UL: Well everyone, the friends have been made...
Mettaton: And the jack-o'-lanterns have been lit... Who will prevail?
UL: My fellow viewers...IT'S TIME FOR DRAMA!
Mettaton: IT'S TIME FOR VIOLENCE!
UL: IT'S TIME FOR ACTION!
Mettaton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...
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Location: A Lone Road, Delmarva
Time: 10:57
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It was a cold and dark Halloween Night as we set our scene on a long stretch of road in a seemingly barren plain. Black clouds concealed the night sky and while the only thing that was breaking the silence whistling of the wind. The cold air carried a rather unique chill, one that almost felt as though an indescribable evil was lurking in the darkness. Down from where the road started, a bright yellow glow illuminated the night as it started to advance down the trail.
When the light moved further down the road, the silence was broken by low, guttural roars and high-pitch cackling that filled the air. Soon enough, the bright glow revealed itself, and quite frankly, it was a chilling scene. Advancing their way down the track was a parade of monsters that came in all different shapes and sizes, all of which resembled jack-o'-lanterns. The cavalcade of pumpkin creatures trudged their way down the long pathway, laughing like a pack of hyenas. The leader of this bizarre army of monsters was riding atop a large quadrupedal pumpkin that was about the size of a semi-truck, as it shook the ground with every step it took while its rider laughed like a maniac.
Perched atop the giant pumpkin beast was a scrawny man dressed in medieval peasant clothing, but his head was the most notable trait. The head of this odd man was a jack-o-lantern, just like the very army he was leading. Clenched in his hands was a large scythe and on his face was a twisted grin. This was the notorious pumpkin-headed prankster who now wielded the powers of the Grim Reaper's Scythe, his name? Jack O' Lantern.
As of right now, Jack and his army were just about through with wreaking havoc among Endsville and figured they could find a new place to spread chaos and carnage. They were also on a stakeout for the Grim Reaper himself because, during their raid on Endsville, Jack or his troops could find him anywhere. However, Jack wasn't one to immediately call it quits. He would tear through the earth itself just so long as it meant to find that bastard skeleton who took his head.
"Okay boys, we'll have to flip this whole world upside down if we're gonna find that bonehead. But right now, we got another town to trash just up ahead. So, let's get work!" The pumpkin-headed prankster declared while his troop of monsters cheered in response, the horde of creatures traversing further down the road, passing by a sign on the side of the road that read 'WELCOME TO BEACH CITY'. The platoon of pumpkins grew closer to the end of the road where they would be approaching a new city, one that would be perfect for running amok through the streets. Approaching the end of the road, Jack's smirk grew wider as he stood up and raised his scythe high into the air.
"Now then, time for some good ol' fashion Halloween carnage!" Jack said with a laugh while his monster army joined in a sickening guffaw. The pumpkin parade marched off to Beach City, however, it didn't take long for all of them to suddenly stop while Jack fell right off of the giant pumpkin beast, landing face-first onto the pavement.
(Music Stops)
Scrambling back onto his feet, the pumpkin-headed prankster dusted himself off before glaring at his army, clearly frustrated by the fact they had decided to just suddenly stop right when they were approach to arrive at their destination.
"Hey, why'd you all stop?! I already told you morons, no bathroom breaks during the trip!" Jack scolded, noticing that his army was staring off into the direction facing the city with clear expressions of fear and shock.
"And just what the heck are you pinheads looking a-" Jack's frustration devolved into shock, his frustrated scowl turning into a look of astonishment matching the horde of paranormal goons. What were they looking at, you might ask well...
Standing over the small beachside town was an enormous device that was the size of a skyscraper. Beneath this bizarre contraption, large cracks formed onto the earth while a magenta glow illuminated from the crevasses along with streaks of smoke wafting throughout the area. Just from the sight alone was enough to make the whole crowd of monsters stare in awe while their leader soon got a grip and slapped himself into reality. Jack tried to make sense of what the heck was going on here until he came up with a plausible conclusion. Could it be someone or something that was trying to overshadow and steal his own thunder? Perhaps even ruin his plans to dominate the whole universe? Just by going off that thought alone was enough to drive Jack mad as his face turned visibly red while flames began to flare out of his eyes and mouth.
"Okay, fellas, new plan! We take care of whatever punk behind this and THEN we continue our search for the Grim Reaper! ONWARD!" The Pumpkin-headed Prankster declared, his minions shaking off the feeling of shock and terror before they all began to let out a distorted cheer before marching off to the enormous device.
Unaware of the chaos that awaited them.
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Location: The Top of The Gem Interjector
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Fear was the only thing that Steven Universe could feel. His body was on the verge of giving up and his powers were practically useless at this point as he laid there on the ground, barely summoning the energy to even breath. His heart raced with terror upon hearing a nasal giggle as he could make out a magenta-colored figure approaching him. Steven desperately tried to get back up, but he could not even move a muscle while his attacker drew closer and closer.
