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Simpsons: Swallowed By Darkness

Chapter IV: Control Of You

The flaming punch stopped a few inches away from her Chest and heart, by the time he had stopped she had already fainted from presumable shock or something else. He had stopped because he had, had a wonderful, evil, menacing idea that had just appeared in his head in the last seconds. he believe that she needed to suffer so much more, not have a mostly painless death like he would have done accidentally before, no, he wanted her to scream in agony, humiliate her, he wanted her to see his superiority and see her inferiority, he wanted to make her see her fears come to life before her so her confidence and proudness crumble away to reveal the real harsh reality, he wanted here to be begging and wishing for death when he was finished, even settling for a painful death, and he being as merciful as he is would grant her that wish. A dark smirk had formed on his face as he thought over the idea.

He dropped the unconscious body of Jessica Lovejoy onto the floor with a thud and without any care as his head turned towards the Simpson family, who had kept their eyes closed so they were not able to witness any murder by sight, but they thought Jessica had been killed when not. He could detect tears streaming down their face as they shook violently in fear no daring to look at what they thought was the dead body of Jessica on the cold unforgiving floor, thinking off her face lifelessly staring into nothingness, no longer living but in the clutches of death, they were wrong though she was just and still unconscious on the floor.

"Oh you are such cowards!" mocked Obscurus also known as future Bart, with a smirk on his face as his younger self Bart had the enough courage to dare and open his eye, gazing at the body on the floor, he gasped in horror fearing the worst. This only made the older version chuckle darkly as he saw the horror on his face, knowing of what thoughts were running through his head at the very moment. Bart the younger had tears glistening in his eyes as he ignore the chuckle and focused sourly on the female figure.

"Is she dead?" Bart asked his older self in fear, using all his will and brainpower not to quiver or show any weakness, even though Obscurus could easily read him by just a simple look his way. Obscurus chuckled at the horror and pain on Bart's face, he was said to thrive off these emotion as he did, he craved them and it was easy to make people show them to him. "Is she!" he repeat in a shouting voice that was a bit high-pitch because of his fear therefore making Obscurus chuckle more at his younger self's foolish attempt to demand from him.

"No she is only unconscious" replied Obscurus finally, smirking still. Bart face washed with relief at what had just been said by his older self, but that quickly turned to fear as he realized he had insulted a frightening adult. "But he's me, he can't hurt me, because he is hurting himself" thought Bart in realisation as relief flooded him quickly and he felt a faint smile form on his lips, but that was quickly wiped off by a glare sent his way by those blood red eyes of Obscurus, he shivered as h glared at him for a few moment, when the glare past Bart was still tense out in fear. He looked over at his family who had their eye open with worry, they probably opened their eyes when his older self had informed them that Jessica was just unconscious.

"I can't hurt you physically, but I can mentally. I could hurt you friends and family members that don't play a part in your transformation" informed Obscurus in a cold voice that still having been used many times, and had still managed to keep it's effect of fear intact. "I can kill innocent children who having nothing to do with you transformation easily, imagine their screams of pain as they slip away from life" he added the last sentence on to add more of a effect on his younger self, he was saying this because he could read his younger self's fault.

Obscurus glanced at Jessica and then at the Simpson; Jessica still was unconscious, while the Simpson were still frozen in fear, but he could sense some relief about not another death happening on the floor. "Know how am I going to make my future prevail instead of disappear because of the information my younger self has discovered of his future which he seems to distaste?" Obscurus asked himself within his mind, he mulled over his option for a few moments. "Of course I don't understand why I hadn't thought of it sooner, it 's probably because of the stupidity my old families projecting, mainly Homer" he thought, amuse at the part about Homers stupidity. He turned and scanned his surroundings. "But first I need to get rid of Jessica, I know" he thought, stretching out his hand and pointing them at the unconscious Jessica and then he whispering "insomnium" the air grew colder around Jessica as well as the wind slightly picking up but only for around a few seconds.

"Good. She will be in an everlasting nightmare that brings her fears to life before eye, and it shall be everlasting, unless I command it to stop" he thought of the technique he had just use and smirked in satisfaction of it. "Now I need to place her body somewhere..... I believe I will try my prisoner hold dimension, very effective, I can even visit to torture" I thought menacingly with a smirk of delight upon his face as he considered and contemplated the best way to torture him. "Of course it shall be entertaining indeed, to be interesting for me" he thought.

