Reality's Game Amnesia: Cry and Pewds' story.

Chapter 7

Admin: And we finally reach the next part! What happens to our heroes? Find out now.

As PewDie walked, he glanced at the person he used to consider his best friend.

Stephano had a straight golden face, everything about him being the shimmering color.

As they reached another hall, Stephano suddenly hit the back of his neck, knocking him unconscious.

When the Swede awoke, he groaned softly, looking around in a dazed manner. He was in a darkened room, so he was confused as to where he was.

He shook his head as he looked around, then heard someone.

"Hello, Friend." It came from a little speaker near the male.

"C-Cry...? Where are you, bro?"

"I have one thing to ask... Do you remember September?" Music began to play with it, one they knew well.

Remember September.

"Of course. Why would I forget? That's the day we met in person for the first time... The day...."

"The day you shot me down and tore my heart in two." The male finished.

"No, it wasn't like that. I just... I couldn't give up Marzia. We were just starting to date that time."

"Liar!!"

"I'm not lying! Cry! Please tell me where you are!"

"I'm not telling you, Friend! You hurt and betrayed me multiple times! You weren't even looking for me when I was panicking trying to find you! You were busy with your friends!!"

PewDie flinched and looked away. "I-I'm sorry..."

"Your apologies aren't going to work on me anymore."

The music played in the silence between them that grew from that, PewDie staring down.

Once the music ended, the Swede was left in silence.

"I'm so sorry, Cry..."

Even Jund wouldn't do that. Cry knew it. He wished he was in control of his actions. But the little part of him that he kept hidden from everyone was in control this time.

Mad... That part of him formed when he did SPC. The fucking game had driven him almost completely insane, but he managed to keep from losing himself completely. But since then, he had this little voice in his head, telling him to do things he didn't want to.

And now he lost control to it.

The Mad spoke toFelix, saying things he would never say himself. 'Shut up... Shut up, shut up, shut up....!'. He thought, trying to stop the voice that was speaking for him. 'I have never thought that! I would never say such a thing! Pewds! This isn't me!'

The one in control closed the small music box that he had been given by PewDie on the day they met, ending the song. He also shut off the Walkie Talkie that he held, even though no voice was heard on the other end anyway.

"Let's see if he'll come now, hmm, me?" The voice exactly like his said with an insane giggle.

He growled softly, only able to speak in his own head. 'He'll never believe you!! I know him, and he knows me! He'll help me break free from you, Mad!'

The other voice chuckled. "You wish he would~ But you know deep inside you want me to say those things. They're from deep in your heart."

'Shut up! I've never thought about him that way!'

"Stop lying to yourself. You know who you want and what you have to do to get it. You'll have to kill her and get his love~"

'No... I don't like him that way! I'm happy for him!'

The voice laughed. "You really think that?! I am YOU! I know your feelings for him!"

'SHUT UP, SIR!'

"Maybe I should put you back to sleep instead~ Then I'll give you control once I kill your beloved Felix~"

'You wouldn't....'

"Oh, I would~ And I am."

And with that, Cry fell into the darkness, unable to see, hear, or even react. His consciousness faded, and that left Mad in total control.

"Now it's time to play a game~"