"Well, well, well... Look at ya now, Pink!" A shrill voice called out before Steven suddenly felt a weight press down onto his chest. The half-gem looked up and saw a dark pink shoe perched atop his chest connected to an abdominally pink limb. Whoever had Steven pulled themselves over to the where The Successor of Rose Quartz was pinned as Steven could finally get a better look at his assailant. A pink humanoid creature with red hair that was styled in two spiky pigtails dressed in black and pink clothing.
"Or should I say... Steven Universe?~" Spinel said in a mocking tone.
"S-Spinel... Please... This isn't the wa-"
"CRAM IT, BOY!" Spinel barked, her head growing slightly large while shifting more weight onto Steven's chest that made him clench his teeth with pain. The Demented Jester's head reverted to normal before she withdrew a stick-like device, glaring down at her helpless prey.
"At first, I didn't really care if you were dead or not when I set out on this whole personal mission of mine. But now..." Spinel said, looking over to the device before clicking a button. An extra appendage began to protrude from the device before a glowing scythe-like blade lit up as Spinel's hateful glare turned into a wicked cheek-to-cheek grin. "I think I've made up my mind, wouldn't you agree?~"
"N-NO!" Steven said, raising his arms fearfully while Spinel brought the Gem Rejuvenator over her head, the blade of the scythe pointed directly at the gem on his abdomen.
"Say goodnight, Steveeeeen!~" Spinel said, ready to finally end the son of the woman who ruined her life. But just as Spinel could down the blade and deliver the killing blow...
"HEY, YOU!!!"
(Music Stops)
Steven opened his eyes and looked over to see The Gem Rejuvenator's blade inches away from his stomach. He also noticed Spinel looking in the opposite direction with a look of confusion on her face, confused as to why she had stopped her kill. The Former Jester swore she heard someone calling out to her seconds ago, but there was nobody in sight so she might've thought her mind was just playing tricks with her. Shrugging it off, Spinel turned back to her target.
"Well, that was weird. Anyways, where was I?... Oh yeah, I was about to kill you!~" Spinel exclaimed before raising the scythe over her head while Steven went back to being terrified. However, Spinel's kill was interrupted once again as she heard the sound of someone grunting and groaning several feet away. The Gem let out an exasperated sigh before turning around, this time she saw a gloved hand rise from the ledge of her interjector. It didn't take long for a man with a jack-o-lantern on his head to pull himself onto the interjector before collapsing onto his back, wheezing in exhaustion from having to climb this ginormous contraption.
"Ufff... ufff... Why didn't the darn thing...ufff... have an elevator installed?...ufff..." Jack huffed aloud, whipping a bead of sweat from his brow.
"Uh, hello!?" Spinel shouted, her call garnering the pumpkin-headed prankster as he shot back up onto his feet.
"Aha! So, I'm guessing from the ugly shades of magenta that you and this thingamajig share, you're the one behind all this aren't ya?!" The undead trickster shouted, pointing an index finger at Spinel.
"Will you buzz off?! I'm in the middle o' something!" Spinel retorted, clearly not wanting to deal with any of this right now.
"I'll buzz off when YOU buzz off! I'm a little busy controlling the universe here and I sure as heck don't want some bubblegum gremlin from stealin' my thunder!" Jack proclaimed.
"Hate to break it to ya but I don't like sharing the spotlight!" Spinel yelled.
"Well too bad! So why don't you take your little doomsday device and scram!" Jack yelled out.
Spinel growled with fury, streaks of smoke beginning to resonate off of her brow. Just who does this jerk-o-lantern think he is?! He interrupts her chance in ending Pink Diamond and now he has the gall to insult her right up to her face. Steven, completely confused by this, tried to interject on whatever was going on here.
"Uh... D-do I get a say in thi-" However, The half gem was immediately silenced as Spinel tore into the metal frame of the injector's top before wrapping it around Steven's arms to keep him from escaping.
"You stay RIGHT here." Spinel barked, poking Steven in the nose before spinning around with the Gem Rejuvenator tightly clenched in her hands. "I'll take care of this..."
"Ah, ah, ah! I don't think that'll be a wise decision lass since I'm the one with the all-powerful weapon here!" Jack said, twirling The Reaper's Scythe as both combatants slowly approach one another.
"Keep runnin' your mouth, Squash Face! I'll sure as hell get a kick out of smashing you into pulp!" Spinel snarled, readying her weapon as she fiercely glared into the pumpkin-headed prankster's eyes.
Tonight, a battle of pure insanity and mayhem was about to break out and only one was gonna be claiming victory. But one question remains...
Who shall it be?
THE NIGHT'S YOUNG!
LET'S GIVE THE AUDIENCE ONE HELLUVA SPECTACLE!
