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Bundle Madness Drabble Part 17 (A Part 5)




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Another Adam one with a request for this. Again, this one technically not a plot one but still hope you enjoy them all.

Warning: OOC, random craziness, past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, sexual interaction and themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie/Others speaking

Voices/flashback/Text

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((Request by: AlphawolfUltima7799 Request: Error as adam doing whatever he wants not caring much about the other characters
Note: Funny enough I was already typing this one before this request came out. It is slightly different but I still hope you like it.
Note 2: Possibly a Part 2 for this one as I did have to cut it up to pieces but will have to see if this one wants to be continued if everyone likes it.))

Charlie smiled proudly at the new hotel that was completed.

A new beginning.

The next step of a new chapter moving forward. No, time to rest to fully rest but a break. All of them needed a break after what happened in the battle. To grieve. To take care of themselves. Her mind went toward Sir Pentious and Dazzle. She bit the inside of her cheeks of her fallen friends and the cannibals that had helped them. A little tiny part towards Adam. She didn't want this but they had to fight. They had to take arms. They had to show where they stood. That Hell can change and that one of it not being slaughter no longer. But she hopes another battle won't happen.

Didn't go back inside but headed toward the battle grounds at a certain spot. The same spot that Adam died. One that she covered quickly with the grounds of Pride so the others wouldn't do anything horrible. As much as she bet how angry everyone is with him or to eat him. That it what too nice of her. He didn't deserve it. Can't let that stand so made it look like it was buried. Could lie turn the bodies to ashes but it wrong. Just like he was.

"I can't forgive you Adam for what you lead all those years. You used to having everything yet it wasn't enough. You slaughter your own descendants without trying to find another way out." Charlie looks at the ground. She bit the inside of her cheeks as she held back crying. "But wherever you are. You and your soldiers I want you to watch. Watch and see if I can do it. That we can do it. Hell isn't forever...But I didn't want to fight I had too. I didn't want...Rest in peace Adam that more than you deserved."

Charlie walks away from the spot, off the buried ground. Telling herself to not look back. Don't pity and grieve for him as he never showed mercy to anyone. She knows Heaven won't be happy and is very cautious. Still, she hopes if they listen now and think further about the idea of redemption for her people.

Meanwhile.

"Are you fucken kidding me?"

In the nasty dark alleyway was figured on the ground. Slowly stood to show they were quite tall. Dark robes that look torn to shred. Cut in the middle to open up to see a dark shirt, long pants. If you pulled the robe together it would have seen a twisted A. It looks very haggard, loose on them with a dark patch where the heart is centered. Next, would be the bones. Black bones with cracks that look ready to crumble any second. Eye sockets red with two gold orbs to be pupils. Blue tear drops scar, burn on their cheek bones. The eyes stared down at their glove hands as he ripped them off. A pair of familiar bone hands right there.

Error snarled as he slowly stood up. Their mind wandering the past who knows how long.

The jump. Felt peace. Then someone just had to throw it all and mix it together with some sparkling pixie dust! One moment happy. The betrayals. Happy. Betrayals. Sadness. Dying. Heaven. Dying again.

Finally, their soul decided to snap and try again.

As they did a long time ago and thought would never return back. Bury beneath.

Fanfuckentastic!

Skeleton bone finger twitch as a string came out and snatch the upcoming sinner ready to pounce on them. The string went deeper. Deeper to that soul and snap it to pieces.

Great! Can't even be normal sinner! Are they just demons now? Where is the logic in that? Wait logic left and flew off for them a long time ago. Maybe they're just them again. Wow! What a great dream come true to be the walking apocalypse trauma on bones.

Stare down at the very dead sinner. Their eyes narrowed, as their fingers twitched. A familiar Check box appeared for their eyes only. Read the description. As they notice this way the body 'essence' does not bleed out. Not going to the grounds of Pride. Instead, it seems peaceful.

Will look at that later.

Someone gets to have a peaceful rest!

Lucky you!

Error flip off the dead sinner as they get back to work.

No, what they need to leave. Get away. Where do they go?

Touch their scarf but stop. It's not with them. Grit their teeth but an idea pops up. If the Check box is here. Then maybe. Push their fingers around until a familiar save box of theirs appeared. One that barely had anything as their time as Error. Stuff to them would have been useless but others would have taken it like the amounts of gold. Maybe some weirdo with the puppets. Eye sockets widen to see a familiar item.

Error Scarf.

