Sam's Dark Side [Samgladiator's Yandere High School]- DISCONTINUED

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Sam's POV

I could see myself falling and falling into black mist, with windows opening showing all of my friends.

But, something wasn't right.

Taurtis was screaming, beads of sweat were dripping down his face. His eyes were red and he had bags underneath them.

Yuki was covered head to toe with blood, showing off her big twisted smile, staring directly at me.

Grian was sitting on his bed, deep red lines were covering his arms as he was shaking.

Sookie was cuddling up against Soul, both of them shaking with fear.

J was backing up, a scratch on his cheek with fear and anger in his eyes.

Pepe was standing on the edge of the school rooftop, staring down at the bottom smiling.

Invader was holding a gun, shaking in fear and what it felt like, she was aiming directly at me.

Silly, Rowan, and Okami were in their swat uniforms, with their guns telling me to calm down.

What's going on?

I landed roughly and I could see shadows snickering at me. Whispering things I couldn't understand. Then a mirror magically appears in front of me, showing me my reflection. My reflection was smirking at me. His eyes were fully back with some black liquid dripping out of them. He was in a tattered and dirty uniform, blood covering his hands which were holding a bloody knife.

"W-Who are you?" I said reaching over to touch the mirror.

"Seriously?" He scoffed. "Fucking retard I'm you."

"What?" He just smirked and his eyes flashed red.

