Fighting

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I scratched Sinister in the face with my newly painted nails, drawing blood. Take that, b****! I thought, assuming that whatever I thought projected onto Sinister and Innocent. Luckily, I was right. It did. Sinister looked outraged, while Innocent was looking amused, and was fighting off a smile.

I smirked.

Sinister growled and threw herself at me, but I dodged. Sinister fell flat on her face, then got up. Something I didn't think about before popped into my brain: How did someone win? And what happened if I lost?

Innocent smiled and said,"If you loose, you have to do what the person you chose to oppose wanted. And you win by killing the opposed." She then smiled sweetly, and I had a feeling something was wrong about this place... Well, I'd better ignore that, because when I looked away from Innocent, I realized Sinister was about to land a punch, with a smirk on her face.

I dodged, just in time. Sinister fell to the floor and yelled,"F*** YOU!" Wow. This part of my brain was violent. I guess I learned that from my teachers...

Back to the point! I had to kill Sinister! I had to think of a plan. Wincing, I remembered that my last plan had lead me here. Well, crap.

I decided to bait Sinister. I yelled,"Hey! Sissy-ter!"

"My name's SIN-IS-TER! GET IT RIGHT, YOU HALF-BAKED IDIOT!"

"Wow, you are rude. You must have been dropped on your head as a baby. Okay, then, Sissy-sis-ter, you're dumb!"

"SIN-IS-TER! GET IT RIGHT, YOU IMBECILE!"

"Just shut the f*** up!" I shouted, surprising myself. Maybe I was more like Sinister than I thought.

Sinister looked shocked, and I jumped at the chance to attack her. Jumping, I landed on her ankles. Falling to the floor, Sinister wailed. I felt kinda bad for her. Then I remembered she wasn't real. Pinning her down, I asked Innocent,"What happens if I kill her? And why didn't you help me?!"

She answered,"I did not help you because I do not fight. But I did help a little bit, casting helping potions on you." I gave her my WTF look.

She grinned, a little sheepishly. "Also," she said,"If you kill the version of yourself you challenged, that part of you disappears forever." She gave me a huge grin, and I shivered.

Then I thought: WTF I'm just walking out.

I looked and I saw a door at the end of the passageway. Nodding, I walked to the door. Both versions of me screamed and tried to stop me. But I just walked through the door.

And was hit by a very bright light that engulfed my very being.

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