The Darkest of Nights

The Darkest Night

(This chapter is more of a vent thing than anything else but eH I might make a good ending :> also this chapter inquired mentions of a multiverse{aka one of my AU's} if you do not like this and it unsettles you in any way do not read also in case someone doesn't understand why this could unsettle someone is the fact there could be another them walking around and that their best friends could be the reason why they die in their universe but not theirs)(oh yes something I should have said first I just love Lemon Demon music he won't be included(the fnf LD sorryyy, but there will be descriptive gore and violence :>)

~'No one's POV'~

       Skid was feeling better after Lila took him to the hospital, but Pump couldn't go he couldn't go anywhere not with all the missing person posters everywhere. He decided it would be interesting to go back to the fence. While Pump was walking back, he felt uneasy very quickly.

      Pump walked over to the fence and saw something out of the corner of his eye. An entire part of the fence was ripped apart and what remained was strewn across the grass. There was humming coming from the fence now and whatever tried to get through had been hurt by the fence the trees behind the fence were in disastrous shape.

      Pump decided he wanted to have a look at the other side of the fence, so he made his way through the torn fence. Surprisingly it seemed peaceful he decided to tread lightly and look down as he walked. Somewhere to his left he heard a twig snap he turned his head and to his surprise he saw, Skid? "Skid! Wha-what are you doing here?" He felt the strength in his body being depleted as Skid walked towards him.

      "Fresh food?" Pump heard a voice behind him, and he felt weaker than before. Pump turned quickly and tried to run away. Whatever was over there surely couldn't be Skid... right? Pump was so lost in trying to tell himself that wasn't Skid he ran into the fence and felt pain surge through himself, and he backed away. He could hardly see, and his head was pounding. 

      Pump kept trying to go to where the rip in the fence was. Everything was blurry and Pump had to slow to a walk and stand close to the fence to try to find the tear. He felt something clap around his foot. "Where are ya' going Pump? Don't you want me to answer your question?" Pump turned around and saw a purple blurry figure walk towards him slowly shifting to a form that closely resembled Skid.

    "No! You're not S-Skid! You can't fool me anymore!" Pump gasped out a holler. 

    "If you're hoping to get him back don't even think about it. I will say he was delicious though!" This thing what was it where did it come from. "Actually, I think my Pump would find you much more delicious than I would I hate the fat." It practically spoke in a monotone voice.

    If Pump was honest though he should probably lay off the candy a bit, but Skid never seemed bothered by it. "Wh-what is th-that supposed to mean?" Pump's expression was horrified contorted in a painful way. Thats when he noticed another shape behind it. Pump's vision finally cleared a bit behind "Skid" was a dark purple figure with a small amount of orange around its left eye. Its right eye was pure black minus a magenta heart in the center, and he looked like he didn't want to be here. Its pumpkin head had purple horns that matched the rest of his body along with a long silken fluffy tail that was tucked in between his legs like a scared dog.

    "Th-theres two of you?" Skid had ignored Pumps question from before, so he asked another one.

    "Yes," "Skid" grinned as he pushed the pumpkin creature which highly resembled Pump towards him. Then that thing shifted to its purple form again small wings, snout, one eye contained a sword for a pupil the other contained a broken heart. It also had a long fluffy tail that curled in a happy motion.

    "I'm sorry," the pumpkin one ran at him and clamped sharp teeth down onto Pumps arm, blood seeped through his clothes, and he saw the pumpkin thing crying as he did this. Pump screamed in agony. The thing didn't look like it could handle what it was doing and let go. Pump looked at his arm the blood was dripping down his arm onto his hand down on the grass. But the thing that hurt him was attacking the other tearing its wing ripping off its skin to reveal muscle and bone before spitting out what he took. But to its loss the other one pinned him down and was peeling his skin from his side.

   "Run!" it choked out as this other thing grabbed his throat and started to dig its claws inside of it making it hard for them to breathe. Pump did as he was told and ran, he ran faster than he ever had before and as soon as he crossed the fence, he felt weak once more and fainted.

~'A horrific 3 months later also Lila's POV'~ 

    My son is dead, and his friend is in a coma I don't know what to do! I'm worried sick poor kid had burns all over his body and not to mention the large bite mark in his arm maybe the power outage near the park let the wolves out of the forest. I'm driving to the hospital to check on him and make sure he's not dead I found an empty parking space near the back. A lot of people have been found half dead near the same fence line I found Beverly's friend. Something feels off about all this. I walked into the hospital and checked myself in for visiting hours, "Room 134 ma'am" the nurse behind the desk spoke so cheerily. I'll never understand how people can be so happy when they work in a hospital.

     I walked into the room, and he was awake! This was amazing he looked terribly pale though. "Hey how are you? I found you at the fence line and well Skid's disappeared." I spoke as softly as I could to the traumatized child.

   "I know where he went but I don't like it," Pump's voice was quiet and he seemed far shyer than I remember. 

    "Hm? Where did he go, I'm sorry if this is touchy but he's my son I have to know did the wolves get him too?" I felt a spark of hope maybe he was alive, and I could get my son back and he's just been hiding for 3 months!

     "He's been eaten, and I don't know anything about a wolf if you think that's what did this to me, you're terribly wrong. I don't know what they were, but one tried to force the other to eat me but the other one fought back." Pump spoke quickly as if he wanted to get this over with. 

     The spark of hope was gone, and he couldn't seem to remember a thing. Maybe the multidimensional theory was right and that's how we have demons that seem to disappear behind corners every day. Who knows.

(om nom be upsetti spaghetti that Pump shall now suffer PTSD and no one will believe him about the incident :>)