"̶̢̫̳͓̹͉̙̲͔̙͇͚̯͔̮͌̋͊̉̇̒̓̃͋̉͌̈́̚ͅI̸̢̨̡̨̢̨̨̛͚̼̼͍̱̖̗͉̼̲̦̪̥̘̺̰̮̮͈̰̦̭͍͓̺͖͈̳̭͚̗̗̹̟͈̦̺͇̼̹̦̘̩̜̼̞̣͔͓̓́͆̀͌̆̅͆̐́͛͛̉̍̏̉̍͌̀̿̽̒̽̑̏̓̈́̍͋̓̋̔͆̀͌̀̂͂̃̆̅̀̅̒̅͘͘͘͠͝͝͝͠ͅͅͅ'̷̧̧̛̬̝͔̹͈̭̻̤̳̗͓͇͕̟̳̖̪̻̩͕̥̪̥̻̭̫̥̭͇͍̻̫̩̲͕̦͓̹͖̘͈̹̯͍̖͙̹̺̻͂̒͒͒́̀̓͂͂̎͗̓̎̋̅͂̏͊̋̅̽͂̓̆̅́̇̈́͂̅̽́͆̆̋͋̑͂̇̉̉̔̂̚̕͜͝ͅͅm̶̨̢̨̧̧̧͖̖̼͚͙̩̘͍̼͈̙̠̠͇͔̪̳̜͕̮̳̎͛͋̾̾͂͐̈̉̍̾̆̓̆̓̂̃͛̓̍̀̇̃́̀͂̃̈́̅̏̾͊̕͘͜͝͠͝͝͝ ̷̨̛̖̙͛̍̓̍͒̊̄̒͛̐̾͗̃́͒̽̊̈́̋͆͑̇͂̀̋̽̎͆́̂̍̽̾͐̓̉͗̄̂̀̒́̓̓̕̚͝͠ͅy̷̡̢̛͍̙͖̠̣͉͍̥̞̬̠̲̖̣̩͎̲̙̙̝̼̥̙̩̯̞͕̙̬̰̙͔̙̯̤̦̳̹̲͔̲̽̇̓̋̉͒̐͂̊͑̓̅̉͊ͅͅǫ̵̮͕̰̩̺̠͍̹̫͉̦̗̲͖͈̉̓͛̍͜ͅừ̴̧̨̢̧̡̢̢̛̤̱̩̪͚͉̮̞̺̞̫͈̟̲̺̜͕͇͈̞̬̜̫̳̞̠͓͙͉̭̟̟̣̞͔͈̣̟̯̗̩̺͚͑͗͋̀̽̌͛̈́͒͊͒͋́͋̏̓̿̈́̌̿̔̏͐̄̀̉̈́͛̉͋̒̈́̋͋̇̈́͆̅̾́̊̒̇͋̍̊̐̔͘͜͝͝r̴̨̡̛̛͕͓̮̭̱̼͚͎̠͔̹͍͕̼̲̹͖̣̪̞͈̣̳̭̙̬͕̗̗̼̤̰̱̱͕͔̺͇̪͍̟̻͇̼̖̩̳̍͌̌͂͌͐̏̋̋͐̔̏̿̔́̈́͑̅̅͌̂͒͌̃͗͂́̑̐̑̀̄̿͐͋̑̅̋̍͌͂̏̊̆̾̂̏̓̈́̋̚͘͜͝͝͝͠͠ͅ ̷̢̛̛̭̦̭͔̪̣͈̗̜̎͐̈́͊͐̒̑̊̅̂̽̏̂̅͑̀̽́̇̀̍̅̑̊̂̾͛̇̀̌͠͝t̷̢̧̡̡͕͈͈̯̥͓̹͈̙̞̙͇̰͖̥̻̱̬̤͚̗͉̹̼̹̋̔̐̚͝ͅř̶̙̲̯͙̩͖̦͕̈̿̅͛̆̄͒̇̆̿̇̀͗̅̇̑̅́̒̀̅̂͆̃͗̒̏̎̊̅̀̍̔̑͋̃͊͋̓̂̌̉̑̚͜͝ų̶̳̀̎̊͋̇̾̿̓̎̀͆͂͒̌́͒̉̕͘͘̕̚͝ḙ̶̢̡̨̻͇̱͉̦̮̥̳̥̤̹͓̼͉͚̗͙̼̩͖͎̲̳͕̤̟̬̦̲̫͓͚̻̌͆̋̓̎̃̈͐̀̀̂̈́́̌̓̌̌̔̄̈́͒̋̿̋̽̀̀͌͂̽͌̚̕͜͠͝ ̵̛̱͉̖̫͉̣͇̠̞͇̫̺͕͇͙̦̳͔͉̞̮̲̯̊̓͂̎̇́̃̾͒̂̈́̽̀̌͆̄̀́̐͑͒̄͊͋̄͒͑̔͗͒̍̾̐̇͋͒͊̒͘͘̚͜͝͝͠͝s̴̢̢̯̻̤̉e̶̢̢̡̨̛̛͎̱͍̜̭͇̥͖͕͓̭̘͙̩̙͇̮̖̺͚̤̩̙̭͓̩̞̜̫̰̲̱̬͙̹͚̰͎͋̈́̈́̈́͆̽̈̌̄̑̇̚̕͠͠ļ̵̛̱̝͍͕̻͕̿̉̇̉̐͑̂͌̾̇́̀̅͌͑̿͊̈́̐́̆̏͊̈́͛̆̇́̿̐̓͐̌͒͗̂̾̈́̂̇̂̉́̓͐̂̿͘̚̕͝͝͝f̶̨̡̛̖̝̮͈̖̲̥̪̩͖͇̹̞̝͎̪̓̃̀̎͗̓́͂̈́̾͗̿͌͂̉̈̑́̈́̇̇̏͛̈́̕͘͠͠͠͝ͅ,̵̡̧̨̨̛̺̟̰̗̤͉̜͍̞̬̪̜̦̣̱͚̼̤̻̖̫͓̲͇̗͇̰͍̼̬̥̞͍̝̹̲͍̱̙̲͛͋̎̒̈̀͛̅̋̊͊͛̅̅͒͒̈́̿͊́̇͋̈̽̌́̍̏̃͆̓̑̏̅̽̄̓̀̕͝͠͝͝ͅͅ ̴̡̧̢̡̻͍̠̰̬̭̼͎̟̟͖͎̺͖͙͔͈̣̰̱͔̱̼͙̯̳̫̘̲͚̯̪̗̫̽̽̒͑̐̈͐͑̀̿̐̿̿̑̈́̏̊͋̂̄͌̓͆̀̋̆́̽͑͒̒̈́̌͒̑̓͘͘͘͜͜͝͠͝ḍ̶̢̡̧̧̟̥͕̥͎̲̼̗̗̝͎̘̖̣̮̙̥̖̼͕̱͇̦͍͈̤͌̀͑̂͆͛̊̎̍̉̌̓̏͛̉͛͊̆̈́̀̔̂́̈́́̎̏̑́͐͑͊̉̈́̃̈̆̽́̈͛͘͘̚͝͝ȕ̶̟̞̇̈́̀̋͌͑̓̑͊́̄͑̂̽̔̓͋̏́́̚͝͠͝m̴̢̨̨̡̺̱̩̩̳̯͓̲̻͚͈̩̱̩͉̮͖̠͚̜͈̞̪̪͇͙͕͗̆͗͒̉̄͛̔̾́̑̈͆̂̑͗̈̀̽̋̅͐́̄͊̀͛̈̈́̏̀͐̂̕͠͝͝͝͝͝͝͠͠ͅͅͅb̶̨̧̢̛̹͕͖͖̖̘̦͎̘̻̹͙̘̲͖̣̠̭̙͙̥̳̪̺̯̭̳̬̰̞̖̗̗̈͌̔͗̔́̓͌̄̆̈́̈́̈́͋͛́̀̇͊̉͗̈́́̑̀̇͌̏͛̿̒̓͐͂͋͒̍̌̒̆́̿̽̀̎͂̕̚̕͘̚͘̚͜͝͝ͅͅͅa̴̢̨̨̧̧͎̙̲̞̼̞̳͇͈͎͎̦͖̩̫͉̳͎͛̎̋̾̏̃͒͛̽̂̉̿̽͌̀̊͒͆̉̌͆͌͋̄̒̌̀͒̋̉̒͂͂̇̔̕̕͜͜͝ş̸̢̛̳̜̬͔̖̫͉̻̻̝̟̙̻̗̪̻̯̗͖̌͛̐̑̾͑̏̇̍͐͂̀͛̈́̏̐̉́̌̉̒͒̈́̃̓̈́̐͂̀̄͒́͗͘̚͘̚̚͠͝͝s̷̢̢̨̨̛̛͙͚͇̥̣̹̦̳̠̘͔̱͈͙̲̪̳̭̹̦̱̞̗͖̫͉̳̬̤̝͎̘̫̰̾̏͊̀͌̌̈́̾̀̍̋͗̒̐̏̀̈́̇̊̀̈̅̋͂̀̌̒̍̐͒́́̏̓̐͋̚͜͝ͅͅ!̶̨̢̡̛̯̻͈̮̣̱̲̲̟̬̺͇͙̠̼̭͙͉͎̼̼̟̜͍̬͈̞̰͐̽̃̌́͐͑̀̓͛̀̾̏͒́̋͛̑͋͌̏͋̒̾̿̓̇̊̓̅̋̃̾̈́̈͗͌͑̈́͆̍̄́̇̒̌̌̚̚͜͠͠͝͝͠͝͠͝͝͠ͅ"̴̡̡̢̖̳̲̬̤̤̭̬̖̬̲͓̮̭̝̦̠̰͍̹̲̹͕̤͉͂̐̀̈́́̂̈́̇̄̊̓͗̅́̒͊̏͛̄́͊̍̍̏͒́̋̅̓́̀̅̕̕͘͜͜͜͝͝͠ͅ