Thoughts Are LOUDER In Silence |COMPLETED|

nineteen

[Note to self: always carry a mop in the comments section. You never know when someone will either die from cliffhangers or when someone will murder Apathy. Aint no one wanna see blood on the carpet.

-MJ]

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"You're just going to ignore that Logan is missing?!" Roman asked in an angry tone. Rage took a sharp breath, not wanting to lose his anger on a pathetic light side. "You don't care, do you? You only want to get Deceit and Self Doubt back, don't you?!"

Rage stopped in his tracks, his hands shaking and clenched into fists at his side. "Don't tell me what I do and do not care about. I know what I'm doing and if you ever want to create another thing ever again, I advise that you shut the fuck up."

"If you really cared about anyone then you would be searching for Logan!" Roman yelled. Before the prince could draw his sword for defense, Rage had him by the throat.

Rage had a smirk on as the prince struggled to breath. "I warned you pretty boy, you didn't listen. Now I--"

"Ray stop!" Depression hugged him from behind. "Hurting him isn't worth it. Save your strength for Apathy." Rage  seemed to slowly calm down and come back to his senses. He dropped Roman and stumbled backwards, nearly making Depression trip.

"I-I'm...I-I.." Rage stared in shock at what he had done. Roman was on the ground gasping for breath while Virgil was making sure the prince was alright. "I-I hadn't meant to snap. I-I'm sorry.."

Once Roman had regained his strength, the group marched on. Roman, Patton and Virgil kept glaring at Rage, which only made the dark side feel worse about what happened. The sound of laughter echoed throughout the darkness, causing Roman to draw his sword and Rage to conjure one.

"Oh would you look at that. Seems as though I found the sheep that belong to Little Bo Peep," A giggle erupted from the owner of the voice. "Pain and Apathy will be so proud of me!"

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Self Doubt's condition was getting worse and the pain was more frequent. Despair tried to help him but it was no use. Logan had started pacing the cell, trying to think of ways to get out.

"L-Logan, it's not your f-fault." Self doubt had managed to choke out. "Apathy knew th-that you would be doing this. H-he has literal eyes and e-ears every--" He started coughing painfully as it felt like his lungs were on fire. He could taste the blood that was beginning to pool in his mouth whenever he coughed. He spit the blood out, thankful that it was unnoticeable in the dark. "e-everywhere. Don't blame y-yourself."

Logan stopped his pacing and looked at the prince of darkness. "What do you mean 'literal eyes and ears'? Is this some sort of riddle?"

Self Doubt shook his head and started couching again. Despair rubbed the prince's back as support, as he had only ever seen something like this happen once; and it wasn't like this. Self Doubt gave the other a small smile, much different than the ones he would give anyone who he wasn't close to.

"Apathy h-has minions. They disguise themselves a-as other sides and report b-back to Apathy. E-Envy, a rival of Roman's, was forced into b-being on Apathy's side. H-he's the one who d-does the most reporting.."

"Oh how right you are, deary~" A voice said in a way that mocked Self Doubt. "And I'll be happy to inform you that your 'friends' are in for a treat."