Help! I'm Falling. - Sanders Sides

Chapter Thirty-Three

Missy tore out of Logan's grip, running forward. "LET MY FAMILY GO!" she screamed, getting to where Roman was standing, a heaviness taking hold of her.

"Oh Aritza, poor little airy Ari,  you should choose your words more widely. I thought that for someone defined by misleading comments, you would know such I thing." 'Anxiety' stated, his hand falling limply to his side.

In a matter of second, a thud echoed across the Twistedscape. Millions upon millions of voices flooded the area.

"This is your last chance Vincent. Join me and you'll live. Stay here and you'll perish with the rest of them." 'Anxiety' proposed to the dark trait.

Vincent frowned, shaking his head, "No, Decan. I'd rather perish with the traits who belong with Thomas, than join you and help to control a miserable Thomas." he stated, crossing his arms over his chest.

'Anxiety' smirked, "Well, guess you wish to never see Cameron again. They will be staying here, whether you like it or not. They really are a pretty one, I wouldn't mind another shot." he sneered, licking his lips at the end of his statement.

Vincent hissed, his eyes turning to slits, "Don't you touch them! You're the reason they are how they are. You dirty, demented fucking arsehole." he spat, storming towards the villain.

Logan watched the scene unfold, 'Why does Cameron mean so much to the snake?' he thought, watching as Vincent was crippled by the same force that had taken Missy out before hand.

"Lo-Logan, your-your-" Patton's stammering voice pulled him out of his thoughts.

He looked down at the scared emotional trait, "What's wrong?" he asked, reaching up to fix his glasses, remembering that they weren't there.

"You're disappearing." Patton breathed out, pointing at Logan's feet.

Logan glanced down, confused beyond his own mind, his feet were gone and he was floating in the middle of the air. He noticed that Patton's hoddie was disappearing as well. He knelt down, as far as he could without feet, looking at Patton, "So are you." he replied quietly.

Patton let out small giggle, looking down.

"How is this funny?" Logan asked, eyebrows knitting together, trying to think of an adequate response to his own question.

Shaking his head, Patton replied, "Not funny. Just ironic." he mumbled, his arms and legs tingling as the started to disappear.

The response brought more questions to Logan's mind, but he dismissed them, just nodding in agreement. They stated as they were, a comfortable silence between them, until everything faded, and all they could see was blue.

"Why are you doing this?" Roman asked, staring at the dark trait that was parading around in his friend's skin.

'Anxiety' let out a laugh, "Because, love, that's what I was created to do. Just like how little Lilith here, " he crouched down moving a stray hair for the crumpled body of the once innocent looking trait, "was created to control Thomas' stress, or Aritza, " he turned to face the girl who was on her knees, fighting hard under the pressure of 'Anxiety's' force, "was created by Thomas' love for Misleading Comments." he turned back to the princely trait, placing his fore finger and middle finger under Roman's chin

Roman spat at 'Anxiety' moving his head away, "And what about Deceit? Why have you hurt him, he didn't do anything to you." he asked, glancing at the snakesque trait.

'Anxiety' let out a 'hmph', almost gliding over to where Vincent was lying on the floor, crumpled in a similar manner to Lilith. "Vince got what he deserved. That's what happens when your decisions are clouded by love. Just ask Logan and my little sunshine. They'd be able to tell you more than enough." 'Anxiety' flicked his head in the direction of where other two light traits had been.

Roman didn't dare to turn and look, fearing the worst and inherently knowing that the worst was the truth. He felt a sharp sting as he started to disappear.

'Anxiety' watched, wide eyed, like a kid in a candy store. "Nighty night, love." his would hung in Roman's mind until all he saw was red.

Anxiety's POV
I felt myself drop back into my body, taking a moment to get my bearings, a voice boomed around me.

"Good job little gem. You couldn't have done better. But now you are not needed. Collect the small orbs and revert back to your simplest form."

I looked around me, small coloured orbs floated around in the air. I counted them, six, dark blue, light blue, red, yellow, black and orange. I could here the thought click in my brain, "My friends." a whisper fell from my lips. I did as the voice had told me, maybe it will keep them safe. As soon as I touched the orbs, they disappeared.

Soon, I was the only left in the weird twisted purple world, I curled up, a numb sensation taking over my body, I know that I am disappearing, I deserve this because I couldn't stop him.

Until everything was purple.