Warrior's PoV
I stared in fear as he screamed.
"YOU WHAT?!" he yelled. The floor shook a little. I fell down.
"I CHOSE YOU TO COME UP AND SING WITH ME. I- I TAUGHT YOU HOW TO SING!!! AND THEN... YOU BETRAY ME?! I WAS JUST STARTING TO THINK WE COULD BE FRIENDS!!"
"Wha-? I- I didn't do any-"
"SHUT UP!"
He took a breath.
"ENOUGH!! THEY'VE TAKEN ALL I EVER HAD!! I'VE BEEN DOOMED INTO AN ENDLESS CYCLE OF RUNNING AND HIDING FROM THINGS I CANNOT CONTROL!! CURSE YOU. CURSE YOU AND THE FILTH THAT BROUGHT YOU INTO THIS WORLD!!"
I couldn't manage anything except, ''Baboop... peebo?"
Then I passed out.
I was in a black void. A shadow walked up to me.
"Let me. I can match his strength."
"No... you'll kill him!"
"He is gonna kill you if you don't let me fight him. Choose between your life or his."
I growled.
"Both. But first, we gotta decide on some looks for you."
"Black and white colors. Black jeans, dark gray under shirt, light grey top shirt, white hair, black highlight. I've been waiting for this day a long time."
I sighed and allowed her to come out. I woke up and started crying and puking black stuff, which then took Midnight's form. I was barely awake through the battle. The song was crazy fast, but Midnight won.
"You... You win..." He said before collapsing. Midnight faded and my strength came back. I ran over to him and checked his pulse.
"Holy woah, it's so fast... And his body temp, is that even OK for him??"
I ran backstage and grabbed a bottle of ice water, ran back to him, and splashed it on his face.
"UPDY- Oh, just you. Mess off."
I knelt next to him. "Was it something I said?"
He sdlapped my hand away. " 'I do things for the greater good.' Happy?"
"Wait, I don't understa-"
He picked me up and plopped me on the ground. Three times now I have fallen on my rear end.
"That hurts, damn it!"
He loomed over me, and in a deep, intimidating voice, said to me, "Tell Updyke that he can f*** himself, manipulating an innocent girl to do his bidding."
I stood up. "I'm 18! I'm not little!"
He rolled his eyes and walked off the stage. A crowd of angry Whitty fans glared at me.
"057?"
"Yes?"
"What's the fastest way to get the hell out of here?!"
She bolted off and motioned for us to follow her. We escaped, and I nearly cried my face off.
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~ ' . The Girl With The Pink Hair - OC x Whitty . ' ~
Fanfictiona LOT of this inspo came from @SyameiseDaFurry's Why Does She Care, so any and all parts that are related in any way shape or form will have her name on it.
