Angst War

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Yeah, I'm aiming big already, bitch.
TheNicePrincess23
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Nicely walked with her head low, her eyes scanning the ground as she headed up the sidewalks, now abandoned in the dark night lighting.

She wasn't sure where her feet were taking her, but after months of contemplation, overthinking, and overworking, her mind needed a break.
Her eyes searched the clear night sky for new patterns in the stars. She kept moving, finding herself having no real concern for what may have been in front of her.

That is, until a short, dark shadow ran directly into her goddamn knees.
She yelped and she fell, hitting the back if her head on the concrete, making her dizzy. She may there stunned for a moment as she made several attempts to see past the pain induced haze to see what, or who, had bumoed into her.

However, by the time she had come to her senses, she had noticed the char colored.. Thing, was someone she'd known...

"BENDY!" She yelled, scooping the unconscious, innocent demon into her arms.

Just moments before, her mind had been in the clouds.
Now she held a friend if hers, who was seemingly trying desperately to stay awake. He smelled of burning wood and rubber, his ink covered in much darker marks. Burns.

"Bendy, bendy, talk to me. What happened, what's wrong, are you okay, where's everyone, why aren't you at the studio-" She could have gone on, but she saw in the demons tired eyes that running from whatever it was that he'd run from has exhausted him.

His tail moved a little, pointing just a ways up the street. "F-fire..." He stuttered, before completeky falling limo in her arms, his chest moving up and down, slowly.

She put the small demon in her back, jogging as fast as she could up the streets, making quick turns as her anxiety seemed to sky rocket.

What the hell had just happened?

She was taking a nice midnight walk. What the hell did the universe have planned for her this time?
It was just supposed to be a relaxing night off...
It escalated out of nowhere.

What the fuck?

Her mind whirled with questions as worry and confusion began to bombard her.

Bendy said there was a fire...

Wait, fuck.
"The Studio! " Nicely gasoed just under her breath, full in sprinting down the road.

Fuck, she's slow to process information.

A few more blocks up, the smell of smoke had become faint, but the slight orange glow in the sky filled her with adrenaline.
She slowed, laying Bendy in the yard near a house with knee high grass and a tatteree "for sale" sign.

"I'll be back for you buddy. " She muttered, taking off once more.

Turn a corner here,
Dodge a car there...

Oh shit.

The stopped at the edge of the street, choking of the smell of smoke.
The abandoned Studio, where she had spent most of her free time, was lit up like a damn bonfire.
She looked around, seeing Tom and what she called 'broken Alice" In the year, frozen in place.
The deafening sound of the flames crackling high and mighty was almost surreal.

Tonight was not supposed to end up like this.

She ran over to Tom, begging him to tell her where the other survivors were.
He pointed to a small shed just a few feet away from the burning building.