Shadow-Dancer: Return of an Old Foe | #Wattys2019 Nomination

Therapy? Yeah, right

*time skip to after breakfast*

(Y/n) POV

There's a knock at the door.

"Alright, it's time for therapy!" calls a voice from the corridor. Ob immediately returns to my head and we walk to our therapy room.

"Who is that?" Ob asks.

"I'm not sure. I can't see past the hood over their head," I reply.

As we're walking, I manage to get a good look at our therapist from the corner of my eye.

"Natemare," Ob says. I can't see her, but I know she's gritting her teeth."He's going to pay for what he's done." When we arrive at the therapy room, Natemare gestures for us to sit in front of the desk. He sits on the other side of it. I let Ob take over. We do it slowly, though, so as to not alert Natemare to what's happening in front of him. Jack and Anti are doing the same thing.

Ob's POV

"Alright, before we begin, I'm going to list everyone's problems," Natemare explains. "Ella here has only one real friend because she manipulates anyone else who tries to get close to her. And she's about to lose that friend. Jack is struggling with voices in his head that don't even exist. The only voice in his head that does exist is Antisepticeye. And the Shadow-dancer..." he looks directly at me "...is a freak."

"THAT'S IT!" I deliver a roundhouse kick so powerful it sends Natemare into the wall behind him. My wings, claws and fangs fully extend from my body.

"What the?" he asks. I walk up to him. I'm absolutely seething with rage and my irises are glowing brighter than ever before because of it.

"FIRST OFF, WHAT YOU SAID ABOUT (Y/N) AND I IS A LIE! WE ARE NOT FREAKS! SECOND, THIS IS FOR EVERYONE YOU'VE HURT EMOTIONALLY!" I punch him in the face so hard it knocks him out.

"AND CHASE, HENRIK, MARVIN, JACKIE AND JAMESON ARE VERY MUCH REAL!" Anti adds.

"Alright, where's Brianne?" I ask Ella.

"Well, if memory serves me correctly, Celine's already taken her to the torture chamber," she explains.

"Then there's no time to lose," says Anti.

Brianne's POV
This place again. I remember it well. The cold metal bed, the chains and cuffs holding me down, the pain from getting my powers extracted. I don't know if I can take much more. To my surprise, the extraction process hasn't started yet. Celine's just standing there. Usually, she'd turn on the machine that extracts my powers without hesitation, but right now, it seems as though she's arguing with herself. Meanwhile, Mark, Dark, and Wilford are sitting at a bench in the corner of the room, obviously coming up with a gameplan.

I look back towards where Celine is and...she's gone! To my surprise, I feel the cuffs come off my wrists and ankles.

"What's happening?" I ask.

"I'm getting you out of here," she says. She then injects me with a serum that restores my ability to regenerate my powers.

"Why are you helping me, Celine?"

"Well, to put it simply, it's the right thing to do." She walks up to the others as I massage my wrists.

"Dark... Damien... I'm really sorry. For everything," she confesses.

"Celine, you're my sister. You always will be," he reassures her. "I now know that I was in the right to return you to your body."

"What about your powers?" she asks him.

"Just before the entity that was fatally wounded by Jack died, it transferred its powers to me," he explains.

"Well, I just got a message from Anti saying that Ob has taken Natemare out," Mark interjects.

"Let's go, then," I say.

"WaIt. We NeEd A pLaCe To MeEt Up," says Wilford.

"I'll contact Ella and tell her to have them meet up with us in front of Room B16."

"Then there's no time to lose," Mark says as we walk in the direction of Room B16.

"So, Celine, what happened back there?" I ask.

"I forced the entity that had been in control of my body since that fateful night at Markiplier Manor out," she answers.

(A/N: Wow! Almost 3/4 of the way done with this book! But don't worry because I have ideas for a prequel book that takes place in between the first one and this one. Song up top is "Turn It Up" by Tobu.)