Darkness Helps Me Hide It

Chapter 35: Fight

*Y/N POV*

I was back there again. The warehouse. The one I saw in my dream when I met my demon side. I looked around but nothing has changed.

Then right before me there he was. Or there I was. Whatever. My other side.

"What's up?" He tilted his head to the side.

"What's up? What's up is that I'm useless. I can't do it what so ever and Wilford is gonna have my head mourned on the wall!" I let out in frustration. "What if Dark doesn't come for me? I want to be able to find my own way out. I don't want to depend on him. If anything I just wanna kick Wilford's ass myself!" I paced back and forth now.

"I was going to suggest a few things to hwlp but seems to be working just fine." He let out casually.

"How can you be so calm about this? I thought you wanted to help." I walked right up to him.

"Who said I was calm? I'm never calm. Its just how I present myself." He slightly pushed me back.

"Then help me! I have this anger from all these years but I can't handle it!" I screamed out.

"Then don't!" He boomed his voice back at me. "You're not supposed to handle it. You think people who are able to handle it are feared? That's why they always warn you about the calm kid in class and never the loud one." He chuckled. "Just remember everything everyone has ever done to you. That anger never goes away until you let it out. This seems like the perfect time to do that. I know I felt that anger rise when Wilford talked to you last. Use that."

He put his hand on my shoulder lightly. We stood there for a moment and he smiled.

"Show him how much of a man you really are."

Poof. Everything was good. Now all I saw was darkness. Nothing around me what so ever. Though I knew I back to where Wilford had left me. Still chained up.

I know I wasn't fully awake yet, my body wasn't anyways. I couldn't move. I couldn't open my eyes or move anything.

It was some sort of coma state. I heard everything but it sounded like everyone was miles away. The screaming, the hitting, loud booms here and there. This wasn't good.

I had to do something. I needed to. Help them. Help them because they want to help me.

I felt a burning sensation. It grew from my chest to everywhere else. It felt like I was being burned alive.

My eyes shot open and I screamed out as loud as my lungs would let me. At the moment I was obvious to everyone around me.

The pain was terrible. Not only did it feel like I was being burned but I felt needles prickling everywhere. Uncomfortable feelings all around. I couldn't male it stop. I wanted it to stop..

As I screamed I guess I got everyone's attention and the fighting stopped momentarily. I looked around with now finally crystal clear vision. They were all beaten up.

Anti was down on one knee ready to throw what seemed to be a ball of...slime? He had a cut across his forehead and his clothes were torn a good amount too.

Bing and Google were side by side but they weren't in good shape either. I could clearly see Bing with a torn arm that exposed his wires. Google has twitching every other second. He seemed to have a slight shortage somewhere.

Dark. Dark was here too. Except he was under Wilford's foot. Wilford towered over him with a foot resting on Darks chest, holding him down on the ground not far from me. About five feet away.