These parts are... tediously long.
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(Vince - Zatch)
-Vince's House.-
[Two days have passed since the incident... It is nearly midnight. Within Vince's bedroom, he and a Mobian friend are watching TV. His Mobian friend is a dark gray wolf wearing a black leather jacket and tight pants, along with black boots. His hair is lengthy, falling down to his neck. His eyes are dark gray.]
Vince: Zatch, you know they're just gonna keep talking about that scene in New York...
Zatch: 'Thought you were interested in stuff like that.
Vince: Tch, I am. You should kinda be to... It has to do with our world.
Zatch: Ehhh, 'Federation'll handle it.
Vince: Awgo can't handle everything...
Zatch: Hey, they've done a lot for us in recent years. [Sits back.] I trust 'em.
Vince: Um... I think this is a bit out of there league.
Zatch: Heh, I wouldn't say that to their faces.
Vince: [Rubs his forehead.] Tch... (I would.)
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[They watch the repetitive news...]
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Zatch: Vince, you know what I don't get?
Vince: Huh?
Zatch: Why don't you ever use your Secondary?
Vince: Why do you have to bring that up?
Zatch: [Points at the TV screen.] Dude, like everyone I've seen on TV and... real life... has a constant Secondary. I hardly see any humans anymore.
Vince: Maybe it's because I'd prefer being human.
Zatch: [Sarcastically.] Well okay... But really, man. Out of everyone I've known, you're the only person who has never shown me your Secondary. [Chuckles with some of his words.] And you're like my best friend. Are you embarrassed or something?
Vince: [Sighs.] Zatch, I... I'm all for telling you secrets, but this is over the line.
Zatch: ...[Sits up.] Okay, gimme a hint then!
Vince: Tch. I'm not gonna give you any hints... [Smirks.]
Zatch: ...[Smirks also.] ...
Vince: What?
Zatch: You don't have a Secondary...
Vince: If that's what you think, then think it.
Zatch: You're a pain in the a** sometimes, Vince. [Laughs.]
Vince: ...Yep.
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[They continue watching TV...]
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Zatch: You know what would be awesome...?
Vince: Hm?
Zatch: If we could go to Fantasy...
Vince: ...[Silent...] ...
Zatch: Vince...?
Vince: [Silent...] (Fantasy...) ...
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Zatch: You with me, Vince?
Vince: [Shakes his head suddenly, snapping out of it.] Oh. Yeah. I was just, uh... erm, nothing.
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[The news has been updated. They have warned the world of the BlackMatter's whereabouts... Though vague, their reporters do the best to locate the strange matter... Last seen in New York, the BlackMatter has been spotted heading through underground sewage systems. Awgo surveillance below the common ground has captured BlackMatter moving southwest. BlackMatter has been known to enter innocents' houses and demand unknown answers. It has claimed lives...]
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[An hour later... Zatch is asleep on a small, inflatable mattress while Vince is wide awake on his bed, staring at the ceiling once more... Both of them are dressed in PJs, mainly sweats.]
Vince: ...(Unbelievable... Too tired to sleep...) ... [He rolls over a bit and looks down at Zatch, who is snoring away.] ... [Chuckles quietly.] Thought so... [Vince sits up and looks to the wall monitor... He stands, touching the screen. It powers on... Vince thinks for a few seconds... He types upon the screen, searching "Fantasy Gateway" ...No results...] (Hm...) ...[Vince sits back on his bed after shutting off the monitor...] (Pointless...)
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[Vince gets up, walks quietly around Zatch, and opens the bedroom door. He then walks through the hallway, and enters the restroom, closing the door behind.]
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[Inside, Vince is washing his hands... He looks up into the mirror...]
Vince: (I always get the feeling Fantasy has all the answers... I know they do... That is where Chris was killed... Where everything happened. Why doesn't Awgo care less...? Are they too comfortable with themselves? We need Fantasy now. I hope BlackMatter makes them realize that...) [He turns the handle on the faucet... but the water continues coming through.] What the heck?
[The water darkens, eventually turning black... It floods the sink.]
Vince: Ergh--! Is that...?
[It overflows, falling to the ground. Vince backs up to the wall.]
Vince: This... isn't happening.
[The matter surrounds Vince, growing on him... Within seconds, Vince is no more...]
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[Morning.]
Vince: [Shoots up, but doesn't shout.] ... [He scans the room nervously... He can hear Zatch snoring...] (That seemed... way too real... But is that what BlackMatter does...? Does it just come in your house to kill you...? No... The news reporter said it asked questions... So it can talk...)
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Vince: [Gets out of bed to use the restroom...]
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[He washes his hands.]
Vince: Don't screw up this time... [Turns off the faucet. It does so.] Hm... Kind of a predictable nightmare...
[He leaves the restroom...]
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Vince's Father: [From the living room.] Vince! 'That you?
Vince: Yeah. What's up Dad? [He walks into the living room.]
Vince's Father: [Sitting on the couch watching the news. He turns the volume up.] Look at this.
[Another anchorbot is onscreen. It is explaining about BlackMatter. "The Federation has recently discovered the BlackMatter's manipulating ability to morph into any shape. It is capable of taking on the form of any living being."]
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Vince: (It makes sense... BlackMatter morphed into that huge dragon, and now it's underground in pipes? I can see that.) ...Wow. That thing means bizz'.
Vince's Father: Sure does. Is Zatch still asleep?
Zatch: [From Vince's room.] Dude?
Vince: Nope.
Vince's Father: Hehheh. You two wake up, I'll go pick up some breakfast for you. You want the usual?
Vince: Sure. Zatch won't mind that either.
Zatch: [From Vince's room.] Dude!?
Vince's Father: [Turns off the TV.] Alright, you go show Zatch you're still here, I'll be right back.
Vince: Okay. Thanks Dad. [He walks to his bedroom.] Will you relax?
Zatch: I wake up. You're not there. Kinda freaky.
Vince: You've got the ears of a wolf, how can you not here what's goin' on across the hall?
Zatch: [Yawns.] I can't hear that good when I'm tired.
Vince: Sure. [Laughs.] Dad went to go get us breakfast.
Zatch: Oh cool. The usual?
Vince: Yep.
Zatch: Sweet. So let me guess. You had some dream about Fantasy?
Vince: Not really... It was more of a nightmare that had to do with BlackMatter...
Zatch: Freaky... If you think about it, it's totally possible that it could be here.
Vince: [Looks away, covering his face.] Ugh, don't even start...
Zatch: You scared?
Vince: Hell yes!
Zatch: ...Yeah, thought so...
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-Outside.-
[Vince's dad walks to his hovercraft, enters and starts the ignition. Within seconds, he drives off...]
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[A sudden gust of wind. Black and red air surrounds an area near a bush... The visible air disperses, revealing a shady character who quickly makes his way to the house. The "shady character" is a familiar looking black raccoon...]
Ixis: Finally... This is the one who must be silenced.
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--E n d i n g--
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Ixis! I love how he made an appearance already... xD