Howdy, my fellow nerds! Flannel here with the sequel to my Total Drama fanfic, The Darkness Within Light!
Real excited for this story and I hope you enjoy this first chapter.
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Thanks again!
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It was two in the morning and Mike was laying in bed wide awake.
And even though it had been four months since the "incident" as the alters called it. Mike was still spending yet another sleepless night, thinking of her.
Zoey.
As he laid in the darkness of his bedroom, he couldn't stop remembering the last conversation they had together, it keeps playing in his mind like a broken record on repeat.
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Mike had just punched Scott, watching as the ginger fell to the ground. He was about to kick him in the ribs when Zoey stopped him, fear and sadness in her voice as she grabbed his arm and tried to pull him away from Scott.
"Mike! Stop!"
Mike almost didn't want to stop, he wanted Scott to hurt. He wanted the ginger boy to feel the same pain physically as Mike was now feeling mentally. But in the end, he stopped and looked at Zoey, yanking his arm free from her grasp.
""He deserved that. But. . .Zoey, why? Why did you do it?"
Zoey looked down, tears started to form in her eyes as she blinked them away, "I didn't feel safe with you after what happened during All-Stars with Mal and everything, and then I started talking to Scott. . ."
"What are you saying?"
"I'm saying. . .I think we need to find someone better suited for us. I'm sorry."
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"I didn't' feel safe with you."
". . .better suited for us."
"I'm sorry."
Snippets of Zoey's words bounced around in Mike's head as he struggled to get to sleep. It was in vain though as he knew he wasn't going to sleep anytime soon. Mike wasn't the only one awake as Mal seemed to noticed Mike's restlessness and was not too happy about it.
"For the love of God, get to sleep. You can't spend every night thinking about Zoey."
"I know, but-"
"Enough! Jesus, Mike. Get over her, she cheated on you! With that dirty farm boy, Scott. She isn't worth all this."
Mike frowned, "Why does it sound like you're actually trying to be helpful for once?"
Mike swore he felt Mal smile in their head, "Just looking out for you, Mikey."
"Yea, looking out for me. . ."
Mike sighed, closing his eyes as he finally drifted off to a dreamless sleep.
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The next morning, Mike did his usual routine of taking a long shower. Stripping completely, Mike stepped into the shower as the water poured over him. It was nice and warm as he closed his eyes, forgetting about his problems for a second. For a second, he had nothing to worry about.
For a second, he was just Mike.
Then Mal's voice crept into his thoughts.
"Mike, I have a plan. If you're interested."
Mike ignored him for a second and turned off the shower's water, getting out and wrapping a towel around his waist. He then got dressed after drying off and sat on his bed. He sighed deeply and exhaled, "What's your plan, Mal?"
"I have a plan to help you get your little redhead back."
"And why would you help me?"
"Because I was getting tired of you moping around over her for the past four months."
"Thanks, but I don't need your help."
"You what?" Mal snarled, the anger in his voice was clear.
"You heard me."
Mal was annoyed now, "You do. You can't win Zoey back without my help. You need me, Mike."
"I can win her back myself, I know it."
Mal sneered and rolled his eyes, "Good luck then."
Then Mike's head was silent. And he was alone.