Chapter 2: Secret Ending: Darkness
"Location: Tenebris, Umbros, Avina's Realm, October 22nd 2110"
Back in Avina's Observatory in Tenebris, George was standing in front of Avina's throne, which was silver with wires connecting it to various cords, cables, and pipes. Avina herself was sitting on it, but she was shrouded in darkness, so she only gave out a silhouette. In front of the throne was a holographic monitor, which George was standing in front of. And standing next to George was Xyriel. The older man sighed.
"Heh. That teenager could've had them... if someone had stuck around to give him a hand." Xyriel said.
George scowled.
"Hey, I did my part. I brought that girl, Allison, didn't I?" George asked.
"Gary was beyond help, consumed by his own hatred. One should beware of letting that burn too fiercely." Avina replied.
Xyriel held up his hands.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Lighten up. I'm as cool as they come, alright?" Xyriel asked. He then turned to George and said "By the way, kiddo, have we got something special for you.".
"Huh?" George asked in confusion.
Avina was silent for a few moments.
"We had a deal, yes? You help us, and we grant you your wish." Avina replied.
There was a flash of light on the projector. After a few moments, a projection of an unconscious Abigail came up.
"Abby!" George cried.
"Go to her. Sergio will help you find her." Avina ordered.
George turned around. Sergio Sugarcrash, a boy with red eyes, olive skin with a few scars on his face, and red-and-black alternating patterned hair set up in spikes with the sides shaved like a crew cut, and wearing a beige shirt, ripped gray pants with a chain belt with a small cracked skull buckle, a black denim vest, several leather armbands on his upper arms, a necklace with a finger claw hanging on it, spiked fingerless gloves, and leather boots, walked into the throne room and stood by the door.
"Just remember, boy. This isn't going to be some sort of pleasure voyage." Sergio said.
George turned back to Avina.
"Why are you doing all this for me? What's the catch?" George asked.
"Catch? What's the catch?" Avina asked. She extended a shadowy hand, cupped the bottom of George's chin, and said "Silly boy. Your like a son to me. I only want you to be happy.".
George coldly brushed her hand away.
"I seriously doubt that." George said.
"Believe what you want... but lest we forget, I kept my end of the bargain." Avina said.
George stared at her for a few moments, before turning around and heading towards Sergio. Avina just watched him silently as he walked away.