Snatch it out the screen too many eyes would have look like nothing. Until a scarf pulled out of thin air. Throw it around their neck again. A small part of themselves again as they buried their face in the fabric. A life line of their own that has been with them. So, the stories and secret this scarf holds dear to them.

Yes.

Theirs.

Eyes widen a bit of other memories and the texture of the fabric. Ones that happen what felt like not too long ago. Feathers.

Their flock.

Adams girls.

The others.

They need. They need to find them.

They were eaten.

They were slaughtered.

They were all killed by their own weapons!

Error gritted their teeth as their body shaken as he felt like he was going to crash. It's has been too long and I didn't want it to happen again. Hate and disgust directed in many directions. Yet. The worst of themselves. If they did something better. If they knew. If they were better at their emotions like in the past or as themselves. Be that judge they were before.

They are safe.

Stare at the screen for a very, long time.

What?

Couldn't tell you how long they have been in that alleyway. Just thinking. Thinking. Thinking. Researching. Change the clothing a bit to take features off with their own. A few answers settled for themselves even if they don't like. But accept it for now till they can figure out what to do. What felt like hours. Days. Weeks. It was really only like a two day.

One long mental, physical, and emotional two days.

Sadly, they had to leave because they were on a time-line so to speak. Need to find somewhere else to bunker, think and debate what to do next. Not be in this alleyway that just screams waiting to be jumped on by another idiot. The sinner that was by them being chowed on by some rats and insects.

Leaving Hell sounds like a nice option.

In fact, it sounds like a swell idea. They're not a sinner. Possibly could go to those other rings but don't want to. Don't want to be in this ring. If they stay here, they might lose it. A reminder for Adam that they just can't do anything to themselves again. Heaven a no as they're not risking that. Will be out of their hands. Sera would like that. Maybe will get that wake-up call after this last stunt. Always thought she was being too soft or lenient with Lucifer. Would have ripped their wings off if they were in that garden.

It was a plan Error was thinking in such a short amount of them. In fact, they got many ideas. They could go into space. Discover the unknown. Star gaze for hours. Explore. Maybe go to Earth. Just stay low. Do their own thing. Have their choices. Sew. See about music. Never thought Error like such a thing but Adam respects it. Strings of all things that they can approved. Maybe he would have heart attack if Adam learns they do like soap opera. So, different the two of them are like a flip coin. Well, they can always mentally think and talk to themselves about it later. Got to keep going.

Now it was all ruined.

What set it off?

Look at the many tv screens all around Pride being aired. Stare at the many directly behind the glass store. Ignore the voices. Ignore how close everyone wants to bundle up. Of course, their phobia decided to follow along but it seems to not be terrible. You don't have to worry about the white to set off but the red. Error really getting sick of it the longer they are here.

Watch the news feed get to work happen at the hotel mix with their own memories what this hidden camera didn't see.

Videos of the fight. Videos of them fighting back when that hotel crew should have hidden. An army of cannibal soldiers' deck with weapons that were supplied to them. That irked Error slightly how much would have been left behind. Watch their girls get eaten by the filth that princess wanted to redeemed. Get murdered by the other guests who are supposed to help. Suppose to be part of the project. That traitor who let that sinner leave a long time. That one Error would have dragged them back and not left them here. A mistake as Adam. None the less she made her choice with her sister in arms blood all over her. The blimp that he destroyed with that holy beam. A fight with that princes they let go on way too long as Lucifer swarming in like those 'hero's'. Those insults bringing those two up to rile him which shouldn't have happened but everything was out of control. The fight airing of the beat down. How Adam lost so much cool and just well gone off. Then to be all stabbed in the back by janitor while ranting away. Talk about Lucifer posing like some comic hero. While they have Adam just munching on a hamburger. A mockery.

A glorious day for Hell.

A loss for Heaven.

You know what these sinners are doing. The ones they are around right now watching this with them.

They were laughing. Mocking. Talk about what they were do if they were there if they knew the weapons could kill them. Make disgusting sexual jokes. Enjoying the show like it was anything else.

Everyone just having a blast like it didn't matter. No, care. No, taking back what they are saying. No, guilt of sorts. So, natural and normal for them.

At that moment Error didn't care who memories were in control. They were disgusted by these.

These.

These.

These.

Glitches.

Mistakes.

Scum.

Waste of space.

Defects.

Trash.

Filth.

