Stand up(intruloceit)

Deimos

Logan's POV

I sigh. Was it right to run away? Maybe..

But there's no time to think about morals at the moment. If the others are so keen on fighting about me without me in the conversation than fine. I'll just not be there. I suppose that puts me right back where all this started.

I look around the room. The black walls with dark orange baseboards match well enough, but not too well. Chains hang from the ceiling. They lead to the corner, trapping a side covered by shadows. "Your room looks like a halloween store."

"Oh shut up Logic. Why are you here? Come to taunt me? I heard about you and the other darksides. I don't know what your plan is, but it doesn't have to involve me." The shadowed figure says.

"D, it's not part of a plan. It's just love."

Deimos snickers. "Right, because Logic is capable of love."

Why is he always like this? "You know your powers will have no effect on me. So don't even try."

"It was worth a shot Logic."

I sigh. "Why do you insist on calling me only by my title? I don't call you 'Dread'"

"You always can. Now can you just explain why you're here?"

Is this really a good idea? I'm too deep in at this point. "I want help."

He laughs. "My help?! The mighty Logic needs my help!"

"Shut up, someone will hear you. Look, just use your powers to make them all focus their attention onto Thomas' next audition. Pull up everything you know about bombed aduitions. Every memory of Thomas not getting the part. Just anything to make them forget this issue."

Deimos smirks. "Gladly, but I can't possibly do this all locked up in these pesky chains now can I?"

"Okay fine. I'll let you out. But after this you're going right back in here and you'll never speak of this conversation."

"Why of course, dear brother."

Welp. It's been a while. Sorry it's so short but I hope this new character was worth it