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(don't play the song until told.)
((Y/N)'s POV)
I could barely keep my eyes open as Sky let go of me. Whoever was holding me helped me to my feet and I finally turned my head, flinching from the soreness as I did, to glance at the person to my right.
"I-Ian…" I choked out, "Husky… but I thought…" I trailed off as they let go of my arms and, due to my knees buckling, nearly fell over backwards onto the floor. A pair of arms caught me and I expected to see my brother, but, as I looked up, I saw it wasn't. Who I saw was a boy about my age and my height smiling down at me. I knew I'd seen him before… but where? His thick square glasses and scruffy light brown hair were so familiar… I chuckled nervously, seeing a light blush on his cheeks, and he pulled me to my feet. I nearly fell again, but this time Sky caught me and threw one of my arms around his shoulders. My head was throbbing and my eyes stung.
"W-What… happened?" I groaned, clutching my forehead, "The last thing I remember was…" I trailed off again, my eyes stinging. I squeaked in pain and covered my eyes, slipping out of my brother's grasp and falling to the floor. I landed on my stomach and pushed myself onto my elbows, my hand still over my eyes. It suddenly stopped. I took my hand away from my eyes and froze once again.
"H-Help…" I whispered before I was engulfed in darkness for a second time.
(Tyler's POV)
"H-Help…" (Y/N) muttered before tensing up again. She started to laugh quietly, and then it got louder and louder as she lifted her head up. She threw an arm in Sky's direction and earth shot up in front of him, causing him to jump back. (Y/N) stood up and turned to face Sky, and that's when I saw her eyes glowing red. She began to conduct flames that appeared out of nowhere, wrapping them around Sky as he screamed.
"(Y/N), stop!" Ian yelled and tried to grab her arm, but (Y/N) spun around and threw her arms into the air. Mounts of rock shot up from the ground and trapped him and Husky. (Y/N) suddenly squeezed her eyes closed and bared her teeth.
"No," She shouted, "No!" Her eyes snapped open and she clutched her forehead… and then she turned to me. I grabbed the hilt of my sword as she began to walk towards me.
"Oh, don't worry," She cooed, waving her hand and a strong wind blew my sword out of my hand, "I have a special place for you." She held her hand out to the side and my sword flew into her hand. She raised the sword, aiming the hilt of it at my head and striking it, causing me to black out.
I pried my eyes open and attempted to clutch my forehead, but I couldn't move my arm. I turned my attention to my wrists, seeing them covered by leather straps that bounded me to the table. The same had been done to my ankles. A door to my left opened and (Y/N) entered through it, holding a battle axe. I stared in horror as she walked closer to me and she pulled a remote out of her pocket. She pressed the button and silence filled the air around until… (Play the song!)
"It's not…" She sang, smirking, "easy having yourself a good time. Greasing up those bets and betters, watching out they don't four-letter. F**k and kiss you both at the same time. Smells-like something I've forgotten; curled up died and now it's rotten. I'm not a gangster tonight; don't want to be a bad guy. I'm just a loner baby and now you've gotten in my way. I can't decide whether you should live or die. Oh, you'll probably go to heaven. Please don't hang your head and cry. No wonder why my heart feels dead inside; it's cold and hard and petrified. Lock the doors and close the blinds; we're going for a ride." She paused as upbeat music played.
"It's a… bitch convincing people to like you. If I stop now call me a quitter. If lies were cats you'd be a litter. Pleasing everyone isn't like you. Dancing jigs until I'm crippled. Slug ten drinks, I won't get pickled. I've got to hand it to you; you've played by all the same rules. It takes the truth to fool me and now you've made me angry. I can't decide whether you should live or die. Oh, you'll probably go to heaven. Please don't hang your head and cry. No wonder why my heart feels dead inside; it's cold and hard and petrified. Lock the doors and close the blinds; we're going for a ride.
"Oh I could throw you in the lake or feed you poisoned birthday cake. I won't deny I'm gonna miss you when you're gone. Oh I could bury you alive, but you might crawl out with a knife and kill me when I'm sleeping; that's why I can't decide whether you should live or die. Oh, you'll probably go to heaven. Please don't hang your head and cry. No wonder why my heart feels dead inside; it's cold and hard and petrified. Lock the doors and close the blinds; we're going for a ride." As the outro music played, (Y/N) pulled a dagger from her belt and put it under my chin, digging it into my skin. I could feel my blood dripping down my neck and tried to scream, but nothing came out except a raspy breath of air. The dagger was removed from my throat and I gasped for air. (Y/N) smirked and drew back her arm, as if to throw a baseball, but she froze and the red glow faded away from her eyes.
((Y/N)'s POV)
The world faded back into view and it felt as if someone had bitch-slapped me. I lowered my arm and stared at the floor. My gaze flickered to the bloody dagger in my hand and I screamed, dropping it. Covering my nose and mouth with my hands, my eyes darted to the boy... wait... it was Tyler! He acted like a brother to Sky and I saw him around the castle a lot before... But now, I was staring at him strapped to a metal table and blood dripping down his neck. I gasped and hesitated to step towards him.
"T-Tyler," I whispered, starting to cry, "I don't know… I-I'm sorry, I…" I shook my head lightly and ran over to his side, unhooking the leather straps from the table and helping Tyler onto his feet. He lost his balance and we both fell to the floor. Tyler pushed himself onto his elbows and found himself on top of me. His face turned bright red and I felt my face heat up. He chuckled nervously once he realized that he was still on top of me and stood up, reaching out a hand to me. Still blushing, I grabbed it and Tyler pulled me to my feet.
"Where are we?" He asked, his voice raspy (which was my fault), glancing around. I did the same and it clicked.
"We're below the castle," I answered, "in the dungeons." It was the same room where Herobrine turned me into… into a monster. I threw myself through the door with Tyler following close behind me and slowly walked towards the end of the hall. My gaze flickered to a cell and I was entranced; it was the cell I was in before… I stared, horrified by the pool of blood, my blood, that dripped down the walls and settled on the floor. The smell of blood lingered in front of the cell and made me gag slightly. Tyler, who had been strolling down the hall as I stared into the dark room, noticed I wasn't following him and ran back to me. He waved a hand in front of my face, but I gaze unmoving at the cell, more specifically the blood. Tyler looked into the cell and stepped back once he processed the scent and pool of my blood, turning to me for an answer.
"What happened in there?" Tyler questioned and I opened my mouth to answer, but I didn't say anything. I quickly shut it and flexed one of my wings to tell the story. Tyler gasped and I folded my wings as he walked towards me. He slipped his arms around me, pulling me into an embrace, and I returned the gesture, beginning to cry. Once I had run out of tears, I leaned my head against Tyler's chest, taking shaky breaths. I could feel his steady heart beat and his blood dripping down onto my head, staining my hair… and it was because of me.
"Tyler," I whispered, "I didn't know what I was doing, I just… I couldn't control myself, and I hurt you…" I lifted my head up and stared into his eyes, tears pricking the corners of my eyes.
"That wasn't you, though." He replied and smiled sympathetically. We stayed frozen for a moment before Tyler's lips crashed onto mine. I closed my eyes and pressed my hands against his chest, slowly wrapping them around his neck. The door at the end of the hall burst open, but Tyler and I were unfazed.
"(Y/N)," Someone yelled, "Tyler... What the hell am I looking at…?" Tyler and I pulled back for air and turned to see my brother smirking… and covered in blood and scorch marks. Parts of his sleeve were ripped off with the ends charred, but his amulet was in perfect shape… (WTF, THAT THING IS MAGIC!) I felt my face heat up and hid it in Tyler's chest. Oh. My. Notch.