Aw yes, chapter 9! In case someone forgot, at the end of the last chapter Kestrel, Piggeh, Stephano, and Dexter escaped from a splashy-thingummy-doodah, and PewDie was slowly losing his mind. With that, let us continue!

Warning: Curse words, and it gets a bit... weird at the end...

As always, I don't own Amnesia, PewDiePie, or any of the characters except Kestrel!

It was Stephano's turn to keep watch. He and Piggeh had been switching as regularly as possible since the other two had gone to sleep. Well, passed out in Dexter's case. The man in question was currently curled into a ball looking very peaceful. Hell, everything was peaceful at the moment. Too peaceful. Stephano swung his golden eyes over the end of the corridor, watching for any sign of movement. Nothing would get past him. He was so focused on the hall in front of him, he forgot to look back. One time when disobeying the first rule of Amnesia could well have saved him. But no, he didn't hear the footsteps sneaking up. He didn't hear the rock swinging through the air. But he DID feel it when it smashed into the back of his head, knocking him straight out. As he was dragged away by unseen hands, a piece of notepaper floated to the ground, resting on the spot where the man had been sitting.

~~~XXX~~~

Dexter was, surprisingly, the first to wake up, feeling fairly confused. Sitting up, he tried to piece together the memories from the night before. Something about... water. Lots of water. And a splashy thing. And running. And passing out. Looking around, he could see Kestrel and Piggeh fast asleep against opposite walls. But where was Stephano? Surely, if the others were asleep, he would be keeping watch, but the ex-statue was nowhere to be seen. It was then that Dexter saw the note. Standing up, he walked over to the sleeping pair, not wanting to read the note by himself. He gave Kestrel a shake. "Errrr... Hm? What is it, bro? Water-related nightmares?" The girl muttered, still half asleep.

"Kestrel, we have a problem."

"What?"

"Stephano's gone." That made her wake up. She took one look at the note on the floor, jumped up and ran to it. "Dexter, make Piggeh get up!" she said, flipping open the paper. "No worries, Kes, I'm already awake! What did you say about Stephano?"

"He's gone, Piggeh. Stephano's gone." Piggeh paled, his jaw dropping open. The indomitable Stephano, gone? Impossible! "Bros..." Came a small whimper. Dexter and Piggeh turned to look at the ginger girl, who looked back at them with a look of blank horror. "You want me to read this?" The two nodded, and Kestrel took a deep breath and began:

To my not-friends

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA! TWO DOWN, THREE TO GO! OuO In case you hadn't already noticed, your dear statue has been taken! Oh what joy! Honestly, I expected more of a fight from him. He didn't even hear me sneak up behind him and clonk him on the head with a rock! I mean, come on, really? He's been here all his life, and I beat him. I beat HIM. HELLS TO THE YEAAAAH! And now he can join lovely PewDie in my hiding spot! Oh, I should tell you how he's doing; BADLY. XD YEAHAHAHAAA! He's flaking already, and I've only cut him ONCE! So weak, and yet his screams are so satisfying~! Well, anyway, I hope you're ready for the next time, because the chase is on! :3 (OMG I love emoticons~!)

Yours hatefully, Bernard Barrel. LOLOLOLOL

By the end, Kestrel looked like she was struggling to breathe. Piggeh looked like he'd just been slapped, and Dexter had somehow ended up sitting on the floor. The Barrel had got the one person who could defend them even slightly from the monsters. The two men exchanged a glance. This was it. It was all over for them, now that they had no way to protect th- CRASH! The pair jumped, and stared at Kestrel, who had dropped the note and was currently rummaging through a conveniently placed cupboard. The crash had been when she had thrown a metal head over her shoulder so that it collided with the wall. Dexter sighed. "Kestrel, we know you're upset, but there's no need to start breaking things! Stephano's tough; he can handle it, I'm sure." Kestrel spun around, now clutching something in her hands: A rock. She sniffed. "I'm not hysterical, guys. I just thought we might need some back-up." With that, she placed the rock on the ground and dripped a bit of the melted-butter-potion onto it.

There was a flash of light, which faded to reveal a girl dressed in black, with pale skin, bright blue eyes, and long black hair. Piggeh was stunned. "Jennifer?" She spun around. "Wha-? Who the hell are you? And what the hell happened to me?" A cough from behind her. She turned back to see a serious-looking ginger girl. Jennifer opened her mouth to speak, but the girl beat her to it. "Hello, Jennifer. My name is Kestrel, and those behind you are Piggeh and Dexter. As for what happened to you, a while ago PewDie, Stephano and myself found a potion that turns you guys into people. I dripped some on you because recently we discovered that a Barrel has become human and has taken PewDie and Stephano hostage, and I figured we might need back-up. Plus I'm getting fed up with being the only girl around here." Piggeh, for some reason, thought this was a good time to make another of his well-known 'jokes'. "Wow, Kestrel!" He said, grinning. "That has to be the first sentence EVER that you've said without using some kind of obscenity!" Dexter turned to him.

"Piggeh, as true as that is, now is NOT the time to be commenting on Kestrel's vocabulary. Now is the time to get moving and rescue PewDie and Stephano." The ginger nodded in agreement, before looking at Jennifer and asking "So, can you fight?" The dark-haired girl shook her head, and Piggeh sighed. "So basically, we just wasted a drop of that potion on a useless person. Bloody wonderful! Just bloody... OKAY THAT'S CREEPY PLEASE STOP!" Kestrel and Jennifer had pulled out the infamous 'Death Glare'. It was super effective! Dexter facepalmed. "Guys, enough of the staring and creepiness. There's no lantern, so we'll have to go into the darkness again. Is everyone okay to go?" He glanced at the group surrounding him, feeling pleased with the identical determined looks on their faces. Nodding to each other, they all turned in the direction of the Inner Sanctum. It was time to get going. As they began to walk again, Dexter pulled his notebook out of his pocket and filled in another entry.

