Jack's POV
I was killing any replica I could, trying not to harm any of my real friends. Though, for some, it was hard to distinguish.
Eventually, I thought that every replicas was killed, but I was very wrong.
I turned to face Mark, when I saw two of them fighting. One got knocked to the ground while the other lost his sword. They looked at me like I was supposed to decide who to kill.
"C'mon Jack, you know it's me, right?" One Mark asked.
"Don't listen to him! I'm Mark"
I couldn't decide who was Mark, so I just threw my knife at one of them, hoping the other was the real Mark.I immediately ran to the other Mark wit outstretched arms, ready for a hug. However, as I wrapped my arms around Mark's neck, he drove a knife through my abdomen. I choked and wheezed as Mark let go of me and let me fall to the ground so limply I could've resembled a rag doll. Jes sprinted over to me after coming out of some sort of trance and kneeled by my side. From a distance Peach littered Mark with bullets before he could run away for what he had done. Dark dragged himself over to me to comfort me in my last moments. He looked beat up worse than me and he seemed like he would bleed out if he didn't do something about it.
"Jes, you have to kill Magic. He is almost defeated, just find her weak spot" I managed to sputter out. She nodded her head and looked to Dark and Peach as if telling them that Magic was going to get the beating of her lifetime.
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Good and Evil
FantasyAfter a tragic event leaving Jack without a family or his best friend, he seeks to find answers. What will he find to be true about his past? What will end up being false? "With great power comes great responsibility" Not all the characters in this...