This was a thinking phase Error had before when he snapped. When it went too far on the 'duty' they were forced on. How he just saw copies like this even originals. Many did deserve to be destroyed and were thankful too for it was horrible. It was a miracle in itself when they finally chilled so to speak. Too many close calls or just excuses in their own broken skull that they haven't lost it.

Right now, it is hitting a close edge with their mixed memories and what little sanity of control they keep. But these sinners are really, really pissing Error off. Then an interview shows the janitor again. Froze on the spot not and just say like it practices in her head.

"Charlie told me to stab, so I did."

Then its crossover to see about getting the princess to talk. The young blond just waving while her girlfriend stays close with her spear out. A few others didn't care but focused on the girl. Then she said that damn word. A word Error remember would be thrown at him by Ink, that council of his or anyone thinking they could save them. Ge them to stop destroying as it wasn't necessary. It was cruel. It was horrible. You're taking away the AU lives and copies away. Sure, they could have been saved, stopped, or given a break if they just listened!

Redemption for sinners.

The ones that naïve woman wanted to save. To be redeemed. To be given another chance. Not thinking about how the winners would feel if they saw their abusers, killers, slavers, rapist, predators, dictators and the murders. Not thinking about what these sinners' true motives would be. Not seem to get the full picture of what Hell has truly done to Heaven and Earth. Sinners she never truly asked for what sins they have they done. Maybe, just maybe some do feel guilty but then it washed over the choices and repeat. Repeat their freedom of bad choices in this ring. No, setbacks. No, punishments.

They had chances. Many chances in fact on Earth being humans.

No, one couldn't tell you when Adam stopped seeing sinners as their own people. As their once descendants. Many theories and thoughts. The close few who actually know Adam got a glimpse of that side. It could have been the war and slaughter that turned Adam into what he was as the leader.

For Error?

They stop seeing sinners, humans, and winners as their 'people' the moment they died again. Separate situations. Maybe even before when Adam died on earth. Yet, yet right now Error may have a tiny space for the winners. The ones who do deserve to be in Heaven. The ones who never got to live a long life on Earth. The innocent souls stripped away. The Exterminators. That was their girls. Their soldiers to protect. To train. Help guard Heaven so another uprising will never happen again.

Error felt like they wanted to laugh. Laugh at such a sick twisted irony of a situation. Always alone as Error. Then when Adam is was like back and forth until finally not alone. Now taken again.

Alone.

The only ones that have the smallest connection form and made with Adam. A connection Error couldn't get rid of as it buries deep in his own disgusting soul.

The strong angel crying for someone like them. To see such a broken look on her face with pleading gold eyes to not leave.

Lute.

Error mind suddenly felt calm? That was odd. Then again it is odd to not hear the voices shouting at them either. Mind went that angel focus on the thing not white but her eyes. The memories of trust between these two. Felt like she was Adam true friend, the closes who really did get him and get her. Its kind of made them remember their friendship with Blue. Until that was ripped away when he was killed. Now look at this mess. Look how that taken away. Unsure how she would feel if they saw what Adam once was. It's for the best. She one tough son of bitch that even Error gives her credit too. She would be...It doesn't matter.

What does matter?

They'll need to hold off on their plan to get away.

Need to let loose.

Plus, well that deal with Adam, with Heaven was broken first.

Those sinners, that traitor, that princess stayed to fight by their choice. Then Lucifer. The other Hellborns they will not touch as they didn't fight unless they intervene.

Oh. Right. They almost forgot too. That woman calling herself a Queen.

A snap of a finger.

That should take care of that unless Lute went to comfort herself. Hopefully nothing too drastic, yet. Doesn't want to be here any longer but go off elsewhere.

"Ha! Those sluts had it coming. I wonder if any of them kept them alive for some fu- "

Fist slammed at the side of the head. All the way though their skull.

Anyone around shut up. The taller of the two pull their fist back as the sinner fell to the ground with a gapping hole in the head. Look at them or at the tall, dark hooded imposing figure with a blue scarf. Who wasn't looking at the one they hit. Just at the screens while their arm moves around to shake off blood, brain and anything else of liquid matter. Then start to walk away without a care in the world.

That should have been it after that. Not the first time many of them saw another punch by someone like that. Except a tiny little difference.

The severe head wound wasn't healing.

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Done!

What do you all think? Should this one be continued?

Error was wearing Adam clothing, it just changed to be darker. Then just fix up to be wearing a hood of sorts.

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye!

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