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The Beginning Of The End
“I've been looking for you everywhere, what made you think you can leave me?” The black-haired man said with an annoyed tone, he was controlling.
“What makes you think that you can control me? I’m not naive anymore.” The leader of the opposition DenyXD, replied with a firm, voice, he wasn't going to let Insomnia treat him like a puppet anymore, he was free from the strings of manipulation that the conductor of the dead held on him.
“You are! You blindly went to the wrong train, don’t worry dear friend, I’ll guide you again.” Insomnia took a step closer to Creek, the conductor thought his actions were justified when they weren’t.
That action was enough to make the opposition leader collapse in anger, he punched Insomnia in the face, the mask of the black-haired boy cracking a bit. “get the fuck away from me.” he raised his voice, not feeling intimidated by Insomnia being better at close combat than himself.
“I’m done with your whining, everything I did, I did it for you. I am NOT letting you leave me, you’re MY friend and only mine,” Insomnia added in anger as if his emotions were so unstable that even with the mixed feelings he had towards the British man, his anger was controlling him now, he refuses to be alone again.
“I’m not going back to you, you’re insane! what would Indigo say about it?” The brunette yelled at Insomnia and even brought up the conductor’s dead fiancé a big mistake.
“Take their name out of your filthy mouth, you have no permission to confront me or mention him against me.” Creek’s response caught him off guard, he wasn’t expecting that the guy he considers his best friend would use his deceased fiancé as a comeback.
“Or what? I bet he’d be disappointed, now I see why so many people would warn others about you. I should’ve stayed stuck at the train station instead of following you to the train.” Creek replied already tired of the taller black-haired man trying to manipulate him once again.
“If you aren’t going voluntarily, I’ll take you with me, I don’t care if you don’t want to. you have no choice.” Insomnia said while unsheathing his sword, ready to strike and swing it at Creek.
right before he could hurt the leader of the opposition, an arrow was shot toward the sword, it went with enough strength to make the masked guy’s hold on the sword quite unstable, preventing the attack. Insomnia looked at the side where the arrow came from and saw a deer hybrid, one he knew very well, that hybrid was also a victim of his manipulation.
“What do you think you’re doing-” Insomnia couldn’t finish speaking, and another sword came directly at him, he managed to protect himself from the attack, the arrow was a distraction and he fell for it. The owner of the hit was Claydough, an old friend and old enemy. The same guy who killed him once.
The fight continued for a while, swords crashing and arrows flying, it was a three against one, at least that’s what he thought. After an exhausting combat, Insomnia got his sword knocked away from his grasp.
“Fine, you got me, but this isn’t the end.” The train conductor was about to leave but his way was interrupted why being surrounded by the three people opposing him, pointing with weapons.
“It is the end, for you,” Claydough said and looked to his left side, at Creek. the opposition leader managed to restrain Insomnia from escaping, Divs, the deer hybrid put handcuffs on him, attached to chains.
“It’s just the beginning, but I’d recommend not trying to escape,” Divs said while they were guiding him along with Creek, at the same time Claydough was ready to attack in case Insomnia tried to escape.
After a while of walking, they all reached Pandora's Vault, the wardens were waiting for Insomnia and the other three to enter so the man with a black mask could finally pay for his actions.
He got thrown at the main cell, the one with a lava waterfall as an entrance, making it impossible to break out, at least with no items on him, he was doomed.
He was left alone, the heat of the room was overwhelming, and the obsidian of the walls and floor was warm. Insomnia hated the heat, he was used to the cold temperatures of Limbo. he was finally paying for his crimes and actions, once again defeated.