Stalemate
"NO!" Allison shouted while Tom growled beside her, desperately running her hands along the spot Henry disappeared to in a vain attempt to get him. Bendy sighed in relief and let his hand fall to the floor as his ink shadows evaporated. He had managed to get his Creator to a safe place, one that only Bendy could reach from here. Bendy's head dropped to the floor as the pain of his injuries once again made themselves known and threatened to pull him into unconsciousness.
Bendy's horns twitched as he heard someone approaching him and he forced himself to turn his head. Allison was standing above him, holding her sword that she must have retrieved when Bendy wasn't looking. Bendy couldn't help but let out a fearful whimper as seeing her cruel smile and cold eyes, a look that was very wrong and unnatural on the normally kind angel. Ink still dripped from the claw marks on her chest though they were healing faster than they should.
"So you think you're clever with that little trick," Allison mocked before driving her sword through the middle of Bendy's still outstretched hand. Bendy cried out in pain, instinctually trying to tug his hand away, but immediately stopped as it only made the wound worse.
"I should probably demand you bring him back before I make the pain worse," Allison remarked cruelly, twisting the sword and getting more cries from Bendy. "But I doubt you'd comply. But don't worry, we have other ways of getting what the Master wants."
Allison twisted the sword one last time, digging it into the floor beneath before letting go of it, leaving it holding Bendy's hand down. She stepped back from the pinned demon and it was only then that Bendy could see that Tom was carrying an unconscious Linda.
Bendy had completely forgotten about Linda with everything that had been happening and hadn't realized she had been knocked out. He could only guess that Allison did it while Tom knocked out Henry. Bendy hissed in warning, trying to get up to save her, but between the sword in his hand, his injured wings, and the slashes he had gotten from his fight with them, the pain almost immediately made Bendy crumple back to the floor.
"What should we do about him?" Tom asked, nodding to the demon as Bendy struggled to keep from passing out.
"Leave him," Allison concluded, barely glancing at the injured toon. "He'll either tell the Creator where his wife disappeared to or submit to the will of the Master and deliver the Creator personally. Either way, the Master will have the Creator."
Bendy growled and whistled at the leaving trio, trying to find some way to get them to leave Linda alone. But between his injuries and his exhaustion, Bendy didn't have enough energy to risk transforming and make himself more vulnerable to the Liar's magic. So with a growing feeling of failure and hopelessness, Bendy watched the two half toons leave.
It would have been so easy to let himself pass out then, but Bendy forced himself to stay awake. He waited as long as he could, making sure Allison and Tom weren't coming back, before sending his ink shadows to seal the door shut. Once that task was complete, Bendy turned his attention to the spot where Henry disappeared. Not far from it, there was a black book hidden amongst the derbies of the fight. Sending his inky shadows and power towards it, Bendy forced the book open and it began to glow. The book shined brightly before going out suddenly, leaving Henry laying beside it still unconscious.
Bendy panted as he let the last dregs of his power fade. It was hard to open his passage between the pages from such a distance, but it was worth it to keep Henry safe. But as much as Bendy wanted to leave Henry in his sanctuary and find some way to rescue the others himself, Bendy was forced to admit it was impossible. He was too injured to do anything any time soon and there was still the possibility he'd fall under the Liar's control.
Hoping that Henry would be able to come with a plan and that he wouldn't fall under the liar's control while he was unconscious, Bendy let himself succumb to the darkness.
Henry was no stranger to being knocked unconscious, as the studio had literally beaten it into his head hundreds of times. So when Henry awoke with a throbbing ache in his head, Henry could guess what had happened. Tom and Allison must have fallen under Joey's control, so he was probably captured. With a groan, Henry opened his eyes. But instead of seeing Joey's smug face standing over him, Henry was pleasantly surprised to see he was still in the Connor's house.
Not to say something didn't happen, as the place was a mess. Furniture was knocked over and items are broken and scattered all across the floor. Ink stains were smattered against the walls and ceiling with a couple of puddles still oozing around the room. It wasn't hard to figure out a huge fight that must have taken place here. Bendy had to have transformed and he must have won otherwise Henry wouldn't still be here. But where was he?
The last thing Henry remembers is Bendy struggling against Joey's control, If he had had to fight in that state, the little devil might not have been able to restrain himself like he normally would. If Bendy had caused Allison and Tom serious injury or maybe even killed them, Bendy would have felt incredibly guilty and would have hidden himself away in fear of hurting Henry too. Thankfully, Henry was sure Bendy hadn't killed them as he was sure their bodies would be around.
Henry's heart skipped a beat when he realized Linda wasn't in sight either.
"Bendy?" Henry called, hoping the devil was nearby as he forced himself to his feet. The little Ink Demon should be able to fill Henry in on what happened, but he had to find him first. Henry let his link with the toon open up in an attempt to help him find Bendy. Henry had closed the link pretty much as soon as everything started, as the jumbled emotions he had been getting had been making it hard for him to think rationally. But even with the link open fully, Henry was only getting faint hints of Bendy's emotions. Even more worried, Henry called out again, "Bendy? Where are you?"
There wasn't any answering call or even a whistle, but Henry heard something sift followed by a soft pained whine. More worried than ever, Henry looked around until he spotted Bendy in a shadowed spot by the wall, a place he had thought was just an ink puddle during his first look around.
Henry immediate hurried to Bendy's side, his heart sinking at the sight of the toon lying in a growing pool of ink. Allison's sword was impaled through one hand, turning the glove nearly black with the ink leaking from the wound. Cuts still leaking ink were on his side and shoulder, but his wings were in the worst shape. One was bent at an unnatural angle while the other resembled a crumpled piece of paper more than a wing.
Henry immediately dropped to his knees by the toon and yanked out the sword. Summoning his golden ink to his hands, Henry began smearing it across the injuries, starting with the cuts on Bendy's body. Once those were closed up, along with one in the demon's hand, Henry turned his attention to Bendy's wings. While constantly applying the golden ink, Henry straightened out the wings. Bendy sifted and whined in pain during the process, which broke Henry's heart, but he didn't wake up which Henry was grateful for.
It was a long process, but eventually, Henry finished treating the little Ink Demon. Once everything was healed, Bendy's wings and tail absorbed back into his body, leaving Bendy as his normal toon self the first time since this whole fiasco started. Henry didn't know what it meant, but Henry took it as a good sign.
Scooping up the toon, Henry stumbled over to the couch and sunk down into it. There was a lot that happened that Henry still wasn't sure about, but it was obvious he and Bendy were in no condition to do anything more tonight. Making sure Bendy was safe and comfortable in his arms, Henry drifted off to sleep.
