It's Not My Fault...

*Cry's P.O.V.*

I jolted up in bed, alerted by a scream. It sounded like my mom, so I ran to her room. As I jogged in, I saw my mother. She looked at me and screamed louder.

"What is it, Mom??" I asked. She said nothing. I looked behind me and heard a dark chuckle. A silhouette blocked the door and the light. The only thing I saw of him was two glowing red eyes. Suddenly I saw what he looked like.

He looked like me, but with only half of the poker mask. The other half was broken off. He was covered in blood. He smiled wickedly and leaped at me. The world went black.

<<<<<<<<<Time Skip>>>>>>>>>>>

It's been a few weeks since the 'incident'. I sat here at my computer, waaaaay later than I should've. I was just cruising websites, and saw a link to download a game I've been wanting for AGES.

I clicked the link. While it was loading the site, I drummed my fingers against the desk. When it popped up, there was an error. Virus detected. Crap. I got a ton of pop-ups, then my computer shut down.

It started glowing blue, and there seemed to be a black spot in the middle, like a hole. It got bigger, and at one point most of my screen was black. Then he popped out. Another me, his mask cracked in half, too, like the me that is currently sharing my body with me. I've named him Mad Cry.

Instead of red, this time his- or maybe my- eyes were blue. Teal blue. He also had some things like lines on his face that were also blue. He chuckled and poked my nose then jumped at me, like last time, too.

I think I'll call him Virus Cry.