Aria and Neon: Backstory

Chapter One: The Potion
The sound of a drop of liquid hitting the potion rang across the room full of torches. The torches shone the red granite wall, but in a somewhat dim way. Feier the Cuscus chuckled. His voice was so deep it was enough to send chills down anyone's spine. "Finally...finished."

Jared's shoes made a click-clack sound on the black stone floor. The sound came closer and closer to his father. Jared the Cuscus was wearing a red suite with a golden belt on his waist, and the back of his body was completely covered with his black cape. "But Dad, you have not told me what the potion is intended to do."

"I will tell you now, son," he examined the blood red potion, now completed, proudly. "It would be so much work for us to destroy the world, so why not let them do it their selves?"

"Um...Dad, I don't understand."

"This potion will put one's brain in a simulation to kill anyone in sight. They are unconcious. Also, this is contagious, so once the first victim dies, which received the simulation by touching it, the simulation will pass on. So, they would kill each other without knowing. No need to worry about us. As long as we are wearing the red pendant, they will not kill us."

"Is that all?"

"Oh, right. I almost forgot. What I want you to do is to bring anyone you want to test this potion on."

Jared hesitated. "I..I think I can do that."

"Good luck, son."

"Thank you Dad."

And once again, the orange cuscus rang his shoes and went out the door.

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"Please! Neon, but I don't know what it's like there. We HAVE to go!" complained a female voice. The voice belonged to Aria the Ferret. She had cyan fur matching with her orange and black skater girl outfit.

"Well I don't know EITHER! WHY do we have to live with a psycho king literally miles away from us? WHY do we have to get beaten up by all those troop kids of Feier's? WHY do we have to live in this age?"

"Hey, Repair Boss, my homie. Calm down."

"You wanna get bruises on your arms again, Aria?"

"We won't," he eyes were so confident she might have been predicting the future.

Neon sighed. "I didn't know a fourteen year old could sound so much like a six year old, Aria."

But, the silver and blue ferret decided to follow his twin sister anyways.