Bendy the Demon is trapped in the walls of the workshop. Joey trapped him oh, so long ago. Boris is living unconscious on life support and Alice has faded.
Not all things have to be bad.
Bendy POV I was about to get up and walk out so Oswald and Mickey could talk but Mickey put a hand on my arm, "If you have something to say about Bendy then you can say it to both of us."
Oswald's nose twitches, "Fine. Bendy is a killer. I have proof."
I felt my heart race and ink run down my face, "I-"
Mickey interrupted me, "Oswald, he's trying to change."
Oswald yelled, "He killed forty some women and several employees for Silly Vision."
Boris walked in yawning, "He's trying to change."
Mickey turned to me, "Did you?"
I stuttered, "Well, kinda. But I'm trying to change."
Oswald pointed an accusing finger at me, "Aha!"
I yelled starting to tear, "Don't mention my past mistakes when I'm trying to change. That's like throwing rocks at me when I'm climbing a mountain."
I ran out of the house, heading for the workshop. I walked to the projector, I set it to Nightmare Hollow and jumped in. I knew I was shirtless, I didn't care. I walked through 'downtown' calmly until disaster struck.
I was pulled into an alley by a hook in the back of my left arm. Freddy smiled and Foxy took out the blade of his hook from my arm. Bonnie and Chica looked at each other amused. Bonnie pushed me into a wall, bruising my shoulder. Chica pounded his fist on my lower back. Foxy played his dirty fighting and tripped me by hooking the back of my thigh. Freddy finished it by stomping on my stomach and walked away. I rolled over coughing and bleeding ink.
I got up and walked to the outskirts. A short, skinny and colourless girly 'doll' walked up. I sighed, "Hey Emily."
She smiled, "Hello."
I balled my fists and wrapped myself with my tail. Emily followed me. Emily giggled that creepy child laughter, "Why so far away from the Toon?"
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I felt my cheeks heat up, "Mickey? His brother is making me feel evil and I don't want to hurt Mickey."
Emily shrugged kicking a rock, "If it helps you can order pizza with me."
I laughed, "Thanks Em. I'm pretty sure I don't need to be apart of your game."
She picked up and rock and through at my head as a 'your welcome.' Thats how Nightmare Hollow works.
It's hours are 12 Am, 1 Am, 2 Am, and 3 Am as it repeats. There was only one rule, No joy to the point of excitement involving other worlds. It was pretty stupid, but I couldn't control it. It's always dark and dangerous.
Me and Emily walked for a couple of hours, around four days Toon Time. We started walking back when a commotion side tracked us. A crowd surrounded something. A bleeding Mickey.
That was it, those FNAF losers were gonna have a taste of their own medicine. My right eye twitched and my hands trembled. I cried out in agony as ink spilled onto the floor creating a pentagram. I fell to my knees, fighting the feeling. I just needed to control it. I yelled in agony feeling my body grow in height as well as my fangs. I felt ink crawl up my back and I stood, I fought it aside enough to control who I did whatever I would do to.
My breathing was heavy, I pushed different creatures aside. I put a foot on Mickey's stomach gently. My voice was deeper than usual, "Let's play boys."
I stepped off Mickey, grabbing Bonnie's bow tie. I sifted my ink hand in his gears, clogging them, making him lock, Chica tried to punch me. I ducked, throwing Bonnie to the ground. I turned, grabbing his lower jaw, I twisted my hand into his memory drive, he started spazzing out. I grabbed Foxy by the ears, wrestling him to the ground.
I let ink drop in his eyes, temporarily blinding him. I got kicked, soon I found myself hovering over Mickey. I dipped over knocking Freddy over. I was livid. I got up, "I said 'back off' so many times before. Will you now?"
Before he could answer, I locked him. I picked up Mickey, shedding my ink demon look and started to run. Someone tripped me, making me fall on top of Mickey. He groaned clutching his stomach. I got up, flicking my tail, protectively standing overtop Mickey, "Come on, take your best shot!"
A twisted and deformed child sprung out at me. I flicked back, dodging his attack. I turned only to have the child cut my collar bone down to my chest. I stood over Mickey again as the child lay on the ground. Emily stood beside me with Mr. Tatters.
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Mr. Tatters and Emily nodded at each other and signalled for me to go. I picked up Mickey and ran, I ran and ran until I reached the projector. I turned, Kiki smiled at me. I jumped, creating an ink 'bubble' around Mickey, trying to protect him.
I landed hard, but Mickey's bubble bursted, softening his land. I scrambled to him, the projector 'closed.' I hugged Mickey close, hoping he would regain consciousness. He didn't. I picked him up again, I started breathing heavily. My heart jumped out of my throat.
I was having a panic attack. I fell to the floor, Mickey landed on me. I shook him, he didn't wake up. I clawed at the ground, breathlessly. Something stuck out of his pocket, Mickey's phone! I grabbed it, I went into messages. I clicked the first contact,
