Flames of Agony and Fury: Amazing FNF Covers

Yaaay covers with story(hence the title)! You’re gonna have to READ!!! Kinda unsettling and saddy sad!!! Su!c!d3 and trauma!!! You’ve been warned!!!

It all started one day. This is another arc-taking place after RuvStyle’s Phantasm cover.

RuvStyle clutched his arm, doubling over in pain. Hexa was screaming, Sharv stood there, paralyzed with shock. RuvStyle didn’t know what was happening, all he knew was the throbbing, fiery pain in his head, banging on the inside of his skull and shattering the world. Tears slipped free of his eyes and hit the ground. He twitched as the glitch virus-the Manifest-took over his body.

Hexa grabbed his bag. “I’m going to help him!”

Sharv grabbed his shoulders in a panicked move. “Jhordan, NO! Please…”

RuvStyle yelled back, “Sharv is right! I…I don’t want you guys to get hurt! Just run…run away…before he takes control…”

Hexa shook his head. “I’m not going to leave him like that! Not when I can help him and know his pain from Dust. Please.”

Before Sharv could say another word, Hexa jumped through the glass as it shattered, scratching him in about a thousand different places. He didn’t care. All he cared was that he get to RuvStyle.

He put a hand on his friends shoulder, who was now writhing in pain. “Ruvenstain, I’m here-“

Suddenly, tendrils of shadow emerged from RuvStyle’s body and wrapped around Hexa’s neck. They lifted him up and began to squeeze, sucking the air out of his lungs. He could vaguely hear Sharv screaming as he remembered all his worst moments. Every encounter with Dust. All his fights. Every time he felt he wasn’t good enough. He gasped for breath as the agonizing pain spread through his body like a fire to oil. He saw Sharv crying, tears streaming down his face, reaching out to him. Hexa tried to grab his hand, when just as their fingers touched, he was yanked backward and everything went black.

…

Hexa lay on a field of black grass, blinking and staring at a black sky and black trees. His neck throbbed and whenever he touched it, it felt as if he were being zapped.

Slowly, he got up, and almost passed out. He was lifted from the ground from an invisible thread attached to his neck.

“OH,” A deep, distorted voice laughed, “LOOK AT THIS. A LITTLE BOY IS TRYING TO PLAY HERO. HOW CUTE.”

Manifest RuvStyle stepped out, cloak billowing. He flicked one of his clawed fingers, and Jhordan’s arms and legs bent as if he were a marionette. He gasped in surprise and tried to talk, but no sound came out.

The demon of what RuvStyle, a kind, caring, reckless god had become in a mere hour made a spinning gesture with his finger. Hexa’s neck constricted like someone had wrapped a burning wire around it and it was cutting into is throat. He cried out in agony, the excruciating pain enough to bring tears to his eyes. Instinctively, he tried to draw his hands to his throat to rip whatever it was away, but only the tips of his fingers moved feebly. Manifest RuvStyle let out a cold, cruel laugh.

“AHAHA…PATHETIC. IT’S A WONDER SCUM LIKE YOU COULD SURVIVE THIS LONG. HARDLY A CHALLENGE FOR MY STRENGTH.”

Deep in the back of his possessed mind, Jhordan heard a voice. His own.

Break free, it whispered. Don’t let him control you.

Hexa somehow clenched his fists and trembled, the effort of what he was doing making more tears stream down his face.

“AAAAAAARGH!”

He flung his arms in front of him and fell to the ground. Once he hit the ground, he gasped for air, twitching, his vision dark at the edges and interrupted by yellow starbursts. His teeth were clenched to stop the screams he wanted to let loose, and his head burned. The metallic taste of blood filled his mouth, and before he knew it, he was gripping Manifest RuvStyle’s coat, whimpering.

“RuvStyle…” he sniffled, sobbing uncontrollably, “H-Help…”

For a moment, Manifest RuvStyle’s face twisted into a strange expression-was it pity?-before snarling and throwing Hexa against the wall. Hexa felt his spine crack and left joint tear as he hit a tree and yelped.

“SILENCE!” Manifest RuvStyle snarled. “YOU…YOU SCUM! HOW DARE YOU CHALLENGE A GOD?”

