Revenge Sometimes Isn't Enough. || AVA Alternative Universe

Oh, who is he?

The Chosen One's POV

I look up on the ceiling, my surroundings are blurring and I'm losing focus. Rare moments like these I'm able to have alone time and think by myself. Lately, me and Dark are spending less time together, he's always away doing something. Not that I'm complaining, but I can't help but think he's up to something. Hopefully it isn't the normal routine of raiding websites and games, I'm starting to get sick of seeing people suffer because of us.

I sighed and rubbed my face. I'm getting bored, I guess I'll meet up with Dark. I shuffled off my bed, stretching my legs and arms. The new place Dark got us isn't too shabby, it's abandoned but at least it's liveable. The walls are coloured light gray with dark spots staining the walls. I walked up to the door Dark was working in, ready to turn the knob until I heard someone talking with him.

I can't exactly hear who's talking to him, since there was a metal door blocking the sound, but he's got a slightly higher voice than Dark. As I was lost to my thoughts again, I heard crashing interrupt them. I immediately opened the door and saw Dark laying down on the floor, injured, with a similar looking figure punching him repeatedly. If it weren't for the situation, I would laugh.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing to Dark?!" My breath hitched when the figure turned their head towards me, I could finally get a good look at the figure. He looked just like me and Dark, just orange and shorter. The orange figure suddenly let go of Dark, making him grunt out of pain. I prepared to fight the figure, but he suddenly approached a machine and pressed a key.

"Wait, no!-" Dark was attempting to stop him, but the stickfigure had already flown off..somewhere. I'm still trying to process what's happening, until Dark stood up and walked towards the machine. I hold his shoulder, stopping him from walking. I needed answers. "Dark. Can you explain what is happening?" Dark looked at me, as if he's trying to make up a lie to cover up what he's been doing. I stared at him for a minute or so, until he sighed.

"Alright, fine. I met this stick figure, his name is The Second Coming or something. He came to me for a 'favor', apparently he's another creation of..Alan." My mind went racing, Alan? He meant Alan Becker? The man who had tortured, chained, tried to destroy him and Dark made another victim? Dark was rubbing his arm, his eyes couldn't meet my own.

"Yeah, I know. Alan still hasn't changed and Second persuaded me on helping him take revenge. I obviously agreed and we both made this virus bot to destroy Alan's PC, but I didn't really mean for more damage than that. He asked if he wanted me to join him and shut everything down. I refused, so he went on his own. Right now, as we speak, he's heading to Alan's PC. We need to stop him from doing much more damage."

I couldn't believe what was happening. First, Alan had created another one like us. Second, this guy is trying to delete practically everything. And I have to help Alan? As much as I didn't want to, it was necessary. So I took Dark's arm, "So, how do we get to Alan's PC?" Dark showed me outside of his balcony a map with IP addresses. I could see Alan's IP, but what does that mean? "Alright, follow me." Dark dragged me up above the air, leaving our shelter all alone.

A/N: Whew! I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter, hopefully I'll be able to update this. If you have feedback, feel free to comment! It's very appreciated. Chapter title from 'Who Is She' by I Monster.

Word Count: 608 Words