The Inky World Of The Ink Machine

Chapter 28 - He will set us free

Alice

Everything is black.

I don't feel anything.

I don't feel emotions.

Neither physical touch.

I can't see anything.

I can't move.

I can't remember.

Who was I?

Who am I?

"(Inhals extremely) What the-...(coughs) what happened?"

"Let's get to safety, Susie."

I was on the floor, sitting on my legs. I turned around, raising my head. I was in front of my safehouse. Sammy stood in front of me, giving me his hand. I took it and stood up.

I looked at myself. I looked like myself. Not like Dead Angel. Speaking of which, what happened to her? I saw smoke everywhere on me.

"What-"

"I'm so glad you're ok.", said Sammy, cuddling me.

I hugged him. Did they broke the spell? Is Dead Angel...dead? That's the questions I asked him.

"We found a way to break it. Well, actually I heard it from a boy called Bartholomew, who heard it from Norman before he got the spell. You only have to kill the deadversions of you and then you are free. Your real selfs."

"Who do you mean by we?"

"Hey there, Alice.", greeted Henry.

"Henry? You're here too?"

"How does it look like? I'm glad Dead Angel didn't even noticed us sneaking behind her."

"Thank you for saving me."

"I-It's nothing. Really.", said Sammy.

I looked up at him. Sammy started to leak. The ink started to melt from him. I got scared, as well Henry. We didn't knew what to do. Sammy looked like he didn't care. Like nothing was happening to him.

"Why are you guys staring at-"

Sammy noticed his body melt, but he still wasn't in a panic.

"Wow. The ink gets off of me. I'm...I'm getting free from this prison. Finally!"

Sammy was right. After a few seconds, the ink melted, but it uncovered Sammy's body. He was actually being set free.

"Alice. Look at yourself.", told me Henry.

I did as he told me to. The ink melted from me as well. My hands showed up. I wasn't feeling any pain. Maybe that's why Sammy was so calm.

"Susie, your face. It isn't scratched anymore.", pointed Sammy at my face, telling me it.

I touched my face. It was like new. Henry took out a mirror from his jacket's pocket and gave it to me. I looked...perfect. I was me. Not her anymore. Those voices. They disappeared. The person I saw in the mirror was me. Susie Campbell.

"How is that even possible?", I asked.

"Because the Ink Demon's sister is here. She makes Typhon's powers sink."

"Who are you? Where are you?", asked Henry the voice.

"I'm right here.", said a child behind Henry.

"Hello fellows. I'm Uma. The daughter of Typhon."

"You are his daughter? But you look so different. You aren't out of smoke.", suggested Sammy.

"Let me explain. I was never alive. I was made from a spell Typhon knew. He with his beloved Lauren brought me to live. I only met my father Typhon, who hit his identity and called himself uncle George. I lived by a family called March. They were my cousins, but to keep my in safety they played along the game."

"So you are Uma Sebel.", I thought loud.

"Yes, Alice. Continuing, Lauren and Yvonne, my aunt, shared one body. They died earlier. Now they got reborn from the dark puddles. I was so happy to meet my mom."

"Why should we believe you? You are manipu-"

"I know, Sammy. But I changed thanks to my mom. She somehow destroys, everytime I visit her, a bit of the manipulating spell my father gave me. So you might not believe in every word I say, but you have to remember some of it."

"It ain't a must, Uma. But we can always give you a second chance. You could prove yourself."

"Are you serious, Henry!"

"Sammy. Calm down. What's wrong with that?"

"You want to give her a second chance after what she is?"

"Just because she's born from him, doesn't mean she's evil like him."

"You're talking like Drew, Henry."

"Stop it, Sammy. Calm down, honey. If you keep on getting on everybody's nerves, you might make yourself more foes then friends."

"(sigh) You're right Susie."

I noticed back then that Sammy wasn't in ink anymore. He wasn't an inkling anymore. He was free. Fully free. The same thing applied to me. Henry didn't melt, which was a good sign. He wasn't out of ink.

"Oh. Typhon is the bad monster who made the Ink Machine be like this. After Typhon made Uma with the help from Lauren, he setted himself free from the machine. The machine became good, but Typhon took all the evil with himself."

"So you want to tell us that..."

"Typhon was the one who made the machine evil. He was born with it already being an adult. It sounds crazy."

"It is. So, if Tom and Drew never built the machine, Typhon would never exist?"

"Yes, but it wasn't Mr. Connor's fault that the machine became evil. Neither Mr. Drew's. It was Mr. March who broke into the studio and changed some things in the machine. He managed to open a portal to set Typhon free. But instead of Typhon being actually free, he got reborn in the machine."

We were still. We stared at each other. Frederic March. This Master Dead Machine was the cause of all of it. And he broke so easily into the studio? How?

"Guys, I think we have to believe Uma. I think Lauren and Yvonne are actually breaking the spell from her."

"Finally, someone who knows what's good."

"We should make our way to Allison. We have to alarm her."

"Alright.", said Henry.

So we made our way to the Animation Alley. We heard Uma say one more sentence before she disappered.

"Be careful. Especially on Flynn. He is much stronger when he isn't a lost one."

"Shit."