An Inkwell's Stain //BATDR Fanfiction\\ [Female Reader]

Chapter Sixty-Seven [What He Really Is]

'What do I do?' you cried quietly, staring at your mutated arm. You hand still glowed with a strange spiral, so you knew your abilities would still work, but... 'Calm down...' you tell yourself. Breathe. You slow your breathing's pace slowly and close your eyes, clenching your Gent Pipe in your right hand.

'Bendy?' you called, hoping he would respond. 'Bendy, please...' Walking slowly over to the lab entrance, you found that Wilson had locked it behind you. 'Oh Bendy...' Your hand trailed along the sliding door, but it didn't budge. A long and sad sigh escaped your lips as you furrowed your brow. What now? You looked around, looking for a way out. A strange door came into view, and you rushed to it, only to slow down after your stomach warned of another spew. 

Your stomach churned and it felt very uncomfortable, but you needed to keep moving. Now that Wilson's gone... who knows what the Keepers would do if they found you there. A long and dark hall spiralled down before you, uneven and messily done. Wherever this led, it wasn't for most to see. You walked slowly with your Gent Pipe up to protect you, and your eyes were narrowed into slits as you looked at the walls untrustingly. Anything could happen at this point. 

As you descended a humming and churning sound of gears and steam started to make itself known, and you wondered what huge monstrosity of a machine you would find down here. It got louder to the point where it was rather annoying. You opened the door at the end of the long hall and found a large expanse before you.

Wait. This is the Machine. 'Woah...' you spoke aloud, staring up at the ginormous contraption before you. A large pipe protruded out of it, which would flow ink into a pool on the floor. 

You were birthed from the darkest shadows... Y/N. Birthed down here... a place you don't belong.

The Dark Puddles chimed in again, and you groaned at the dull headache they brought. 

It's time to ask the question... the question...

'What question?' you asked with an annoyed tone. They didn't reply. Are you serious? 'Fine, don't answer me.' As you said this, a lever control panel slowly arose from the ground, and you stepped back, surprised. 'Oh... okay?' You rest your mutated left hand on the lever, and tug toward you, a squeaking creak echoing in the room as you brought it down. The whirring got louder, and an alarm sounded as - you presumed - the Ink Machine turned on.

The lever went back into the ground and the flap closed behind it. The four towers surrounding you lit up and your arm started to hurt. Oh no. The glow in your hand dissipated and you knew your powers would be worthless right now. Suddenly, a large anchor erupted from the stench of the puddles and flew at you. You narrowly dodged the flying object as it dove to the ground and destroyed a few floorboards with a loud crack.

You fell to the ground with the shake and rumbling of something gigantic moving below. While you fell, you clutched the pipe in your hand tightly and scrambled as far away from the sharp object as you could. The chain attached tugged on it, but it didn't budge. Something started to rise from the ink, and you saw something much more horrific than what you had seen before. 

Wilson, now mutated into his creation, had transformed into a crab-like monstrosity. He roared with rage as he stared you down, grabbing his anchor and ripping it out of the ground. Strange veins were all over the creature, pulsing with the strange colourful ink. It made you want to gag, but you had more pressing matters to attend to.

He brought his anchor above his head and swung it at you again, missing you and hitting open the control box for the signal towers. An idea struck your mind. If I disable these towers, perhaps I could...

You get up off the floor while Wilson still struggles with his anchor as he tries to pull it out. A sparking catches your eye, and you notice a wiring cable is ripped apart, perfect for you to use to power your "conductor". You dash over to it and shove your pipe inside, feeling a tingly sensation in your fingers as you pull it out. Wilson yanks out the anchor finally and grabbed loose debris from the floor, throwing it at you. 

Miraculously, you were able to dodge your way around the bricks and pieces of wood to get over to the now-exposed control panel. You shove you pipe inside and pull the lever up, disabling the first tower. Now I just gotta keep this up for the rest of these...

Wilson roared and charged at you suddenly, and you yelp and run to get out of the way, he hit the second tower and the power to it shuts off completely. He seems unaware of how he helped you as he grabs out his anchor to throw at you again. You run toward the third control panel and stand your ground, smiling with amusement at him. This angers the creature and Wilson throws his anchor at you, and you doge out of the way without a scratch. His anger stabbed into the door of the control panel and ripped it out once he brought his weapon back. 

You felt your hand become less numb, as two towers were done already. A faint glow started to resonate. 'Come on...' you said quietly as you headed over to the loose wire cable.

The charade continued, he would attack, you would dodge, and you would use his attempts of killing you against him. He would grow more and more furious. You planted your pipe into the third tower's control panel and flipped the switch. There was only one remaining. Heading over to it, Wilson decided to charge at you. You only just got out of the way from how fast he moved at you. You hit the ground with a thud and the room went dark as the final signal tower's light got diminished by the monstrosity of a man.

You rolled onto your back and stared up, only to find Wilson staring back at you. You screamed and tried to crawl away, but he slammed one of his spider-like legs into your left leg, snapping the bone inside. You opened your mouth, agape. Nothing came out. Your leg hurt way too much. Tears sprawled down your face as the monster slowly grabbed you off the floor with its mutated hands.

You felt the ink starting to replace the muscles in your leg already, but your skin hadn't broken. Only the inside was injured. So, you stared intensely at the beast as it stared back, pain welling in your leg as your muscles disintegrated. He roared into your face, your hair flicking up slightly from his filthy breath. You closed your eyes and waited for your demise. 

A surprised whistle behind you made your eyes shoot open, and you turned you head to see Bendy staring at what was happening in horror. 'Bendy!' you cried out, staring down at the small imp as fat tears rolled down his face. His smile was replaced by an enraged grimace. He gripped his hands tightly in a clutched fist as his horns began to grow in size. His legs got thicker and bonier, while his spine's bones started to spike out at odd angles. 

His face got consumed by ink as his teeth separated into smaller, human-like morsels. While he was smaller in size compared to Wilson, that didn't stop him from immediately charging at him. Wilson dropped you to the ground, and you hit your back hard against the soft and moldy floorboards. Bendy jumped onto Wilson's chest and crawled his way up to his face, snarling with flicks of slobber falling from his mouth.

The Ink Demon clawed at Wilson's face, and he thundered with rage and pain. Eventually, the ink creature sank his strange teeth into Wilson's neck, and the monster stopped crying out. He fell to the ground, and Bendy tumbled with him. He ripped out a chunk of his neck and Wilson perished in seconds.

'Be...Bendy...' you say quietly, grabbing hold of your broken leg in pain. Bendy dragged away the body of the humongous creature into the mass of ink on the floor, and your vision started to blur from exhaustion. You closed your eyes, and you felt the back of your head hit against the floorboard.