Part one in Hero's new storyline

Jacob: * He looked at the posters * -mind: Hero huh . . . I think I have met him before . . -

Issac: You have? You know where he is?

Jacob: I think I have met him . . Yes I have met him . . . last time we met was at a Lab but not here

Issac: Well, he...is missing. He said he was going on an adventure to another reality, and just vanished.

Jacob: Which one did he say he was going into?

Issac: He just said he was going into another one.

Jacob: How long ago was this?

Issac: A couple days ago.

Jacob: I can do a search over for him, what is his name?

Issac: Hero Clason Ishiki.

Jacob: Hero Clason Ishiki . . . aha! He seems to be in universe 2F-C4, oh . . . um the reason he hasn't come back is because he is in the backrooms . . .

Hero:*he stared at them*

Jacob: uhhhh . . . hi?

Hero:*he punched Jacob in the gut and threw him to the ground*
Issac: What the-
Hero:*he then grabbed Issac by the neck and slowly crushed it*

Jacob: * starts crawling backwards *

Hero:*he was about to Kill Jacob, when a shot of light hit him in the head, and he fell to the floor.*
Slone:*she looked around, and noticed the two* Official IO business, no trespassing. *she and an IO guard shot the two, and everything went black*

(To be continued...)

Jacob: to be continued? Come on,

Issac:Okay. *he searched for a reality named Apollo, and clicked on the only result* Okay, let's go.

Jacob: * follows *

Issac:*he entered the portal. And they arrived on a large island surrounded by water. There's seemed to be a shadow over them, and above them, was a large ship, bigger than the island itself. It seemed to be some sort of mother ship*

Jacob: what the hell?

Issac:I don't like this.

*what sounded like guns going off an explosions went off behind them*

Jacob: oh sh*t

Hero:*he looked battle-worn, and stood on a pile of corpses*

Jacob: what the

Hero:*he noticed them, and walked towards them*

Jacob: ummmmm

*the reality he was in changed quickly, and quickly, until it was impossible what it was. It then stopped on a reality with no serial code, just "Apollo".*

Jacob: oh sh*t

Issac: What is it? What's Apollo?

Jacob: Have you heard of Apollo 13 from universe 1A?

Issac: No.

Jacob: Or the sun God Apollo?

Issac: Nope. Shouldn't we go there?

Jacob: well if he didn`t come back andnthe ID of the universe changed, no

Issac: Well it hasn't changed in a minute, let's just go to his reality and get him back.

Jacob: fine

By one of the poles where he’s about to put a poster, there’s a- doll? An old one, by the looks of it

Issac: Uh-alright then- *he put up the poster, trying not to step on the doll*

It emits a noise, like a mechanical whirring

Issac:*he picked up the doll* You're creepin me out. Can you be creepy to someone else, please? I'm trying to find my friend.

She opens her green glassy eyes- “hello!”

Issac: *he jumped, dropping her* What in the red demon blood motherfu-

“Ow. . .” It cracks her arm

Issac:Oh, sorry. I was looking for a friend, you seen him? *he showed her the poster*

“Yes! I have! Why did you drop me?”

Issac: Because, dolls normally don't talk.

“Well normally they’re to wimpy to.”

Issac: Yeah, this place is reality 2846-J. The most unstable reality out of all of them, considering all the crap that went down here.

“Uuuuuuh- i don’t have anything like that memorized. . .”

Issac: Uh, I'll do a name search then. Reality with talking dolls.

There are MANY results

Issac: I feel lucky now. I have a reality taken over by demons, not dolls.

“Just because we’re alive doesnt mean we’ll take over!”

Issac:Yes, but where you're from, you aren't evil.

“Good point!”

Issac: Yeah, I'm big brain.

Issac:

“Ah, sorry to be impolite-“ she stands up and holds out her hand- “my name is Dukke!”
(Pronounced Doo-kay)

Issac: Alright, Dukke. *he squat down and shook her hand with his finger*

She shakes his hand- “now- can i help you find her friend?”

Issac: Sure. Last, he said he was going on an adventure to another reality, but he didn't tell me what.

“Well, dolls dont ever seem to talk here- i think I’m from that reality!”

Issac: Good, luckily, he left me a spare reality translocator.

“That’s great!”

Issac: What's your reality called?

“. . . Reality’s have names?”