"Teleportare Dimension 12433455464532" he said in his head as a non-verbal charm; as those certain words left his lips, she disappear in a flash, leaving no indication of that she was ever except the memory of her once there that had been imprinted into the mind, but besides that it was like she never was there at all. He gave a glance at Maggie, Lisa, Bart, Marge and Homer, they hall were stunned, even Maggie dropped her pacifier, Bart just stared at the certain spot she had disappear, as did the rest of his family. They were just stunned, wondering where she had gone or more in Bart's case if she was alright. He smirked at how weak he was at that age, so very weak indeed, but then again he had a long way to go before he became him, years as seeing his younger self, Bart of this time was only ten as seeing he had eleven years to become exactly like him, seeing as he, Obscurus also known as Future Bart by the Simpsons was twenty-one and immanency powerful at that, but that only happened if it went the way it was supposed, if not his future would never come to exist, which it needed to, to become powerful, strong, intelligent and more.

"Where did she go?" asked Bart, in the first time in his life timidly. This only made Obscurus laugh at him for his weakness, it amazed him that he used to be like that, he had never noticed he was this weak, not by far. The laugh scared Bart who cowered away, he stopped laughing. "This is getting ridiculous, I was that weak, foolish, stupid and I cowered. What the hell is wrong with my past self?" he thought staring at him with disbelief, which made younger Bart more unease by the second. Everyone was silent for a few moments, the Simpsons dared not say a word to the evil, frightening future Bart/Obscurus. Then Obscurus thought up the plan for a few moment s and a dark smirk broke through, the reaction of the Simpson was fear at this.

"What are you going to do with us?" Lisa asked breaking the silence, because she was so curious about what would take place next, and fearful of what will happen to them. His head snapped to her making her shudder as his blazing blood-red eyes bore into her's for a few moments before. Everyone was silent for a few seconds before Obscurus decided he probable should say something.

"Oh you'll find out soon enough" he replied in his natural cold voice, his cold calculating eyes scanning the people before him every movement and mind and facial expression because it was his natural and automatic way to do things like these. "I can't go ruining to surprise can't I dear sister" he stated mockingly as he saw her squirm under his gaze. "Don't worry, it will come soon, so very soon. I doubt that will satisfy you but I don't actually car" he added in his normal death cold voice, he could tell he added to their fear and liked it.

The suddenly the lights went out in an instant, fear started to consume the Simpson as it was too dark to see what was happening around them. They scream, yelped and shouted in fear and some anger, while Maggie cried in fear. Marge was looking for her son Bart frantically, afraid of what will happen to him. "Bart! Bart! Where are you?!" she kept asking into darkness, hoping he would reply, but alas nothing, she began to feel tear forming in her eyes. "Bart Simpson! Where are you?!" she shouted into the darkness again but did not get a response from her beloved son. "Bart. Please where are you?" she asked into the darkness in despair and fear, still hoping for a response, but still, none at all.

"Enough boy! Answer your Mother!" demanded Homer into the darkness, irritated but also worried about his son's well being. They were silent waiting for an answer of some sorts, even a cough, gasp, yelp or groan would do, still there was no response. "Bart if your alive answer" said Homer, no response. "Okay if your alive don't answer" said Homer into the darkness, no response. "See he's fine" exclaimed Homer stupidly, Everyone tried to looked at him strangely but could see him as wellas ther est of the family, they could only hear and feel each other. "What?" he asked oblivious to his stupidity by a long shot.

"Bart?!" Lisa asked in a shouting voice, scanning the area, trying to at least see a form or something, she couldn't find a thing at all, it wasn't normal dark, it was more abnormally dark, a dark that made all you surrounds look like a blank black, it scared her and her family even more. Then they heard a groin and got excited knowing it to be Bart, they felt relieved. They had been so worried before and were happy to hear him, but they were worried if he was hurt in anyway or other thing that might of happened, they began to thing before he was kidnapped by his older self, that had truly made them fear and worry even more at the thought. "Bart where are you?" asked Lisa, trying to find him.

"I don't know! It's so dark, I can't see a thing!" he replied with a shouted of irritation as he tried to find them, but stumbled over over some unforeseeable objects in front of him, he groin as he hit the hard floor with a thud, thus making him yelp in pain, he stayed there for a second or two before getting up, off the floor and onto his feet, happy no one saw that or else it would be embarrassing. "Are you okay Bart" asked the worried voice of his Mother, fearful of him being hurt as always, in any situation she was worried about him, but it was her job, seeing as her being his Mother.

