Let Darkness Deceive You ~ Darkiplier x Reader Sequal

Four

Today was going to be a very special day.

It was early morning judging by the lack of light in the sky. There was no point in trying to get to sleep, I was just too excited. I lent against the wall looking out of the small window that occupied this tiny space. I heard footsteps drawing close and I knew exactly who it was.

"Morning Jenkins"
"That's officer to you weirdo!"
"Now Jenkins what did I say to you about calling me that?"
"I don't give a fuck what you said! In a couple hours I won't have to put up with your shit any longer"
"You sure about that?"
"Positive!"

Jenkins carried on his patrol of the cell block and I proceeded to look out the window with one large smirk on my face.

In the couple of hours I had left, I began to recall the previous five years. Switching from prison to prison. From cell to cell. Each one just as shitty as the one before if not worse. Every single one had a guard that treat you like shit and a prisoner who thought he was top dog. Well by the time I had moved onto the next prison the top dog was usually found mutilated and the guard had mysteriously disappeared. Anyone who treat me like shit got shit and its why I've managed to last this long. So, what if the journeys coming to a close its still bin one hell of a ride. And it all began with that little madam. To this day, I hadn't forgotten what she looked like. The way her (H/L) (H/C) hair tangled into a clump, the way her (E/C) eyes sparkled with tears, the way her soft skin bruised and her plump lips burst. Oh how I missed the sound of her screams and the feeling of her warm thick blood on my hands. Most nights I would dream of us together in my wonderland. Sometimes we were sat eating dinner together as Dark and Anti's bodies hung lifeless from the ceiling. Their blood dripping down the walls and creating a small pool on the floor. Other times it was watching the look on my brothers face as I took her as my own. Both made my stomach fill up with pleasure and my mind full of ecstasy. It was only a matter of time until my dreams became a reality.

Time had passed by whilst I was in my daze. The sky had become brighter and the prison had become louder. It wasn't long now. Pretty soon three guards including Jenkins would come and rip me from my cell and take me down the hall into a special room. One which I would only be leaving from in the form of a body bag. Well at least that's the way they think it's going to go down. As if on cue Jenkins approached my cell, he strutted over like the smug bastard he was.

"Time to go weirdo"
"About time, I've been waiting all morning"
"Cuff him"

One of the younger guards scurried over and hand cuffed me. I looked over my shoulder at his terrified face.

"Boo!"

He jumped back suddenly holding his baton defensively. I couldn't help but laugh at this pathetic excuse of a guard. Jenkins looked pissed which just made my smile even wider.

"Come on let get a move on!"

We walked slowly down the hall. All the prisoner's coward in fear when I walked passed. Even when I'm on my death bed they still know their place. Good.  

"So am I getting the chair or the needle"
"if it was up to me you'd be getting the rope. It's a shame it's the 21st century"
"So???"
"Needle"

We walk into a white room with a hospital bed on one side and a furnace on the other. I see a clear plastic bag on a table next to the fire.

"Ooo is that my stuff?"
"Yep it's going to get sent back with your ashes o whoever the hell wants it"

They laid me flat on the table and tied my arms. The doctor filled up the syringe and Jenkins smiled and I smiled back.  The doctor got closer until he was just about hovering over me.

"Hey doc you got any family?"
"I have a daughter"
"I offer her my condolence"

At that moment I head butted the doctor and before the guards could shoot me I tipped the table. I wriggled free from the restraints. Thanks to the thick material of the bed I was doing well at not getting shot. I reached for one of the many scalpels that littered the floor. I waited for the shooting to stop. One of the younger, more naive guards scooted around the bed to have a look. Once fully around I threw the scalpel deep into his head.

"It was an accident i swear!"

I ran over and grabbed his gun. I shot the other guard in the head and Jenkins in the leg. He collapsed to the ground, letting go of the gun as he did so.

I lowered the gun and walked over to the doctor. He was starting to wake up but just as he opens his eyes I shot him square in the head. I dropped the gun and picked up the syringe. When I turned back to Jenkins he was trying to crawl over to his gun. Just as he was reaching out about to grab it, I picked it up right in front of him and shot him in his other leg. He was crying and screaming in pain.

"Please, Please! Don't kill me"
"I'm not going to kill you!"

I say throwing away the syringe and dragging him by his wounded legs.

"No, I'm not going to kill you! I'm going to burn you"

I open the furnace door and chuck him in. I can hear his screams of agony as I turn the flames on. I grab the other three body's and throw them inside as well. I strip one guard before adding him. Whilst the body's burn and the smell of death fills the air, I clean the room and by the time I leave I'm holding a small box of ashes and the plastic bag and as for the room. All the blood was gone and everything was back to normal. I walked down the halls and out the door with only one thing on my mind...

Revenge

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