With great effort, Hexa managed to stand up, clutching his arm and breathing heavily.

“THIS,” Manifest RuvStyle snarled, “IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU CHALLENGE A TRUE GOD.”

NO ESCAPE NOW, YOUNGLING… You Can’t Run Encore but Manifest RuvStyle and Hexadust sing it

Okay, at this point, you can choose the Good Ending or the Bad Ending. I recommend you read both!

Good Ending:

Manifest RuvStyle begins to tremble before roaring and leaping on Hexa, who gasped in surprise. Manifest RuvStyle wraps his hands around Hexa’s neck and begins to squeeze.

It was a terrible pain. The moment Manifest RuvStyle’s claws touched Hexa’s skin, it began to burn. Hexa writhed and squirmed, trying to escape this scalding, torturous pain. It felt as if a crate had been laid on his neck and someone was forcefully pressing a hot iron on it, burning a mark into his skin from all sides.

As his vision began to go black, Jhordan choked out one last sentence.

“F-Friends, RuvStyle…you…you promised.”

Manifest RuvStyle withdrew his claws away from Hexa’s neck as if it had suddenly burned him. He clutched his clawed, twitching hand and spoke. Not in the cold, taunting, distorted voice he had spoken in before, but in RuvStyle’s voice-trembling, shocked, and deep.

“I…”

“I promised…”

He trembled more violently, and Hexa put a hand on his shoulder and knelt next to him. He pat his back before finally giving in to his impulse and wrapping his arms around RuvStyle’s neck.

“I’m here for you, RuvStyle…” He whimpered, “Always.”

The last word echoed throughout the forest, the sound waves becoming visible, rebounding, and turning gold. The gold waves spun around Jhordan and Ruvenstain, encasing them in a cocoon of shimmering silk before the world vanished.

…

They landed on the burgundy couch in the house where the Neogang lived together, RuvStyle back to normal and Hexa having no scars to prove the pain he’d suffered. Hexa landed on RuvStyle’s stomach, sending out an, “Oof!” from the latter.

Hexa hastily got up. “Um, sorry-“

RuvStyle wrapped his arms around Hexa and began to cry, soft as a kitten. Hexa tried to pull away at first, then picked on RuvStyle’s strong emotions and let himself be squeezed.

This went on for a couple of minutes before Neonight walked in and stopped dead in his tracks. He ran up to the two friends.

“Guys?!” Neo cried in disbelief, “We thought you were dead!”

RuvStyle hastily got up, face turning to the same strong one Hexa had usually seen on RuvStyle, who hated showing weakness to others-even his friends.

“Yeah…” RuvStyle sighed, stretching his arms. “Where’s Sharv? I want to explain to him first.”

Sharv ran into the room and crushed them both in a bear hug. RuvStyle laughed.

“Geez, hold on, man! I’ll explain. Can we just go outside?”

Sharv nodded, then turned to Hexa and spoke in a voice like he was sick.

“I-Is that okay with you?…”

Hexa nodded, and the trio went outside.

…

They settled on the brick wall close to their house. RuvStyle and Hexa took turns explaining what had happened. Near the end, where they got to the part where Hexa had gotten RuvStyle to snap out of it, RuvStyle’s voice cracked and he fell silent. Hexadust was happy to explain the rest.

Sharv shook his head in disbelief. “I…I’m so sorry you went through that.”

He stared at the cracks in the sidewalk below them. “For the longest time, I thought it was my fault…I thought I couldn’t save you…thought I failed…”

He sniffled and buried his face in his hands. Hexa shook his head.

“That wasn’t your fault. It wasn’t RuvStyle’s either,” he added hastily as he saw RuvStyle begin to fiddle with his coat, blinking the tears out of his eyes.

Sharv nodded. “You guys were gone for three days…I couldn’t help but worry.”

Hexa jumped, and RuvStyle, after being silent for a few moments, smiled.

“Guys, that doesn’t matter right now. What matters is that we’re all back together. Can we just watch the sunset?”

Sharv nodded. “Is it okay if we sing?”

RuvStyle smiled. “You know it.”

