Beneath the Ice: An Among Us Fanfiction

Chapter Twenty-One: Metamorph

Dax was so sure that nothing else could have annoyed him more than his own insufferable sibling, but apparently he was wrong; there was something more aggravating. His own host.

Forte would not shut up, straining against Dax in their private mindspace, asking questions like how are we fighting with our minds, how is it that you got those tentacles to grow out of my back, could you get rid of the mouth on my stomach, et cetera, et cetera, ET CETERA!

Is this your plan on how to stop me? Dax finally roared. Annoy me to death? If you haven't noticed, I am a bit busy right now, dealing with your little half-breed friend. So, can you SHUT UP?!

Forte's form in the mindspace rolled his eyes. "As a matter of fact, no, I will not shut up. Why should I? You're invading my mind. Admittedly I didn't expect my mind to be this, but it is what it is. In any case, you made me kill my friends, once you win this battle you will kill the commander as well, and then you'll take revenge on the rest of the crew."

Dax growled as the half-breed's mind writhed and struggled. Although its brilliance wasn't any less than that of a full-blooded host, it was utterly lacking in control. Tal's mind was trying to help, but Dax always had a knack for fighting multiple enemies at once. So what? You'll still be alive.

"Because I am you!" Forte yelled. "If I wasn't, I bet that you would toss me aside just as easily as you did to Werserk-or-whatever-their-name-was to get your personal revenge! You don't care what happens to us! You never did! So stop pretending that you're getting revenge for me if the reason why all this happened was because of YOU!"

I could toss you aside at any time! I'm still here because you are an ideal host for me! I'd settle for a less-than-ideal host now that I know what you're like!

In the mindspace, Forte came right up to Dax's face. "Yeah, and then what? You'd die because guess what? There's no one else here for you to be able to take over in enough time to defend yourself! Commander Harrison will get you! Tal would probably stab you with a tentacle and then what? You'd be dead!"

The petty bickering was grating on Dax's sanity. With a final roar of anger, Dax took complete control over Forte's body, wresting the last of control out from Forte's hands and letting him stand by uselessly as Dax diverted all of his effort into attacking the half-breed.

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Wake up.

...

You must wake up.

... ...

Yes, it hurts. I know. I also know that you're still healing, but you must wake up.

... ... Why...?

Because right now, you're as safe as a prisoner in a cell. Open your eyes and help me. Please.

... ... ...

I know that you're scared that I'll hurt the few remaining people you care about. I know that you don't want to ever hurt anyone, for that matter. I know you still don't trust me. I don't know if I have ever had a host who did.

...

The crewpostor—Clasher, I think was his name—needs our help. Dax took over Forte's mind and is pummeling Altera's child. I need you to be able to protect him. I can't do everything on my own.

... Remember last time?

It won't be like that. I swear. But both of us need to be in sync in order to help.