You Shouldn't Have Done That(A Ben Drowned Fan-fic)

Chater 28

-The End of the World-

Ben's P.O.V:
Jeff and I were greeted by two eternals and slaves under Zalgo's control. The slaves were just as ugly as the eternals. Their arms stretched to the ground. Their legs were longer than average. Their jaws stretched out like that of a horse. Their eyes had no pupils...just white. Just like that guy Gene Clock and Toby described that night we rescued Jeff. We didn't look at each other, our eyes were fixated on the hidious creatures in front of us. "Think we can take them?" He asked confidently. "You bet your ass we can!" I shouted equally as confident. We fist bumped and ran at them. I pulled my sword out, ready to attack.

Clock's P.O.V:
We walked around looking for eternals or slaves. It was quiet...too quiet. "Great. I bet everyone else is battling and we happen to get the side of town where nothing is going on." I growled. Jack rolled his eyes, throwing his hands behind his head. "Will you relax. Our time will come." I huffed and kicked a nearby rock, "this isn't any fun. I'm so boredddd. I just want to kill something already." He sighed, "will you calm down. Don't be so stupid. These will be our toughest opponents. It's not like chasing down a mortal in the middle of a park at night. You have to stay focused and on the alert. So stop complaining and do your job." I growled. Of all the people, why'd I have to get stuck with him? Such a bore. Just then, a group of civilians ran by, screaming their heads off. "Run away! Run away or you'll die too!" A man screamed at us. Terror was written on his face. We heard growling and loud crashes coming in the direction they were running from. "What do you know. Looks like you'll get the chance to fight after all." He deadpanned. I had already started sprinting toward the enemy sight. "W-wait!" He called out, "you can't just blindly run in, you'll get yourself killed!" He started jogging after me. "Come on Jackie-o, let's go kick some ass!" I hollered. I stopped and my jaw dropped. There were six eternals, all in one area, terrorizing this side of the city. He stopped behind me, seeing what I saw he let out a groan, "great. I totally wanted to fight all of these guys. I was unprepared for this." I rolled my eyes, "I take the three on the right!" I called out, going in for the kill. All I heard was him sigh, "of course she has to take on the biggest ones." Out of the corner of my eye, I see him run for the three on the left. "Now it's my turn to destroy."

Toby's POV:
"O-oh I hope the others are alright." My body twitched. "How-how'd I get stuck f-fighting alone. I don't even want to be involved in this-this mess." I ueard a distant roar and moaning. "Oh d-d-dear. Looks like trouble is gonna come faster than I h-had hoped." My body twitched as I reached for my axes. "Guess I'd better not hold back. I'd hate to know how my friends would r-react if I don't get back s-s-safel-y." An eternal and four slaves ran at me. "Here g-goes n-nothing." I said, reading for a full force attack.

Masky's POV:
"I hope everyone is ok!" I shouted over the moans of the slaves. "I bet they are just fine!" Hoodie shouted, pulling his knife out of a slaves head. "What about Gene and Slendy? What if they're already d-dead!" I gasped, dodging an attacking slave. "If they were, we'd already be slaves too." He growled, fighting off yet another slave. "But still! I'm nervous." I sniffed. "Don't be, we don't have time to worry about them, focus on what's going on around us first!" He shouted. I growled out in pain as a slave clawed my arm. I kicked it off, and shoved my knife through its heart. "But Hoodie-" he cut me off, "Masky, please trust me and worry about fighting these guys off first!" I sighed in defeat, "o-okay." He looked at me as he stabbed one of the slaves right through the eye, blood squirting all over him, "stay alive Masky, for me. If I turn around and find you dead I swear to god you will suffer." I smiled at him, but it wasn't seen through my mask. "I promise." I said, clashing two slave heads together.

Gene's P.O.V:
The battle seemed to be dragging on forever. We were locked in a stalemate with Zalgo. He managed to leave a nice deep cut in my arm, however his wounds had healed up rather rapidly. "This is going nowhere!" I shouted. "Gene. Shut up. You have to keep a level head, remember? If you don't, you won't be able to focus and you'll lose." I know he wanted to say die, but I don't think he could bare imagining my death. "Yes father." I sighed. My back still stung from the collision with the wall a good thirty minutes ago. Zalgo burst foreward, a ball of darkness in his hand once more, I used my magic to form a heavy vortex, with him inside. He screamed as debris tore him up, being trapped in the vortex. I created a feild around him, keeping him from temporarily using his magic. "Nice move Gene. I don't remember teaching you that..." my dad said. I grinned at him, "I found an old spell book in your library". He cackled, "that makes a little more sense." Our jaws dropped when he broke through the feild and vortex. "How the hell did he do that!?" I gasped as he barreled toward us. "This guy is really starting to piss me off!" My dad hollered, flying at him, tendrils clashing at each other in an intense battle for dominance.

Before I could even blink, my dad flung into a building, coming out the other side, and crashing through building after building. After building. After building. After building. I cringed as my dad finally fell into the last building. My fists balled up in anger. I was blind with rage. "YOU BASTARD!" I screamed charging at him. He reached down his throat, pulling out a long sword. I didn't even bother to process the scene or ponder over how he did that. Now I was the one who was pissed. My tendrils sprawled threateningly toward him. They clashed with his sword. I attacked him with all my might. I'd use one tendril to fight off his sword, while the rest warped around it, stabing through his body. Some missed, as he jumped back to dodge. My tendrils were moving too fast for the human eye to keep up with. Zalgo was barely keeping up, earning a few nicks here and there. "I'LL KILL YOU!" I screamed, just as a tendril pierced through his heart. He coughed up blood a toppled over. But I knew he wouldn't die. You can't kill an immortal of his status. Even if you took off his head. The bastard can't die. I wish he could. I'd love to see him suffer the same fate as everyone else. I glared down at him, my eyes flaming with hatred, I was about to grab the crystal on his back, when he quickly teleported away. He flashed behind me, and kicked me in the face as I spun around. I flew into a tractor trailer. I huffed in pain. Before I could react he had me by the throat. "You really are pathetic," he sneered, "just like your father." I gagged, and clawed his arm. "Now you are going to die. Right here. Right now. Just like the pathetic worm you really are." His arm reeled back, ready to rip through my chest and rip my heart out. I closed my eyes waiting for the horrible agony to commense. Instead, I hear him scream. I was able to breathe again. I openned my eyes to see Zalgo on the ground, my dad looming over him, his hand on Zalgo's throat. "No one, I repeat NO ONE, hurts my daughter and gets away with it. He was about to pierce through Zalgo's head. Just before the point of impact, Zalgo teleported again. "God I hate when he does that." He growled. "Same." I said, walking up behind him. "Are you alright?" He asked pulling me into a tight hug. "I am now." I said hugging back equally as tight, "but it's not over yet." He nodded understandingly. Zalgo laughter filled the streets. We looked up to see him standing on top of a building. We staired at him, angered by his putred presence.

I refuse to let him win this.