WITHER JESSE

WITHER JESSE Chp9: Head play

                Hey guys! I'm back, alive and well! This is gonna be the last chapter for Volume 1! So expect a new cover photo for this fanfic! Btw, Thank You so much 10 followers! You guys are the best! I'm really glad you like my story! Anyways, carry on and read!!!! (Don't forget, we will now call Normal Jesse, Jesse and Wither Jesse, Wither :3

                 It has been 3 days since Wither had attacked Lukas and the others and left. He decided to rest for 7 days, so today was obviously his third day. As he was asleep, Wither wasn't conscious at all. So...

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"Jesse... Let him go... PLEASE..."

"Jesse, why are you doing this!?"

"Jesse, no..."

"JESSE NO!!!"

"JESSE--"

"GAGH!"

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                      Jesse woke up. Though he was mentally, emotionally and chronically awake now, he did not seem to have any control of his body. Yes, Wither is asleep and so is his body. It was pitch black around him. And for some odd reason, he felt cold. He also felt weak and scared, as if someone or something was gonna devour him. He muttered...

"Where am I?"

He looked around him. His physical self was motionless, but Jesse himself was awake and moved around the darkness as he gazed upon his surroundings. At the same time, though silent, there would be occasional sounds of people, crying for their lives. But the voices seemed so familiar. He wondered, "What the hell is going on?"... Until---

"So you're awake."

An eerie voice, called for him.

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"You go by the name, "Jesse", right?"

Jesse, lost could only reply, with two words: "Who's there?"

"Simple...."

A ragged but tall figure came to his direction. As his figure became larger and larger, there came a man, resembled much like Jesse himself, but instead, had longer, purplish black hair and electric violet eyes and plum skin. He had no clothing, but neither did he have genitals. Actually, it only slightly looked like Jesse, but instead a withered and monstrous version of him.  He then said,

"I am you."

Jesse with much disbelief, could only say, "What?..."

There was a pregnant pause as they glared at each others eyes, the green pair with fear and disbelief, the purple and violet one with sadism and despise.

"W-What do you mean?" clarified Jesse as the glanced at each other.

"Well, I'm not you per-se, but like a version of you... You know what I mean?"