Sunsets but RuvStyle, Hexa and Sharv sing it

THE END :3

Bad Ending:

Manifest RuvStyle begins to tremble before roaring and leaping on Hexa, who gasped in surprise. Manifest RuvStyle wraps his hands around Hexa’s neck and begins to squeeze.

As his vision began to go black, Jhordan choked out one last sentence.

“F-Friends, RuvStyle…you…you promised…”

Manifest RuvStyle snarled once more, before jerking Hexa’s neck to the side with a loud CRACK. Hexa’s movements ceased and the twinkle disappeared from his eyes. He was dead.

Suddenly, the Manifest melted off RuvStyle, leaving him with the body of his deceased friend. He gasped as his vision cleared, and upon seeing Jhordan’s body, muttered…

“No…”

“No, no, no…”

He cradled Hexa’s limp corpse in his arms and was silent for a few minutes before placing a hand on Hexa’s still heart.

“Your life was wrongly taken from you. I, RuvStyle, a pyrokinetic and electrokinetic god, say your soul shall go directly to Heaven. You were a hero. Thank you.”

His voice cracked on the word ‘you’. Hexa’s body dissolved into golden light. RuvStyle got up, legs shaking, and opened a portal.

“I will never see my friends again…goodbye, Neonight…Rayna…Sharv…”

He stepped into the portal, wiping his tears.

The rest of the story is dialogue format.

Three Years Later(RuvStyle is 26 now)

The scene cuts to RuvStyle walking down an alley. He hears a beep behind him and turns, seeing a blue haired kid and a girl.

RuvStyle: Oh…why are you here…?

RuvStyle(holding back tears): Please…please leave. I don’t want to hurt anyone again…it’ll kill me.

Boyfriend: Beepbop boop baaaap, baaaap be bopo be bip beep baaaap?

RuvStyle: In this…what is the meaning of okay?

Girlfriend(snobby): Geez, quit being emo and just spill.

Boyfriend: Bapboop skdoo bap beepo skdabeep bap skdoo boop bappity skebap! Skebap be bappity’ beepaa bop boop bap bopo skebap boop!

RuvStyle(deadly quiet): You wouldn’t understand the pain I’ve gone through, little demon ****.

RuvStyle(voice rising): Now, LEAVE!

He whirls on them with fire in his hands, lightning marks on his face.

Girlfriend(sarcastic): Ooh, I’m so scared. What, where are your friends, thug?

RuvStyle(angry): I HAVE NO FRIENDS!

Silence as the words echo through the alley.

RuvStyle(fight dies out, drops and returns to normal appearance, quiet): None that I can turn to, anyway. All of them are either dead or I can’t talk to them. Not after…after what I did to Jhordan.

Silence again.

Boyfriend(holds out mic, reluctant):Skebap be baaaap be bopo beeeep beep bappity bappity beep…skbep skdoo bappity bapboop? Beeeep skdoo beepo beepo beepaa beepbop beep beepaa beepbop boop beepo de?

RuvStyle(takes out his own golden mic from coat pocket): I…I have my own. It’s been so long since I had a song battle with someone…Jhordan loved those…

RuvStyle(sad smile, slightly crying): The look on his face when he won…he was so… energetic… I would lose on purpose sometimes to see that…haha…

Girlfriend(absolutely insensitive): Who is this Jhordan guy? Is he dead? Doesn’t sound important.

RuvStyle(voice drops, repressed anger): You didn’t know him. He was a good friend.

RuvStyle(sad): >deep breath< Alright. This song…it’s for him. Everything that’s happened in the past few years. Ready, kid?

Boyfriend: …Be- be bip beep baaaap.

Unknown Suffering V3 but Ruvstyle sings it

RuvStyle(calmed down, deep breath, nostalgic): Ah…you sing just like him. You’ve given me what I must do.

RuvStyle(unsheathes wickedly sharp knife, brings to throat. BF steps protectively in front of GF, who gasps): …Goodbye, Boyfriend.

Too late, BF realizes what’s happening. He tries to reach out and stop him, but RuvStyle slices the knife sideways through his neck and collapses, bleeding and dead as BF and GF watch in horror.

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THE END