Tainted Memories (Unfinished)

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Noone's POV

Chosen and Dark walked out of the hole that Second had created, in hopes of finding him in Alan's PC. Although Second was nowhere to be found, they found the chaos that Second had done to the desktop. It was a mess, programs ripped and beyond use, rubbles of the search bar and webs from the virus bot. They looked through the monitor where Alan was sitting in front of, he looked in shock and his eyes glimmered with sadness. They had to somehow talk to him. Chosen and Dark decided to look around, while trying to find ways to communicate with Alan.

After looking around for a while, Chosen had found the pencil from Alan's painting program as well as a small bit of the canvas. With sloppy handwriting, Chosen wrote 'What happened?' But Dark suddenly hit him on the head, "Stupid. He can't answer, he doesn't have a way to answer us." "Oh right. Sorry." Chosen smudged his writing and wrote another message. "Are you okay? Nod if yes, shake if no."

Alan nodded immediately after seeing his message. Chosen sighed in relief, "Okay, he's fine. Let's go find a way for Alan to speak to us." Chosen and Dark went searching again, trying to find out how to make Alan speak and summon his cursor again. After a while, they heard a noise in the rubble. It was faint but they both had heard it, Dark had immediately blown the rubble and was searching for survivors. Which there was, 4 stick figures with non-hollow heads stacked on top of eachother.

"Hey! Are you okay?" Dark was shaking one of the stick figures, who was red like him, but darker. They all seem to be waking up, with grunts of pain. "Ow, ow! D-Dude! Stop shaking me please! " The red one was the one to be fully awake, due to Dark shaking him. Dark let him go gently, earning a small 'Thank you' from the red one. "So..are you with the other one?" The yellow stick figure had sat down, with suspicion all over his face.

"Other one? Oh. The orange one?" Chosen was sure it was Second that the yellow one was talking about, and his suspicion was confirmed when he nodded. "No, that jerk beated me up and betrayed me." Dark said while crossing his arms, "Can you tell us what happened? We can't really communicate with Alan." The stick figure hesitates, but tells them anyways.

Yellow's POV

It's been about 5 months ever since the Second Coming was killed. As much as we want to deny it, we never saw him again after we all reseted. While it was nice of Alan trying to treat us nicely, we all still live in fear. "Hey Yellow? You okay?" A blue stick figure loomed over my head, "Your fight today seemed sloppy."

"Ah sorry to make you worry Blue. I was just thinking, how's Red? I think Green had hit him too hard.." Blue smiled, he's a great friend. Really, always worrying about others first. "Ahaha! Red's fine, he'll be up in no time." I smile in relief, allowing myself to sit up. "Let's get back in, you know how Red is when he's left alone for so long."

I offered Blue my hand, he accepted quickly. We both start walking back to our website until a loud rumble echoes throughout the PC. A strong vibration makes me lose my footing, I heard Green yelling inside the website. I tried standing back up but failed, the vibration holding me down to the ground. We both heard a noise coming from the computer, and it turns out Alan had come back from eating.

The face he makes doesn't help me at all, it seems like he saw a ghost. Speaking of ghosts..I slowly crawled out of the website to meet a familiar stick figure. He now had a dull orange colour, his hands covered in bandages and scars, his eyes emit a bright green colour. It was him, our old friend who we thought was dead.

I stared in shock, unable to move from either fear or excitement. Before I could do anything, Orange started attacking the PC. Alan was trying to fend him off, while I was trying to get Blue out of here. The browser shook, threatening to fall above us, I quickly regain my footing and dragged Blue out. I saw Green shielding Red, who's unconscious from the injury earlier today.

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