Batim | Monster Ink au [old]

The end is only the begining

Henry was tired, hungry,  badly hurt, and covered in ink. His trench coat was scuffed up and covered in ink stains. He came back to the studio to meet up with Joey again... but he shouldn't have come.
"Hurry it up errand boy! The sooner you finish my favors the sooner you can leave"
The accursed angel hummed from the speakers. Henry had somehow ended up becoming her errand boy, but he needed to get out. He needed to get back to his daughter Linda. He didn't want to die here. He weakly limped back to the angels door carrying the ink hearts she wanted so badly. He nearly was ripped apart by a projector monster.... thinking about it... that thing might have been Norman.... 'No, no, don't think about it now Henry. You can process everything once you're out.' He thought to himself.
"Ah, That should be plenty. Return to the lift. It's time for you to ascend little errand boy."
Finally! Henry limped back to the elevator where a living cartoon Boris waited for him. He had made friends with him earlier, Henry wanted Boris to leave with him. The angel sent them up, and up, and up. Henry could almost feel the sunshine on his face again. But then the angel changed. She started to laugh. A horrid, wicked laugh. Henry was filled with dread. Suddenly the elevator dropped. Faster and faster. The angel was yelling to give back her Boris. Henry's heart was racing. He tried to brace for impact.
...
CRASH!
Henry was bleeding, covered in rubble. Boris was shaking him to no avail. Henry's vision was blurry, everything felt so far away. He could barely move when the horrid angel came and snatched Boris away. He weakly tried to call out. But his throat was sore and dry. He felt so weak. And so cold. He tried to stay awake but sleep called him like a gentle warmth.
'This is it. This is how I die.' Henry thought to himself. He barely felt the ink creeping along his limbs. He didn't care. He wanted to live but, in this moment he was ready to die. Henry's vision blurred when he saw a familiar demon walk up to him. He had all but passed out when he heard an old friends demonic voice say
"You're going to give up this easily? Oh you poor thing~"
Everything felt numb. Henry struggled to breath as a coldness trailed up his body. Henry closed his eyes, but before completely passing out he heard the demon laugh.
"Let's be gods together Henry!"
And then.. Henry was no more.