Heart Made Of Ink! •BATIM X READER•

Sammy's "Lament" (Part 02)

We got off the boat and onto the dock, exploring our new surroundings. We found more notes with the mirror object and realized we were like in a small village. We looked at the centerpiece, basically, which was boarded up. We thought maybe Alice and Tom were here, so we walked towards it.

Bad Idea.

The planks soon broke as a distprded voice echoed throughout the little village.

"BETRAYED!!! ABANDONED!!!"

A large, buff ink figure rose out of the pure darkness the planks boarded up. It was Sammy!

I thought he was dead...

He ran at us and came after me and F/N.

"I TRUSTED YOU! I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING..."

He started swinging at us as we ran from him, dodging almost all his swings.

"And you left me here to ROT! Why... WHY?!"

By the time he took a swing at F/N and injured them quite severely, I ran towards him and started swinging back with my pipe. The pent up anger from the past... Time I've been under here, I despised it, everything just kept going down. It sucked.

I knocked him back just slightly for me to grab his mask away and F/N stood up, after wrapping a cloth around the wounded arm. He covered up his face and ducked just slightly.

"NO! Don't look at me! Stay away..." He said.

I stared at him with fire basically viewable in my eyes. I came up in front of him and went pale as he grabbed my F/C, ink stained shirt and pulled his hands away from his face... The thing is, he barely had one.

"YOU LIED TO ME! YOU SAID I'D BE FREE!"

He shook me slightly as he continued to speak. He lifted me off the ground and slammed me down hard, hard to make my vision slightly blurr.

"Well, I'm going to free YOU now! Free your head right off your shoulders!"

He stood above me as I tried to fix my vision, I could hear F/N crying for me in the background, helpless.

He ducked down slightly to meet my eyes, but I was focused on something else.

"Sheep, sheep, sheep... It's time for-"

"Sleep."

Tom lifted the axe and swung straight into Sammy's head, before Sammy could reach mine. My vision straightened out as I looked at Sammy's dead body beside me but faced back to Tom, who towered over me as he took away the axe from the dead body's head.

He soon gave it to me and I stood up, receiving a hug from F/N.

"That was close... You two were lucky we in the neighborhood." Alice said, walking towards us.

The ground and ceiling started to shake, bits and pieces of the ceiling falling onto my head.

"Was that 'him'?" I asked, starting to slightly panic.
"I don't think so. The Searchers and the Lost Ones built this place. Sammy must have been keeping them at bay, now that he's gone..." Alice paused.

"Looks like we're in for a fight! Get ready!"

~Badass Fighting Montage~

Alice finished off the last of the bunch and huffed out.

"I think that's all of them... But you never know when they are going to crawl out next. Probably best if we stayed together from now on."

F/N scooted slightly closer to Alice, as if they were her lap dog.

"Y/N? Think you can lead the way?" Alice asked.

"Gladly!"

We walked into the now opened gates and I cut away at the blocking planks.
Man, being a leader used to be so cool.
Now I'm falling, Alice and F/N yelling for me as I dropped into an inky abyss.

I sunk deep into the ink, but I successfully got out, but I lost my axe and my mirror object was covered in ink.

I attempted to wipe off and swore under my breath. Time for a solo adventure. This is gonna go well. I can feel it... It's horrible.