The doomed timeline

Chapter 18

        Dave was still sitting, curled up, when he heard rustling coming from the closet. He wiped his tears away and stood, turning to towards the closet.
        “Is someone in there?” He asked, bracing himself as he stepped towards the door a little bit.
        Karkat, from in the closet, was struggling against Dave, desperately trying to make as much noise as he could. He saw Dave stand up and turn to them. Dave growled quietly in frustration as Dave started slowly walking towards the closet. Doomed Dave shoved Karkat to the back of the closet and swung the door open, lunging forward at Dave, who shouted in surprise as doomed Dave knocked him to the ground and started viciously attacking him. Dave didn't even have a chance to fight back. Doomed Dave grabbed onto Dave’s neck.
        Karkat had managed to regain his balance and get out of the closet. He saw that doomed Dave's hands were on real Dave's neck, and he already knew what was going to happen. 
        "Dave!" Karkat screamed. He was about to rush forwards, when Dave gave a harsh twist and there was a loud snap. Dave went limp. “No!”

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        Everything was dark at first. Dave looked around. There was nothing. Until he noticed something in the distance. He started moving towards it. As he got closer, he realized it was a large purple and gold clock. But it didn’t have any numbers. Instead, it bore only two words. “Justified” and “Heroic”. Dave then realized what happened. He was technically dead right now. He also remembered what had happened to put him here. He was attacked by an alternate version of himself, and he could have sworn he heard Karkat's voice before he died, but that was impossible. Karkat was dead.
        The arrow hand was slowly spinning and the pendulum began to swing. Dave watched the clock tick. He was conflicted. If Karkat was dead, then he wouldn’t care witch one it ended up on. But he could swear he heard Karkat's voice. Could he still be alive somehow? Dave didn't want to die if that was the case. He began to feel nervous as the clock ticked on.
Tick.
Heroic.
Tock.
Justified.
Tick.
Heroic.
Tock.
Justified...
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        Karkat was horrified. He watched Dave stand up and turn to him.
        “Sorry about that,” he said casually.
        Anger boiled in Karkat's chest. He ignored the pain in his leg as he charged forward, punching and kicking at Dave, who didn’t really react other then the fact that he looked annoyed. He grabbed on to Karkat's arms to get him to stop moving.
        “Karkat, stop,” he said calmly.
        “No! You fucking killed him and now I’m going to kill you!” Karkat growled, still trying to kick him. 
        Dave rolled his eyes and sighed before kicking Karkat's injured leg. Karkat gasped in pain and fell to the ground.
        Dave pulled out some rope. “He’s not dead. Well... at least, I don’t think so. We'll have a wait a few minuets to see. God Tier deaths can take a while to decide.” He tied Karkat's hands behind his back tightly, and then tied up his legs as well before moving over to the unmoving body of Dave and doing the same to him.
        Karkat started struggling against the rope. “Untie me!”
        “I'm sorry Karkat, but I can't do that right now,” Dave purred, crouching down in front of Karkat and lifting his chin so they were face to face. “I cant have you trying to get away from me. Just relax. It will be over soon. Pretend it's a dream.” He leaned in and kissed Karkat, who made a muffled noise and pulled his face away quickly.
        “Fuck you!”
        Dave sighed and let go, pushing Karkat down as he stood and walked towards the door. “Don’t worry, I'll be back soon. I just need to go get the others.” Dave smiled as he shut the door behind him and locked it.
        Karkat watched him leave, then turned and looked at Dave, his Dave, on the floor. He managed to awkwardly crawl over to him. Dave's neck was at an odd angle, and he wasn’t breathing. Karkat teared up, hoping desperately that Dave would revive.