"I'm fine mom!" he replied, following where voices came from. "Can you all say something so I can find you?!" he shouted as he nearly tripped over a chair but regained his balance quickly. He wondered where his older self went, he hadn't seen him or heard him in a while, he wondered what he was up to. This day was the weirdest day in his life and he was scared, it was a very traumatic day, looking at what he turned into made him more frightened then ever before, looking at himself killing the man with no mercy, his older self actually enjoying his killing of the poor soul in a painful way, no one deserved to die like that, it was horrible to watch, he would probably have nightmares for the rest of his life about that agonized murder.

"Okay! Bart over here, over her my special-little-guy!" she shouted, making it easier for Bart to find her. He walked towards the area where the sound had erupted from and after a few seconds had found them by bashing into Homer's large belly and landing back first onto the cold floor with a groan. "Sorry Boy" apologized Homer, still not being able to see where he was, but knew it was Bart who had crashed into him because of the groan which had heard many a time. The suddenly the light came on to reveal the whole room again.

Some chairs and other things were turned over from Bart crashing into them in the dark, still a crack in the wall from Jessica bashing into it and some ash from the person who died. There was something missing thought, it was the older Bart, he wasn't there, he had just disappeared and they were certain that he created the darkness-they-couldn't-see-through thing that really annoyed them. Bart was more worried about the missing Jessica who had disappeared in a flash before it went dark, he was worried about her because she was his girlfriend future self.

"Mom, where'd my future self?" asked Bart curiously, scanning the area for any sign of the monster he would become in that future. "I haven't see him since the black out thing, but I know he's planning something big" added Bart gazing at his mom. She was looking around also checking if he would come back but found nothing, not a trace of him there. He had left the house or to her worst fear just this room and was still hiding in the house somewhere, ready to strike. The other felt the same way, all contemplating the idea with fear.

"Oh my goodness it's it''s eleven o'clock. Kids go to bed" she announced, changing the subject quickly out of fear. Everyone looked at her strangely, but complied anyway, grumbling angrily at the prospect of going to bed, it seemed just seem incomprehensible to go to bed now, at this very day, with the Psychopathic Maniac maybe in this house, in their rooms, they definitely weren't going to sleep tonight or the next, they had just witnessed, a horrible traumatic even, and now their mother tells them to go to bed, it was crazy.

They trudged out of the kitchen door into the corridor and then walked up the stairs towards each of their bedroom. He opened the door to his bedroom, revealing: Krusty toys, video games, a Krusty bed-set with a desks and videos game consoles, with Itchy and Scratchy toy and really it was a mess that looked like it hadn't been clean in months, even though it was only a day. He was shaking looking round frantically, hoping by dear God that his future self wasn't in there. He knew he wouldn't get much sleep tonight at all, he got into bed and tucked himself in, normally his mother tucked him in, but she wasn't there, probably still down stairs.

"Why hello" said a death cold voice, he bolted up looking around frantically but couldn't see his future self at all, not even a form of a person, only his toys and various stuff, but not him. He was puzzled but just thought of it as his imagination. "Oh it's not your imagination. I'm really here" whispered the voice coldly, but Bart could not discover the source of the voice. Nobody was there, yet their had to be because it wasn't him talking it was someone else. "Look in the mirror" commanded the voice coldly and impatiently. Bart was puzzled but complied, only to gasp in horror.

What he saw in the mirror was not his face, it was a young male adults face, it had was a handsome face that looked like his own, it had blood-red eyes and was smirking back at him. He knew who it was, it was a person that scared him to no end, it was himself, but in his future self. "What are you doing here?" Bart demanded in terror and fear as he gaze at his older self in the mirror. "Why are you in my mirror?"

"Oh I'm not in the mirror, I'm in you. Oh and don't bother showing your reflection in a mirror so they can see, because they won't see me, only your exact reflection. They would probably think you crazy from the trauma of today" replied the cold voice of Obscurus, Bart's evil future self. Bart shuddered at the prospect of him inside his mind, it was horrible, this was the worst day of his life.

"Why are you here? What do you want?" Bart asked, his voice nearly stuttering while saying that.

"Control of you!"

Darkness Consumed Him......

Author Notes:

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