~~~XXX~~~

Stephano's head hurt. No, it didn't hurt; it was fucking agonising! He could barely see, it hurt so much. Or that could have been the fault of the near-total-darkness of the room he was in. The Inner Sanctum. So, they had been right. THIS is where the Barrel is hiding! Now, if only he could get free he could- A sadistic giggle cut him off. A giggle that sounded creepily familiar. Stephano licked his dry lips, then whispered "PewDie? PewDie, is that you?" Silence. And then... "Stephano?" The ex-statue's heart leapt. His friend was alive!

"PewDie! Jesus Christ, you're alive!"

"I'm not so sure about that..." Stephano frowned. What was his friend talking about? PewDie continued. "I can't see, Stephano. I can't see or feel anything. Only the dark and the chains, and the metal that leaks warmth. I like the metal, Stephano. At first it hurt, and I didn't like it, but then my friend told me that it was good! And now I like it!" Stephano was confused.

"Your... friend? There's nobody else here, PewDie." Another sadistic giggle from the Swedish man. "Don't be silly, Stephano. Of course he's here. He's in my head~!" Sudden silence. Stephano waited, and then PewDie continued. "He doesn't like you, Stephano. He says you shouldn't be trusted, that you'll take the metal away. I don't want the metal to go! Please don't take the metal from me!" A sudden noise of to the left. Stephano's head whipped round, trying to locate the noise without sight. He could hear PewDie laughing, a dark, twisted version of his normal laugh. "It's your turn, Stephano. You'll see. The metal hurts at first, but it gets better. I promise you that. You trust me, right? You trust your old friend?" Stephano jumped as a sharp edge pressed against the skin of his face. He screwed his eyes shut to resist the pain, but it was too much. Manic laughter mixed with pain-laden shrieks, as the knife dug into flesh, only to be joined by a mad cackle from one brown-clad Barrel.

Oh dear god, what have I done? Anyway, I've put a list on my profile that will be updated regularly, that's where you should go if you want to know what I'm working on etc. As always, reviews are greatly appreciated. AND I think I'll take on an OC in the next chapter, so submit yours in a review or a message! *brofist* :D