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Chapter Four

Okay! whenever I reach a spot in the actual game that you get a choice it will be in bold and be sandwiched between these lines " -------" kay? kay... Keep in mind that i won't be using all the choice options. Because of laziness or because I'm not willing to destroy feels. That is probally 40% of the time, considering this is an Oni story. OH! and cursing because of  certain Fandom. :3

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Sherlock went to go check the bathroom again. Having found nothing in the kitchen at all. The door to which he first saw the beat enter was open. Pure curiosity had overtaken this cat as he neared. The room was dark, so Sherlock felt along the nearest wall without going in farther. "Where is the bloody switch?" He muttered to himself. He found it and pondered for a second if he should flip it or not.

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Sherlock decided that he didn't need the light. So he didn't flip the switch. He took a few steps forward. Thinking this as a closet. "DiE" Muttered a deep voice. Sherlock acted too late- the sound of movement and then a ripping sound was the only thing heard. The ripping of what? The answer was simple. The ripping of Sherlock's flesh. "N-No" Sherlock muttered, before the attacker removed it's oversized hand from his midriff and Sherlock fell into a pile on the floor. A pool of dark crimson growing around him. Larger and larger as the light from the still open doorway grew less and less. Eventually- it faded away into nothingness. Just as the Sherlock Fandom let out his final and ragid breath.

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Sherlock flipped the switch. The light blinked on and there stood the beast. Right infront of him. It took a step forward just as Sherlock pulled out his gun. And aimed it for the beast's head. He fired but it did a good amount of damage. Not killing it. The monster took a swing at Sherlock but missed as Sherlock jumped and landed on the attacker's hand. Running up it's arm in 3 long strides and kicking it IN THE FACE! That did alittle less damage. Sherlock was then hit and smashed against the floor- he got up and fired 3 more shots until the lights flicked off. Sherlock ran to the switch.

The lights came back to life and revealed he room as empty. "Its... gone?" Sherlock asked, looking around. This seemed to be a powder room. What with so many mirrors. 'I'm worried about Mlp. Homestuck can do fine- he's smart enough... gah stop wasting time and hurry up and find the Brony boy' Sherlock scolded himself.

He went off and checked the bathroom again for anything. Quickly finding that if he inserted money into the toilet- he could by non-Hetalia made scones and more beer. Which seemed to heal his health and some sort of Magic Energy. This- despite how it appeared as disgusting- was actually a pretty clean way of buying things in the house.

Sherlock went up to the second floor. He went down the hallway and pondered weather to go upstairs or not. But he didn't. Instead- he went to the other hallway. Reaching the end where the only other room was. He used a key that he'd found to unlock it, it was labeled 'Bedroom'. Going inside, where he had the suspicion to turn and lock the door behind him. Which he did. He then turned away from the door and took in the layout of the room.

There were bookshelves in the near right corner and a large table taking up the left half of the room. 2 queen sized beds in green blankets, were separated by 2 feet. against the far wall near the right. Between them, a figure was huddled.

Black hair, horns, grey skin peeking out of a short sleeved shirt and cargo shorts. This was none other- than the Homestuck fandom. Facing towards the wall, his back to Sherlock, and shivering. Sherlock went on silent feet to stand behind Homestuck. Homestuck spun around while standing and brandished his weapon, a gleaming katana, and took a blind swing at his 'attacker'. "Whose there!?" He yelled as he swung. "Homestuck, Calm down! It's me!" Sherlock said.

Homestuck lowered his sword and blinked at the other Fandom. "Sherlock? Oh- sorry" He said. "Are you alright?" Sherlock asked as the end of Homestuck's sword hit the ground. "T-There was a Monster! Scarier than Hussie! I swear! It was naked and the colour of Hetalia's scones!" Homestuck announced. Sherlock was trying to see how an average Joe like Andrew Hussie was scary. Then again- he had the ability to change Homestuck completely with a single update. For worse or better. That- in and of itself- scared any Fandom shitless.

"It's true! We all saw it! Me, and the Asshole, and Mlp too!" Homestuck announced. Sherlock nodded, "Yes. I know." He commented. "Before I knew it, I wound up in here... I.. don't know where anyone else went... Am I even making sense?" Homestuck rambled. "You make alot of sense. I saw it aswell" Sherlock admitted.

"What the fuck is that, THING? And what happened to the others?" Homestuck asked, worry coating his voice. "Calm down- would you like me to bring you something to drink?" Sherlock asked. "Now that you mention it- I am alittle thirsty. Do you have water or something?" Homestuck asked, calming down alittle. "No, But I can go get some. Do you want me too?" Sherlock asked once more. "Yeah- wait a second... no. I don't. What happened to the other two?" Homestuck asked.

"Supernatural is on the same floor. Claiming that he was too hungry to explore. I haven't found Mlp- do you know where he could be?" Sherlock asked. "What!? Mlp is missing!? Do you think the Monster got him?" Homestuck asked. "We can't be sure. He's fast and knows how to run away from a fight. I do believe he managed to get away" Sherlock said. "You're right about that one, kid can run" Homestuck commented. Sherlock nodded.

"Well, I'll go look for him too. What is the Asshole doing anyway?" Homestuck added after some silence. "Said he was too hungry to move. Do you have anything he can eat?" Sherlock asked. Homestuck dug in his pockets after sheathing the sword to his back. Where it always is. "Something to eat, huh? Now that you're asking I do have some mushrooms. Think he'll eat them?" Homestuck said, pulling out a few mushrooms that belong in a salad bar.

"It should do" Sherlock said, putting them in his own pocket. "Alright! Then lets get...." Homestuck trailed off as he heard something in the hall. It was silent for a few minutes, Homestuck with an expression that showed concentration. "What is it?" Sherlock asked, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. "Don't you hear it? Something is getting.... closer" Homestuck said, in a quiet voice.

Thumping was getting louder and louder. "Say... you didn't happen to... lock the door... did you?" Homestuck asked. Sherlock nodded. Homestuck unsheathed his katana. "Well? You brought your gun right? If it's not just for show- hurry up and get it out" Homestuck said. Sherlock took out his gun and replaced any missing bullets in the magazine before hitting the end with his palm to ensure it was locked in place. He turned off the safety.

Something started banging on the door. Sherlock and Homestuck could hear their hearts pounding in their ears. "Is it gone?" Homestuck asked.  Sherlock nodded. "Probally" Sherlock said, turning so he faced one wall and stared at the door with the turn of his head.

"Okay- That was freaky. We should go find the asshole and give him the food or whatever. Then let's find Mlp and get the hell out of here ASAP!" Homestuck said. Sherlock nodded and they went to open the door. Unlocking it and stepping outside. But alas- things are not what they seem. Just as Sherlock and Homestuck had shut the door behind them-

"Sherlock, Look out!"

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Cliff hangers! >:33 and Homestuck joins us for a grand ol' time. I wonder what will happen next.. hmm? See you next time- dearies!