Author's Note: Hey, guys! I have another chapter for you! I also have the next chapter ready and will post that as well!

This chapter is angsty, but man, I had way too much fun with it!

Enjoy!

Bendy snarled, huffing out as he felt Henry put hands on his arm. The man was bleeding ever so slowly with the hand of the Ink Demon still in his chest. He wanted to rip that hand out, but something was stopping him from doing so. Something… about the blue gaze now on him was keeping him from finishing the job.

Why?

This was the traitor, the man who abandoned the toons and Joey, called them things of hell and left them to spiral down with the studio. He needed to kill him for everything to be fixed. He needed to do this.

But something about Henry's eyes was stopping Bendy. Those eyes were no longer filled with dread… but with hope. Bendy moved his claws the slightest bit, making the former animator cry out in pain. However, despite his gritted teeth and tears on his cheeks, he never lost that determination on his face. The Demon shook his head. "Quit lookin' at me like dat, Henry! You should be beggin' for mercy right now! Ya should be askin' me to give ya another chance! But… WHAT THE HELL ARE YA DOIN'?! QUIT LOOKIN' AT ME LIKE DAT!"

Henry shook his head. "N-N...No, Bendy," Henry stuttered out in a hoarse voice. "I-I won't… stop. Bendy… thi-s isn't… isn't you. You know this. Th-is is not… who you are. You're the Dancing-Demon, the Little… De-vil Darling. You're… you're no-not meant to kill people. You were… meant to make people laugh and cheer."

Bendy began to shake at those words. Henry… was he right? He didn't remember anything about who he was before Joey brought him into the world as this beast. But something about what the former animator was saying began to stir long lost memories; memories that had been forced to stay in the back of his mind. It was all starting to come back now…

People around him in the studio, laughing as he danced and joked. The people of Joey Drew Studios were laughing and cheering for him! They were all so genuine and loved him. Boris was always by his side and cared for him dearly. And he cared for the wolf too. And when he was gone, Alice was there, making him laugh as he caused mischief. And then… what happened?

Then it hit him. Joey. Joey Drew. And the ritual.

Bendy snarled and shook his head violently. He remembered all this, but Joey had always told him the reason he had to make him into a monster was because of… because of Henry. The Ink Demon was told that should Henry have not left, things would have been better, been great even! But… the things that Joey had told him were deeply rooted. And he believed them.

Turning back to Henry, Bendy growled again. "Shut up! I suffered this fate because of your selfish reasons! Ya had to go with dat gal and because ya hated Joey, despite dat he made all your dreams come true! YA HAD YOUR NAME IN LIGHTS, HENRY!"

Henry shook his own head. "No… Bendy. I never had m-my name… known. Joey… he took all the-the credit for your creation." Those words made the Not-So-Little Devil Darling tilt his head. "You… you were my creation, Bendy. And Joey… tried-tried to steal you… from me. That… wasn't why I left though."

The demon scoffed. "And just what was the reason ya left, liar? TELL ME OR I'LL RIP YA IN HALF!"

Henry winced. He was very uncomfortable hanging in the air and the pain was getting worse by the second. He took a few very deep breaths to avoid crying out again. He swallowed the need to wail down and looked back to Bendy. "I was-was… drafted."

The surprise that took the demon's ink covered face was quite visible. "Are ya sayin'... ya went to a war?"

"Yes… I-I did. I was… drafted. I had-no choice… but to… go to war, Be-Bendy."

Bendy shook his head again as he began to tremble. "No… no… no, dat's not true! Joey said ya left because ya threw all this away for a dame."

Henry pulled his hands back from the Ink Demon's arm and slowly rolled up his sleeves. Along his arms were faint pinkish lines, scars from long ago. "Bendy… I got these-from… from the war. I… I got tr-trapped under rubble… in the war and… and nearly-died. I would-have had some men from… from my-company not seen the building collapse."

Bendy's whole body was beginning to tremble badly. He didn't want to believe what Henry was saying. He wanted to believe what Joey had told him, but those lies that had been rooted so deeply in his mind were slowly being ripped out. Joey had always been there for him and told him the truth no matter what. Bendy frowned deeply. "Wait… dat's why ya left? A war?"

"Yes… I told Joey… I had to-to go to war, an-and he… he was infuriated with me. He-he said he would… find a-a way so-I could stay here. He always… always had a solution to everything… even if it wasn't con-ventio-nal." As Henry spoke, his voice was getting weaker, his heart slowing its once rapid pace and his breathing getting more shallow. His chest hurt so badly and he was gradually losing his focus on Bendy. "I… I told him-that… there… was no way around this. And-and he… he lost it. We got into a fight… and I stomped-out-of-the studio, never looking back."

He put a hand on Bendy's white gloved hand. "Bendy… I didn't even know you existed until… until you-found-me and… and Betty explai-ned what happened… while I was gone. I'm… I'm so sorry. I'm sorry-that-I couldn't be here. I… I didn't know you were real. I… I didn't know what-what Joey was doing. I just… I couldn't… I never would have-have guessed what he was doing here. I should… have come-back-sooner. I shouldn't… have left this place… in-his-hands. I'm… I'm truly sorry, Bendy. I'm your creator… and you're my creation. I sh-should have… stayed and took… care of… you. I'm just… I'm so sorry."

