The Inky World Of The Ink Machine

Chapter 27 - The monster in me

Dimitri

The devil speaks to me.

The golden ink speaks to me.

It wants to take control. Control over my body.

"Is something wrong, Dimitri?"

"Dimitri? Is everything alright?"

It haunts me a bit. I wasn't fully myself back then. I don't know why I'm a good target for almost everybody.

"Your curiosity is the problem. If you get to many information, you'll be a good target for everybody."

What a lie. I was the target. Uma spoke it through my mouth, but she meant me. I was always a good target here. Roxana knew more.

Besides, she knew the games. She knew those guys. And she wouldn't trust people and creatures, who are new to her, that quick. Why was I so stupid? Uma was using her powers against me.

"I don't think she's ready."

No. I won't let anyone control me anymore. But this devil. The real Golden Devil. He is trying to hold control.

"Dimitri?"

I turned around, my fists ready to fight.

"It's ok. It's me. Calm down.", told me Roxi.

I was deep in my thoughts. Why? What's wrong with me. I fell to the ground. Roxana caught me and gently layed me on the floor.

"Hey. Eveything will be fine until we're together. I can't promise you it, but I'll try my best."

I tightly cuddled her, whispering:

"Thank you. Thank you for staying for me...for being there for me."

"I love you, Dimitri. Why shouldn't I?"

"But I've done so much damage-"

"It was Uma who controlled you. Now it will be the ink that would want to get hold of you. I want to help you."

"How can I stop it?"

"You have to show it respect, as well you can't be a pushover."

"Who told you this?"

"My brother. Who else?"

"You're right."

A few minutes past and I was feeling better. I knew that (Y/N) went to Wilson. He/She found out where he was. Now (Y/N) wants to get one foe to talk. To get some information. He/She knew what could it cost if he/she would believe him too much.

I stood up, helping Roxana get up too. I should have been honest with her from the start. I could have stopped so much damage. Physical and psychological.

"Please, don't blame yourself.", said Roxana, laying her left hand on my right shoulder.

I grabbed her hand with my left hand, turned around and told her:

"I love you, too."

"I love you, Dimitri. ..."

She started to get red on her face. She was so cute. As I wanted to touch her, everything went black and I heard only a voice. The Devil's voice.

"Rjsnrs7pwkshdhehGS*#_-×£*$ ,sisykzmhdir85H£5×4× Jtw8FdhI58585w5"

I could never understand him. I heard him, but those messages weren't understandable. They didn't sound english. Neither any other language I suppose.

"^÷=&-*%-'z,-__#*_#_(a5iajf6¥/*#(_÷(/Ke6psktskg¥/¥*5+£÷kt^_×"

Still nothing. Not only were they getting louder, which made my brain hurt, but also they sounded more like creaks, than words.