Results of A Rather Horrid Bet And Dispute [a Markiplier Fanfiction]

Scene 45 Final Battle Part 1

Markiplier POV

A familiar room appeared in front of us. We were completely surrounded by werecats. "Look away!" Said Enis "What? Why?" I asked. "Just do it!" said Enis. I think he had waited until the entire group had closed there eyes because it was a few minutes before I heard this horrible noise, a noise that made me force my eyes shut. Whatever Enis was doing, the werecats were not happy with him. It wasn't long at all before I heared Enis say "Y-you can open your eyes now." in a shaky voice that sounded like he was crying. When I opened my eyes, I heard Ally scream. The floor was covered in dead werecats that had their faces torn completely off. There was blood everywhere but not as much as there should have been. Enis was out in front of us standing with his back towards us. Ally walked up to him slowly. "Ally, get back over here!" I whispered. She stopped for a second shook her head, and continued.

Ally's POV

Mark may not have trusted him, but I knew that Enis was not dangerous. When I was right behind him, I could here soft whimpering. "Enis?" He turned around. He was covered in blood from the tops of his cheeks to his stomach. It was hard to tell whether his tears were blood, or just mixed with it. "What's wrong Enis?" He hit the floor on his knees. I kneeled down in front of him. "I haven't killed something in so long. He straightened up, his head turned and blurred away. I looked to my right and Enis was tearing the face off another werecat not a foot away from me. Mark rushed up and grabbed me up. "What? What's going on?" "That werecat almost killed you." He said with a curse word or two in between the first two words, and after the last one. "Enis knows to kill them because he hast to but we've got to do are part now." He yelled as he was running. I took one last look at Enis tearing through another crowd of werecats. Then I jumped out Mark's arms and let the wolf out.

Jon Tron's POV

When I caught the scent of three werewolves and a vampire, I knew I had to get out there and help them. Unfortunately they blew any easy way of me escaping. They replaced the old manacles with silver ones. I had to warn them that Wade was waiting for them with silver bullets, and some of the werecats were excellent shots. I tried yanking the chains out of the ground, but they wouldn't budge. One last thing had come to mind. I took a deep breath and then said "Florida."