*on hiatus* Time to Say Goodbye // Joshler

Twø - Chapter Øne

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Tyler's PØV
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"Josh?!" Tyler called out into the darkness. There was no answer. Tyler was sitting on the floor of some dark room, his hands bound with rope behind his back. His feet were bound together, laying straight out in front of him. The white shirt he was wearing was now damp with sweat and his black pants dusted with dirt, the same as his black converse.

"Joshua?! Joshie, where are you?!" Tyler screamed, his voice giving out on the last word.

"I hope he's alright..." Tyler said, his voice almost a whisper. He closed his eyes for what felt like the last time.

Suddenly, Tyler felt a surge of strength and energy. He craned his neck to look down at his hands behind him which were now beginning to turn black. He felt an invisible force around his neck, as if choking him, and his neck began to darken as well. His eyes burned and watered as they turned to an unnatural bright red. The tattoo's on his body darkened.

"It's time for me to take over, Tyler," said a very deep and somewhat robotic voice. It was Blurryface, speaking with Tyler's mouth and vocal chords. Blurryface surged through Tyler's body, adrenaline and power coursing through his veins. Tyler felt as if his hands and eyes were no longer his own, as his hands were black and his irises red—they were hands and eyes of Blurryface, yet they still belonged to Tyler.

"I'm two," Tyler whispered, feeling Blurryface's presence in his mind and body.

Almost effortlessly, Tyler pulled his hands apart, tearing the rope and freeing his hands. He reached to free his feet, when he noticed a red light blink in the darkness.

He looked at the light and concentrated on it. Slowly, the darkness began to fade and Tyler could see the source of it. There was a camera mounted onto the ceiling in the corner of the room. It was watching him. After freeing his feet, Tyler pulled himself off of the floor and stood up, his wrists and ankles sore because of the tightly bound rope that was around them. He looked around the room. It was still dark, but he could see perfectly fine thanks to Blurryface's eyes—which gifted him with the ability of night vision.

Tyler walked over to the corner where the camera was mounted on the ceiling, the camera tracking his every movement. He cocked his head at it, contemplating what he should do to get rid of it.

Tyler raised his hand and held it up to the camera. As he focused, he felt the energy and power swirling through his fingers and palm. He closed his eyes as a small sphere appeared, hovering in the air just millimeters from his palm. The sphere glowed a bright red and a layer of black smoke coated it. Tyler opened his eyes, the sphere shooting out at the camera. The camera disintegrated soundlessly and left only a multi-coloured goo dripping from where it had once been.

"Let's go find your little Joshie now, shall we?" Blurryface said. Tyler nodded in agreement as he scanned the room for an exit. All but one white wall was blank, the outline of a metal door visible. Tyler moved toward the door with an unintended swiftness. He tried every way he thought of to open the door, save blowing it off of it's hinges. Now there was no choice but to try the latter option.

He pressed the palm of his hand against the door and felt the familiar hum of power and energy coursing through his fingertips. He raised his hand slightly, leaving only his fingertips lingering on the cold steel of the door. The steel of the door around Tyler's fingertips began to glow the same bright red of the sphere used to destroy the camera. The same black smoke that was left lingering in the room from before swirled over to the door and wrapped around it like a blanket, engulfing it in a cocoon of glowing red energy and misty black power. Just like the camera, the door soundlessly disintegrated into nothing, leaving behind the same multi-coloured goo along the door frame.