...

“Ahh... I do enjoy seeing that light in a human’s eyes when the realize...”

“What are going to do to me?” Chad said as Soul walked towards him. Chad tried to back up, but it felt like he was on a treadmill. He didn’t move and the Orange bride with his face came closer and closer.

“Quite simple” Soul said as it grabbed hold of him. “I am sooo very hungry...”

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Chad’s body tensed up and he fell backwards on the floor with a loud thud.

Timmy saw Scottie’s eyes glow a night mix of yellow and Orange. He shook his head and withdrew from Timmy and stood up.

“Okay... well, that’s that problem solved...” Agent Riley said as he inspected Chad’s body.

“Mommy?” Timmy asked as he sat up. “Mommy? What happened?”

“Oh... right..” Scott said with a snap of his finger. He walked over and held his hand againts Timmy’s forehead.

Timmy felt a sharp pain in his head, like someone had shot him with a nail gun.

He shook his head.

“What... happened?” Timmy asked looking around.

“Chad’s not going to be playing games with us anymore...” Scott said, lifting the skirt of his gown and giving Chad a kick. “Yep. He’s dead.”