Just realized I might have to private the fic in the future because of the ai on ao3. But thats fine, Me and @marcu-bug still haven’t thought of a title. We are great geniuses frfr.
Basically what I am HOPING (as long as college and my impending realization I am going to be a lawyer if things go well.) that I write the fic, ahead of time and then schedule it on when it will come out? Like if that makes sense? Cause you never know what could happen and we kinda got things in order all we need is to organize.
I ALSO REALLY GOTTA WORK ON MULTI THINGS and where I work (job) will probably help? (Day care, they sleep= we work) Like my brain has been mushed this whole 2024-2025 yea, why? Haha family issues and the desire to move out is and still is very strong where me and a friend are currently doing. Doing it behind my families back and moving out unexpectedly (woooo) So my junior year might be a bit chaotic? Still learning to draw Wukong, Macaque (again) and MK out of spite for a local MK simp.
But Imma just drop this little first chapter preview (that the fic will probably come out in a years time or some shit, MY BACK IS KILLING ME WHILE TYPING)
Chapter 1: Beginning of the Alliance
It was a regular and peaceful day for the citizens of Megapolis, at least for everyone except for Red Son. It had been years since the start of his search for the staff of the Legendary Great Sage. The very enemy of his father and mother, and now Red Son. Who has his own vendetta against the Great Sage. Because of him, his family fell apart, and the once great and powerful Demon Bull King was imprisoned for hundreds of years, leading to their slight loss of power and influence.
But not for long. Red Son can almost feel it; the plan coordinated by his mother would work. Red Son can finally meet his father, and their grand plan of dominating the entire world will finally become a reality.
He doesn't know WHERE THE STAFF IS!!
It has been centuries of long searches that were coming up empty. His mother tried to locate it initially but had no luck once Red Son came of age. He grew interested in creating robots and weapons and simply experimenting with certain things. It took a lot of trial and error, but now his robots were in order. To show how smart and efficient he was, Red Son wanted it known that the Demon Bull Family created them by having bull-like appearances along with the familial crest. He had to show off somehow. Regardless, he tried to find the staff using the history texts on his fathers’ and Wukongs’ fight. He tried to find the possible location and area, but that failed once the area terraformed. In turn, it was harder to depend on old texts, so he built a machine-like detector to track the magic down instead. At first, it seemed to work, but the machine became overwhelmed by the amount of magic thanks to demons and other artifacts. An annoying failure that he shouldn't have. So, he unfortunately had to settle on just looking.
Red Son was walking around swiftly in the crowded area, avoiding any peasants that could touch him. He didn't wish to be surrounded by them but dealt with them for the sake of the mission. But being in a crowded area with these low lives annoyed him more. So he took a shortcut, hoping the lesser-known areas could hold hints of where the legendary staff could be. So he changed direction and began to walk into an alleyway, kicking a rock to the wall in annoyance. However, he didn’t seem to notice the shadows moving swiftly and then-.
“The Bull Prince? What are you doing here in this boring city?” A voice spoke out.
“Bah!-” Red Son turned to where the voice was but found nothing until he noticed the alley wall covered in shadows. A purple illumination of a pair of eyes and a cunning smirk formed, turning into a silent fit of laughter. The person clearly enjoyed scaring him. Red Son scoffed as he glared at the brick wall, his hair burst to flames, “How DARE you! I am Red Son! Son of the Demon Bull King and I should be respected!”
The shadowy form stopped laughing and wiped away a fake tear on the corner of its eyes, “Respected while screaming in fear?” "I WAS CAUGHT OFF-GUARD!" "Shouldn't the Bull Prince always be on guard?" “You!-” “What? Afraid that I’m right?”
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