Ouija - Danti/Septiplier Fanfiction

Chapter Twenty

I ran down the halls, hearing screaming beginning to echo from the room Felix was in.

Turning the corner into another hall, I began to tremble. How could I fix this? I've done so much damage already. To everyone.

I ran to another turn, and as I passed it, I felt an object run into me. As I fell back on the floor, I began to hear more screaming only a few rooms away.

"Anti? Whats going on?" Natemare asked, turning around. I guess I ran into him.

"Just some stuff, you know, about Amy."

Natemare stared for a moment and shook his head. "Amy's dead, Anti."

I groaned and stood up, pushing past him.
"Never mind!"

Natemare began to run after me as I saw the room come in sight ahead. We both stopped at a sudden sound.

One last scream, and glass shattering.

"What the hell?" Natemare implied, staring at me. I panicked.

I looked at him, then ran into the room. Natemare was only a few feet from me.

Dark was standing, no, hovering. His wings extended from his back, the pink sparks fading as they touched the floor.

"Dark?" Nate asked, staying behind me. My eyes trailed from Dark to the window, where glass was all over the floor, and a large hole where the window should've been.

"Where's Felix?!" I ordered from Dark, hurrying over to the window and staring back at him.

Dark's face was enraged, his red mist engulfing his eyes.

I narrowed my eyes and repeated myself.
"Where is Felix, Dark?!"

"He's probably with Amy now. Or in hell."

I looked down over the window, noticing Felix laying in the dirt. Anger rose in me. I clenched the window sill as I stared down at Felix, then back at Dark.

"Hell?! This is hell! You think anyone would want to live here? After everything you've put me through, and now even Felix, I'm not hesitating on calling this place hell as it is. This is just a world full of dead bodies and alive minds, nothing but selfishness. Now I have to watch both of my closest friends- or who I thought were my friends, but just dead replicas of them- hate each other and you might've just somehow killed Felix. I can't believe I ever followed your pathetic rules. I can't believe I ever loved you."

The mist in Dark's eyes faded away into the air, his wings gliding him slowly down to the floor.
He connected eyes to me, and began to tear up.

I slightly gaped as I saw Dark's eyes almost become human for a second, the chocolate brown eyes Mark once had, replacing his coal ones.

"I.. was our relationship based on a lie..?" Dark's voice shook, his coal eyes staring into me.

His voice was like a vine, wrapping around me, keeping me in place. I couldn't move. When he spoke, it sounded just like Mark talking. Not the disembodied, echoing voice Dark had.

I stared, leaving Dark with his own thoughts. Natemare watched silently and awkwardly at the door.

Suddenly, Dark ran through the broken window, his body falling down. He then flew back up into our sight with his wings, flying off quickly.

"..I'll go help with Felix," Natemare stated, walking out of the room in a pace.

I fell to my knees, staring down at the marble floor. Everything I just said was a lie.. I was so angry I couldn't control my words.

"I don't think I can fix this."

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I opened the door quietly, the handle vaguely cold, as if it hadn't been touched in years.

The door made its casual, cliché squeak as it slowly banged on the brick wall.

I darted my eyes around the hallway, one lit candle hanging off the wall, emitting the hall just enough for me to see.

Ahead in the hall, was a tall black-wooden door, the handle as a circular ring.

Gulping with hesitation, I walked over to it. This room would be the answer to my question about Dark. Well, one of them. Just have to open it.

Thanks to Nate, he told me where this room was, but of course I wasn't allowed in or else Dark would kill me. But.. Dark wasn't around me anymore. So why would it matter?

Sighing, I reached for the handle. Cold, like the other one.

     "Anti?" Nate spoke from behind me.
I groaned, turning around.

    "Yeah?" Natemare glared at me, his arms cross.

    "I told you you're forbidden in that room. C'mon, Anti. Just follow that one rule, please. Everything's hard enough as it is."

    "Yeah. Because I made everything worse. Can I just please see the room? You know everything and you won't just tell me what's in it."

Natemare shook his head, walking over to me.

   "Anti, you didn't make anything worse. Dark always has these tantrums. It's fine."

    "Do you think Dark would've brought Felix here just for himself, taking away his whole life like that?" I asked, watching as he came close.

Nate stopped abruptly, not aware of what to reply.

     "Exactly!" I snapped, bringing my hands up to my face. I heard Nate walk up to me.

    "Anti, Jack, whatever.. you do see how much Dark loves you, right? He did all of his for you, dude. What you said honestly even hurt me, and I wasn't even involved. Well, except for saying this place is a living hell.. but, besides the point."

I sighed, looking up at him. "I know. I didn't mean any of it, Nate. I.. I want Dark back, and now he might not come back. I shouted at him for doing something that I would do, too. If Mark died and I got totally avoided by the topic of him playing the Ouija board.. god damnit."

Natemare had a soft smile appear on his face.
   "Don't worry, I understand. Felix did honestly do a dumbass move that time."

I nodded and sadly sighed at the topic.
   "Speaking of that.. can I see him?"

Nate nodded. "If you really want too." I watched as he started to walk off.

I turned back to the door and grumbled, then followed Nate.