Memory Lane (Bendy x Reader)

Chapter 2: Ten

~ Bendy's POV ~

"Hear me bendy! Arise from the darkness arise and claim my offering free me I beg you! I summon you ink demon, show your face and take this tender sheep!" I hear someone yell. I arise from a puddle beside him.

"My lord! You have heard my call," he says, bowing slightly. I feel his fear and seeing him trembling makes my grin grow wider. If that was possible.

"Who or what is this offering?" I ask, hoping that it's the creator.
"See for yourself my Lord"

I peer to where he gestures. I hear a soft voice whimper. (H/C), (H/L) hair that sticks (S/C) face due to sweat. Tears spill from her (E/C) eyes. There is a (2nd/F/C) bag and an axe beside my servant, Arin who is unconscious.

(Y/N).

Rage boils inside me. I face this man again and walk slowly towards him. He knows that I am mad. He backs away.

"No my lord stay back!! I am your prophet-" he exclaims but I fling him to the ground before he could say another word.

"Anyone but her," I snarl attacking him.

~ Normal POV ~

Finally, you are out of the ropes. You hear the screams of agony of a certain man- or if he still was one- named Sammy. You paid no heed however because it was not worth it. You had placed the unconscious Arin into your bag, leaving some ventilation for him and grabbed your axe. Ink monsters started crawling towards you and you were beyond pissed.

"I AM," you yelled slicing one "SICK OF YOUR" you sliced another "SHIT" you sliced three in one. You then ran to a long corridor and started chopping the wood like a mad man- or woman. You turned left and right, breath heavy and adrenaline rushing. Then you found another flooded corridor filled with ink. You needed to rest at least for a few seconds. Unfortunately, rest was something you couldn't get at the moment. Bendy sprung out of the puddle of ink just like he did when you first encountered him. You felt your knees grow weak and you remembered what he did a few moments ago.

"Bendy, I kind of need to talk to you..." You trailed off. But it seemed like Bendy would not listen at the moment. Something was off. Something had happened.

"Bendy, if it was about the bacon soup... Arin still has them. We can split the amount, you know...." You jokingly said. There was still no response. Bendy was now right in front of you and was practically towering over you at the moment.

"C-creator... Lied. Must...."
"Bendy, I didn't create you. I just made skits about you. There is a DIFFERENCE. I've just gotten kidnapped by who I probably think is Sammy, who is the mask man by the way and-"
"<must kill creator>"

You stood there with (E/C) eyes wide in surprise. This couldn't be happening. The bubbly character you loved to draw and make animations with, now suddenly had enough bloodlust to kill widdle old you. He came closer to you and you gripped your axe tighter than usual.

"Bendy, stay back"

He crept closer.

"Bendy, I'm warning you! If this is just a bad joke I will kick your ass all the way to Kentucky!"

And closer. You can't speak anymore because he has a tight grip on your neck. You struggle around and accidentally hit him with the axe in hand.

Bendy screams animalistic bloody murder, lets you go and the axe slips out of your hand. You decide to fill your lungs with oxygen.

"SNAP OUT OF IT, YOU ASSHOLE EXUDSE OF A CARTOON!" You yell before sprinting in the direction opposite of the injured cartoon.