(Second's here! And the color gang!)

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Alan was alone in adobe animate. He had his tools. He and the three younger stick figures were getting along well, the tension everyone had was no more.

Alan decided it was time to animate a stick figure. He decided to pick the color orange because it was one of his favorite colors.

Alan began to draw the stick figure. He decided to make a basic running animation. It was easy. 

He stopped on a frame as he heard a sound of Victim's loud shriek. 

Alan hopped from the adobe animate tab and went to where Victim was.

Victim was just playing with Chosen and Dark. They were probably playing ball, Alan saw the ball next to Victim.

"Oops, sorry Vic!" Dark apologized. "My eye!" Victim just says back. "What happened?" Alan interrupts. "Dark threw the ball on Vic's eye." Chosen answers. "Yikes." Alan replies. 

Alan grabs a cloth from behind his back (hehe why not :P) and gently rubbed his eye. "Ow, Alan! That is just making it worse!" Victim exclaimed. "Oops, sorry-" Alan says, putting the cloth back behind his back. "But thanks for caring... you never really care." Victim says, his tone kind of rude. 

"Well, if you really are in pain, see if Chosen's got healing powers, because hell, I don't, and complaining about my help isn't going to help either." Alan says, patting Victim's back. 

Victim looks at Chosen expectantly. Did Victim really believe what he had said. Well, it might be true actually. But Chosen just shrugged. 

Alan shrugged back. "Alright, I'll be animating, let me know when you guys are hungry!" Alan says, running off.

Alan went to Adobe animate. He looked at the blank white screen. Wait... blank?? But... he just left for a few minutes! Adobe animate can't be that cruel to not save his work so soon!

Unless...

Oh shoot. 

Alan looked around the Adobe animate. No one was there. The stick figure he drew couldn't possibly be alive! Besides... where would the other frames be? 

Alan's thoughts were cut off as he heard voices.

"The place I came from? It's sooo cool! You can draw anything on it!"

"Really!? Coool!"

"Show us!"

"Okay!"

Alan thought it might've been Victim and the others, but their voices were unfamiliar. 

Then an orange head came into Alan's view. 

"Shit." Alan muttered, as he recognized that color and shape.

Behind the orange stick, four other sticks followed him.

"WHAT?!?" Alan yelled on accident. Causing the five sticks to jerk their heads towards him. 

"Oh!?" A green colored stick figure says.

"Oh! That's... uhmm... my creator! I think..." The orange stick says.

"OH MY GOSH!! I DIDN'T EVEN ASK FOR YOU! WHO EVEN ARE YOU!?" Alan asks the orange stick.

"Huh!? You... what do you mean?! I... that's why I'm here right? Because of you? And... I'm... The Second Coming... What..!? I don't even know- but it's a long name." The Second Coming says.

"The Second Coming- Of what!?" Alan asks. 

"I..." Second starts, he must've been looking at something Alan couldn't see.

"I'm... The Chosen One's return?? Who is The Chosen One!?" The Second Coming asks. 

"What is going on?!" A yellow stick butts in.

"Don't ask me!" A blue stick answers.

"Who cares what's going on... look at this place!" A red stick says, running around Adobe animate.

"The Chosen One... Chosen?!?? Chosen's return!??" Alan exclaimed, looking at The Second Coming. 

"Yeah... that's what my file says-?" The Second Coming replies, a smile forming as he watched the four other sticks figures scampering on Adobe animate. 

"I know Chosen! In fact... he's not far... but before you see him... tell me who these four are?!?" Alan says, looking at the colorful stick figures that Alan had no idea of who they were. 

"Well... uhm... I found them when I searched up stick figures! I found a fighting stick figures website called Sticks Fight and pressed it, because it sounded cool! And boom! I found these guys!" The Second Coming says happily. 

"Well. Guess what? I don't approve of these guys... they're too much... I already own three... so..." Alan says, taking his cursor tool, and hovering it over the four colorful stick figures. Then, immediately an option bar opened up, showing options, Alan pressed 'select all' then pressed 'delete'. 

The Second Coming watched in disbelief as he just witnessed his friends disappearing before his very own eyes.

He then let out a loud scream. Running out Adobe animate. Alan followed after. "W-Wait!" Alan calls, trying to calm him down. 

The Second Coming suddenly grew furious. "THOSE ARE MY FRIENDS! GIVE THEM BACK!!!" He yelled so loudly, he wouldn't be surprised if his other sticks figures heard. 

The Second Coming immediately leaped towards Alan. His eyes furious. "WHY WOULD YOU KILL THEM! THEY DID NOTHING! YOU RUTHLESS STICK FIGURE!" 

Alan felt himself sweating. "W-Wait! What?!" 

"You ended my friends. Now I will end you." The Second Coming threatened, his form glitching out for a second. 

Alan saw that he was glitching into Chosen for only a brief second. Wait... Chosen?! Is Chosen mad at me too!?

The Second Coming began to lift his fist up. Then sent a powerful blow to Alan's face. Alan yelped. "H-Hey!" He exclaimed. 

The Second Coming ignored him, ready to send another punch. Alan grabbed his wrist. "W-Wait! You don't need to do this! I can get your friends back... j-just... don't hurt me!" Alan yelled, he hated the way he sounded. He must've sounded so pathetic to The Second Coming. 

The Second Coming paused. "Wait... really?" He asked. Alan nodded vigorously, then easily pushed Second off himself. 

"Yeah, take me to the website of Sticks fight. I'll bet you they're there once again." Alan says, staggering to his feet.

"Okay." The Second Coming agrees. But before they go, they hear a voice. 

"What was that all about!?" 

Alan turned around to see Victim, Chosen and Dark.

Dark had asked the question from the way he had said it, it sounded rather amused.

Alan shook his head. "Just some accident. Don't you guys dare think I'm a murderer!" Alan says quickly. 

Victim shook his head. "Yeah! And I'm named Victim." He says, his tone annoyed.

"I-" Alan started, but The Second Coming gasped.

"You're name is... Victim!??" He asks.

"YEAH! And can you guess who named me that?!" Victim asked, fake laughter in his tone.

"Who!?" The Second Coming asked. 

"HIM!" Victim yelled, pointing at Alan. 

The Second Coming gasped again.

"G-Guys! That was in the past! Before I knew he was sentient! Come on! We went over this!" Alan says.

To Alan's surprise, Chosen defended him. "Yeah! The past is over now. We can't do anything to change it! Maybe renaming you, but we already call you Vic." Chosen says to Victim.

Victim just grunts in reply.

"Well, I'm not surprised, he killed my friends! And he better revive them right now. Come on!" The Second Coming says, jerking Alan's arm towards the Google tab.