Warning- violence, I guess.
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Another dead end.
That makes five dead ends and zero encounters.
"UGH! This is getting NOWHERE! I need some damn tea- I can't take so much bullshit!"
Dark snorted, "oh really? That's rich, because I had to deal with your bullshit for most of my life." He mumbled half to himself.
"WHAT!? Mind REPEATING yourself, LOVE? Because all I hear coming out of your mouth is utter fuckery!"
Wilford snorted, but quickly covered his mouth.
"What are YOU laughing at, William!? Something funny, pinky!?"
Wilford visibly flinched.
Anti groaned, "can we PLEASE just get going?! The sooner we leave the better! WE DON'T WANT TO BE AROUND YOU EITHER, ASSHOLE!"
Mark snarled, "you're lucky I'm nice, otherwise you'd be dead for being such a smartass." "Oh, really now? I think that's your narcissism talking, because I don't see a single good person for miles around!" "You're saying that you and your friends aren't good people either, dumbass!" "We aren't! Just because we're better people than YOU and you KNOW IT doesn't mean anything! That's not a hard feat, after all!"
"You don't know a damned thing! Your just biased because of what these idiots told you!"
"I'M biased?! When the outside parties say that your overly aggressive, that SAYS something!"
"OVERLY AGGRESSIVE?! WHAT A FUCKING HYPOCRITE!" Mark shoved Anti, pushing him against the corn wall. "THOSE BITCHES DESERVED ALL THE PAIN IN THE WORLD AND THEN SOME! - HELL, THEY STILL DO! AND I'll ENJOY EVERY SECOND OF THEIR KARMA!"
Anti snapped, punching Mark in the jaw, sending him back a foot, "They. Did. N̴O̷T̸H̷I̶N̵G̵!̴! The ONLY one that D̷̝̻͌E̴̡͌S̶̡͈͑E̴̫̥͛̈́R̶̠̣̂̾V̷̧̔Ė̷̲̭S̴̫͌̐ ̷͇̅̾T̵̳̄H̴͚̼͛A̸̲̍T̵̡͍͊̋ ̸̻͇̊̿M̸̝͠Ǘ̸͔̕Ć̷̟͗Ḧ̸̢ ̶̟̈́P̵͓̌A̴̝͛Ī̶̞̻͝N̵͉̬̓ ̵̭̞̋Ḯ̷͇͍̌Ș̶̰̓̑ ̵̰̞̑͠Ẏ̶̝̐O̶̡̗̓̕Ŭ̷̺̪̄!̴̟̏!!"
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Mark slowly looked back to the glitch, his eyes a blazing red.
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He cracked his neck, not breaking eye contact.
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"You'll regret that."
Anti crashed straight through the walls of the corn-maze, landing... OUTSIDE the damn thing?!
"Huh, that worked out better than I thought."
Mark walked over to Anti and picked him up by the collar. "MARK!!! PUT HIM THE FUCK DOWN!" Dark came running after them.
Click. "You really shouldn't have done that."
Mark felt the air warp and shift next to him, cold metal being pressed to his ear suddenly.
"Wilford Warfstache don't take no shit from nobody! Especially when it comes to my friends..."
Mark froze.
He wanted to back down, he really did.
But he wouldn't.
"Heheheheheehehhehheh!"
"WIL! GET AWAY, DAMMIT!" Anti tried to push Wilford out of the way.
But he was too late.
The gun was sent flying.
Wilford reeled back, coughing after being kneed in the stomach.
But Mark wasn't done with his old friend.
He threw Anti towards Dark, sending Dark stumbling back a few feet. "WIL! GET OUT OF THERE!"
Wilford was knocked in the jaw; a sharp crack could be heard.
He fell onto his knees, a white aura slowly wrapping around him like a blanket. It burned his skin, but left no marks, taking his powers away.
"Sorry, old friends... Anti... It seems I did something wrong again, huh?"
He smiled, a moment of sanity leaking through.
He knew what would come next...
Anti tried to glitch to him but was too weak from being thrown around.
Dark teleported over, Wilford was just out of reach.
Just a little further...
It was useless.
Dark was blown back by a powerful aura; he looked up to see Mark... No... Actor smirking at him. "This is perfect, actually! I can give you another little push. Mold you into a perfect little villain."
"No! Actor! Stop, listen! The audience LOVES Wilford- the, the viewers! They-"
BANG!
Wilford had somehow gotten his gun back.
Mark scowled, looking down at Wilford with distaste.
"..."
"You're... Right. Absolutely right."
"Yeah! Now, just let Wil go-"
"I won't kill any of you just yet. No, no, no. You don't hate me enough."
"What?"
"I need you... To be able to cast anyone and anything aside to get to me."
"...Mark? Mark, please... Wake up..."
Dark had a bad feeling.
Unfortunately, it was warranted.
"Yes... Yes, I think I know EXACTLY what I'm going to do."
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I'm So Sorry
FanfictionDark has many secrets about his past. But when things go south, and he's coerced into something unexpected- his past comes back to haunt him, as it always does. Can Dark save everyone from the ghosts of his past? Can he even save himself? It seems e...