Every word Henry had said had cut through him like a knife, and he found his deep scowl turning into a saddened frown. So… Joey had been wrong? Henry… he really didn't betray them? Everything Joey had told him… was a lie? Part of him didn't want to believe it, part of him said Joey was right, but the genuine tone of his voice and something about the way Henry spoke erased everything he thought he knew about his creator. Joey… Joey had lied to him. He was wrong.

Bendy suddenly let out a shuddering noise. All of the emotions suddenly flooding into his head were… were overwhelming and he found inky tears beginning to roll down his face as he stood there with his hand still in Henry's chest. "No… no, Henry. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." The Ink Demon wiped away the ink dripping down his face, revealing big pie cut eyes spilling over with tears. Henry seemed surprised when he did this. "Henry, I… I had no idea. I thought… I… Joey told me ya betrayed him. That ya… ya lied about how he treated ya. That… he… he lied to me, Henry. He told me so many things about ya, things that painted ya as the bad guy. But… I… I know now. He was… a lyin' bastard! HE LIED TO ME! HE LIED!"

Bendy looked at Henry with the ink beginning to drip down his face again. "Henry… I didn't know. I didn't… I didn't even think about if Joey was tellin' the truth or not. I… I see now. I… I was wrong. I'm… I'm so sorry. I didn't… I didn't know."

Henry smiled ever so softly. "It's… it's okay, Bendy. I… it's not your fault." He finished that sentence in a soft whisper, but Bendy nodded, Henry knowing he had heard him. His smile quickly faded and was replaced with a pained and saddened face as he groaned in pain. Everything was hurting so badly and he could feel himself slipping ever so closer to the edge of death. He was hanging on by a thread, forcing himself to keep his eyes open. Henry coughed violently, before managing to get out, "Be… Bendy."

Bendy looked up from his sorrow, noticing Henry's condition. He gasped. Oh, no… what had he done?

Bendy slowly, ever so carefully, began to remove his claws from Henry's chest, hearing the human wail out as he did so. The strained voice broke his blackened heart and shook him to his core. Never had he heard such cries and it made his heart clench. Henry was really dying and it was all his fault.

As the Ink Demon removed his claws, Henry began to fall to the ground, but was caught in the air by the inky monster. He was suddenly cradled in Bendy's arms as the beast looked him over. Henry couldn't help but curl up, wrapping his arms around his chest and bringing his knees close to his chest. Everything hurt, he was in agony. Not even when he was trapped under the rubble of a collapsed building in the war was he in this much pain. He was used to hurting, but not like this. He whimpered as Bendy brought him close to his inky ribcage.

Bendy looked over Henry, feeling blood dripping down his hands and pattering onto the floor. Oh, no… oh no, what had he done?! Henry was… his lifeforce was melting away right in front of the Ink Demon and he sobbed, biting his lip. "Oh.. oh, no. Henry… Henry, I-I'm-I'm so sorry. I… please, please stay alive! Please, don't die! I… I can fix this! I can fix this! Please, just, don't die!"

Henry didn't seem to react to Bendy's words, only laid in his arms with half closed, almost glassy eyes. The dripping sound of his life fluid spilling out was intermittent and that wasn't good. Henry was so very afraid that he was going to die. He didn't want to die, but he was wounded heavily and he knew he wasn't going to survive injuries like these. He reached a shaking hand up to his creation, but it fell quickly.

Bendy shook his head, panic taking him over. He needed to do something! Henry was bleeding so much and he couldn't heal those wounds himself! He didn't have the power to heal anyone else, only himself. He needed to get him to someone who could heal him. But… but who could do that?

Then it hit him: the angel. The one with the sword.

Bendy took off into a sprint, heading towards the entrance to the Ink Machine room's halls. He had seen the angel on the shores, he knew she could fix Henry up.

He just had to make it in time.

Betty paced back and forth on the shores to the ocean of ink. Her heel clicked rapidly as she took steps back and forth, her hands clasped in front of her chest.

After Henry had made his way through the ocean of ink and into the rooms of the machine's resting place, everyone had sat and talked, the humans speaking about their lives outside of Joey Drew Studios, before they were pulled into the inky madness of their former boss. They all seemed to be doing quite well.

Allison and Tom had told the others about their existence, how they barely remembered being ink monsters before throwing themselves into the machine and taking their current forms. They had said that it was a strange experience, but it had been worth it to help some of the Lost Ones who were more friendly and helped in their journey to try and defeat Susie and Bendy.

Ms. Pendle could see Betty's pacing getting faster and her face was very worried. The voice actress stood and stopped her, putting a hand on the other woman's shoulder. "Betty, I'm sure Henry will make it out okay. He's a tough old man and I've seen what he can do. I'm sure he'll get through to Bendy."

Betty shook her head. "I know, Ms. Pendle, but… I just… what if he doesn't make it out? What if this is all for naught? Henry will have died for nothing!"

"Betty, you need to try and stay calm. Henry is a tough man, and if there's even a shred of who Bendy once was somewhere in there, I have a feeling Henry can bring it forth and change him."

Quick, loud footsteps caught the attention of everyone, making them all stand to look to the halls of the machine's room. Betty raised a brow. Those weren't Henry's steps…

Gasps escaped everyone's lips when suddenly, out burst Bendy… with Henry being carried in his arms.

Author's Note: Looks like Henry has gotten through to Bendy! But can the group save him?