I don't know why but I had 'Like a Prayer' choir version from the Deadpool Wolverine stuck in my head writing this chapter. Enjoy.
Damien came to the edge of the wall of blowing snow. It was thick and clean as if it were trying to keep something inside.
He moved his hand into it, feeling the snow like millions of tiny soft bullets on his skin.
The piece of Anti's soul inside of him cried out.
The rest of him was past this wall.
Damien took a deep breathe before sinking in.
He had to stop Actor whatever it took.
He owed Anti this and so much more.
When he couldn't feel the cold snow anymore, Damien opened his eyes.
They were in the eye of the storm.
Anti was in the middle of the frozen lake on his hands and knees crying, head down.
Actor wasn't there yet which he found odd but Damien wasn't about to ask questions.
"ANTI!"
He belted into a run towards him.
He was almost there.
He could hear Anti's sobbing. How pained he felt.
"ANTI! ANTI, I'M HERE! I HAVE THE REST OF YOUR SOUL! I'M GONNA FIX YOU!"
He was so close.
Until something stopped him.
Damien could all of a sudden just feel PAIN.
He had stopped running, coming to an abrupt halt.
Looking down, he found the source.
A hand sticking out of his stomach.
Damien coughed out some blood and fell onto the ice as the hand was removed.
"You never do learn, do you, Damien?"
Damien knew that voice.
Actor.
Damien held his stomach or whatever was left of it.
"You're even more dramatic than me sometimes." Actor rolled his eyes, "But it had to be done, you know? I can't have you just ruining everything like last time, too"
Damien didn't listen to him.
He fell to the ground, his knees hitting the hard, freezing ice.
He reached his hand out and tried to crawl towards Anti.
Anti seemed to be in his own headspace, unaware of what was happening around that part of his soul in the middle of the lake.
Actor rolled his eyes, "Crawling? Really? You think you'll actually make it to him? How pathetic." Actor walked in front of Damien and kicked him in the face.
Damien grunted, pressing his face on the ice, making his face slightly stick to it from all the blood.
"You always were pathetic, Damien." Actor drawled on, "Even before I was fucking your sister, you were just a sad excuse of a man. So easy to manipulate. To ruin . . . How you became mayor, I'll never fucking know"
Damien could hardly breathe.
He saw Actor slowly make his way towards Anti, "It's a shame, really. I would have let Anti's soul live if he hadn't corrupted her. It wasn't my spell that went wrong, it was HIM" He deluded himself, "Poor Anti . . . I would have liked at least to have experienced what it'd be like to fuck BOTH of you but I'll have to settle for just Celine. . . the new quiet, docile and obedient Celine"
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Trauma Virus
FanficDark has always treated Anti like crap. He's bullied him, harassed him and so much more and no one else knows about it. What happens when one day, it all goes too far? Don't repost, steal, plagiarize