"You know what mess you've gotten yourself into." Michael stood there with a serious look on his face. Henry didn't believe he was in this position currently, being talked down by one of William's children. William – who was now possessing Henry – couldn't believe it either. "You are listening to my father? What kind of fucking mindset are you in?"
Henry gulped nervously as he started to twirl his thumbs around. "I- I didn't agree to it, Michael..." he whispered with sweat pouring more down his forehead. He didn't know how to lie that well. Never really had. "He forced me- me to... I'm sorry..."
"I can't believe you. You know I can't. Something with your story is completely fucking off, Henry." Michael stepped forward. "You're working for my father once again. You are obsessed with him and his plan. Is this because you want Charlie back? At this rate, she'd hate you."
Emily winced at his words. Sure, words aren't physically hurt you, but it felt like those words were a dagger digging right into Henry's heart. William scoffed at this. "Don't tell me you are taking this like a coward?" His voice always managed to hurt Henry's head. "Such a weak man you've come to, Henry."
Michael stepped forward once more. Henry backed away all panicked. He didn't know what to do in this situation. He never knew what to do in these types of situations. He was in trouble. He knew he was. Henry lied to his own kids. There was nothing he could do now. He knew he was going to die.
"You've lied straight to my face and Elliot's. You've lied straight to everybody's face. At this point, are you who you say you are? I am disappointed in you, Henry, and that is saying something because I've always looked up to you." Michael stopped advancing towards Henry and backed off. "You might as well rot away in here with him."
"Wait- wait, no..." Henry started to sweat even more. "No... no, Michael, don't leave- leave me in here with him..." He was begging at this point, but Michael wasn't listening to him. All he did was give him the side eye and close the door, locking it.
Emily looked at the Scraptrap animatronic and heard William's laugh in his head.
"Welcome to my hell, Emily."
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TerrorA rewrite of a fanfiction with the same name from 2019. Two siblings - Michael and Elliot Afton - have their disagreements on a few things and one of them seems to be the ending of the Afton legacy. Michael wants to end it through fire but Elliot is...
