Darkened Hearts (A Creepypasta FanFiction)

Chapter 26: The End? (Pt 6: The End)

"SARAH!" Toby called out to me, pulling me out of my trance. "Sarah! Amy needs you! Where are you??"

I quickly got up and rushed inside, "Toby! Amy! I'm here!" Once I got inside, I saw Amelia on the floor, clutching a wound on her stomach. "Oh fucking hell." I mumbled before rushing to my sister's side. "Amelia, why are you so stab-able?"

"I don't recall... why am I?" Amelia winced.

"It's because you're older," I teased. "...Such an easy target...especially with your frail-ass bones."

"We're twins, dipshit," Amelia coughed hard. "We're the same age."

"Well mom shot you out first, so you're older."

"Shut up, ya brat," Amelia scoffed. "You know, I've always wanted a little sister. Just not you."

"Wow, okay, sis you are fucking dying and this is how you wanna leave this world? Wow, okay." I said while pushing her hair out of her face.

"I wanna scold you so fucking much," Amelia coughed.

"Nice to see how your *twitch* sibling dynamic is when one of you is dying," Toby said sarcastically.

"I'm being serious," Amelia said. "Sarah, you've been hella reckless. Especially when it comes to things you know for a fucking fact you can't control. You were going to accept Zalgo's trade of my freedom for yours. That was so fucking reckless--"

"Oh yeah? I would've rather you and Toby and everyone else be happy without me than to see Toby and everyone else miserable because they miss you. Fuck, even Clocky's missed you! There's nothing left for me back at the mansion, sis. Kaitlyn is perfectly capable of running my unit. I'm not needed. You are though..." I mumbled the last bit.

"Oh for fuck's sake, Sarah!" Toby scolded, "Kaitlyn can't run the unit without you. The mansion needs you both."

"It really does," CreepsMcPasta said as he, Madame Macabre, Mr. Creepypasta, and the other narrators entered the scene. "This world cannot exist without both of you in it. Victor on the other hand, it could give or take."

"I'm going to ignore that sentence..." Victor spoke softly as he looked around, his left hand covering his left eye, "...as I was quite literally just brought into existence for no fucking reason."

"Well, what shall we do then? You can't expect us to just rewrite everything and 'poof' it back to normal, right?" the Madame asked. Creeps and Mr. Creepypasta both offered her an apologetic smile to which she groaned in response. "Seriously? That's a total Deus Ex Machina ending!"

"Actually, we wouldn't be writing it out...someone else is doing that bit," Mr. Creepypasta explained nodding upwards before glancing back at us, "however, this timeline needs to be reset. It will take Sin too much time to reset it manually, so just listen carefully, and—"

"Whoa there, blue man," I said with my hand out in front of me, "I have no idea what you are talking about. Who the fuck is 'Sin'? You know what? Forget it. And what do you mean 'reset the timeline'?"

"Sarah just let the man speak!" Amelia groaned on the ground.

"He's making zero sense, Amy!"

"Just zip it!"

"You zip it!"

"ENOUGH! You both need to get a grip! This is serious." The Madame snapped before quickly regaining her composure. "Sorry, but this is really important. I get that this is a really stressful situation, but this is no time to be acting foolish." We fell silent knowing damn well that she was right.