Oh how the darkness is so good. I'm back again! This is for Abandon 666: Yes, I am an American. And I sure as hell proud of it! Now back to the story. I have already figured out the ending to this thing, but to get to that ending is the problem. I'm not worried about myself; it's just that some of this story will get tad bit confusing. I promise that everything will be answered. Just be patient. WAIT A MINUTE! YOU, GET OUT OF HERE! DON'T YOU POINT THAT SHOTGUN AT ME!!!!!
Aisha_Diamond09: I'M TIRED OF YOU SAYING 'be patient'! I'M GOING TO YOUR FREAKIN' HEAD OFF!!!!!!
"TRY IT, WOMAN!!!!"
BLAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"MY CRANIUM, IT'S BROKEN!!!!" Ansem looks around the place. "Where'd she get to? Oh well. She knows physical objects cant hurt the darkness…BUT IT HURTS!!!!!!!!!!!"
Find the disclaimer. I lost it.
THE LIGHT HAS CRUNCHED MY BRAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Decent into the Darkness
Written by: Bob, I mean Ansem Revived (I'm hyper today!)
Chapter 9: Yes or No
Thomas opened his apartment door, 3j. "Forgive me, this place is a mess."
Harry stood in the doorway. "It's okay. You know you didn't have to this for me, right?"
Thomas grabbed a pair of boots and placed them beside the wall. "I know, but it was right. You kind of remind me of the time I left my girlfriend."
Harry still went on with his charade. He walked inside and closed the door. "You left her?"
His new friend was now sitting on the couch trying to untie his shoes. "Yeah I did."
"Why?"
Thomas took off his left shoe. "I offered her a better life if she came with me, but she didn't." He took of his untied shoe and started to untie his right. "I found out she was cheating on me…even after that, I forgave her and asked her to come with me. But she didn't. So…I left her." He stretched over on the couch. "You need to come in. If anyone saw you in your underwear, you'll be a laughingstock." Thomas started to grin.
Harry leaned against a wall. "I need to buy some clothes, but my 'ex-girlfriend' has it. I'm not going back in that apartment with her still in it," he lied.
"Me and you almost have the same body frame, so I'll let you borrow my clothes until she cools of."
"Oh really! Thank you!"
"Don't mention it, Harry."
Harry looked around the apartment. It had the same layout as his and Ron's did. The walls were green and blank. In the front of the room, there was a TV on a stand. It seemed to have a bunch of static since the screen was gray. With the TV set; there was a brown leather couch with Thomas laying on it, and a coffee table that was filled with water rings. Harry assumed that he didn't have coasters.
The emptiness of the place started to make him think once more about the hallway with it's locked doors and broken elevators. This made Harry ask: "I've been wondering, where is everybody and why didn't the landlord tell us about the broken down elevators?"
Thomas smirked. "I've noticed that, too. No one's coming out of his or her apartments. But I can only guess they're all gone."
"You said the elevators were functioning this morning, right?"
"Yes, they were. I don't know what happened, but the landlord or the super better get on it."
Thomas looked at the clock that hung right above the front door. "It's 10:00 pm. We should get to bed. I have only one bedroom, so you'll have to sleep on the couch. Behind it, there's a pillow and a blanket."
How the hell can it be nighttime? Harry glanced at the clock. Holy shit! He's right! But how can that be? I just got in here!
"Umm? Harry? Are you all right? I told you it's 10:00. You want to go out somewhere?" Thomas got up and started to walk up to Harry. "You'll have to go by yourself. You see, I have this curfew thing that I do so I can get up early in the morning."
Harry came out of his trance. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. I'm not going nowhere in my boxers. I was just wondering how fast time flies, that's all."
Thomas smiled. "Time flies when you're in space…right? Well anyway, I'm going to bed now so…goodnight." He walked to a door that Harry somehow missed observing.
Harry replied. "Goodnight."
The outlaw approached the couch and pulled it towards the right. Thomas was true to his word. There was one pillow and one wool blanket. He placed them on the couch.
I wonder how Ron going to react to this… What should I care? He helped out to trap me. He laid down, pulling the blanket over him. The couch felt like to a million bucks to him compared to a hard wood floor. In a minute, he was asleep.
But this night was different…
He was dreaming…
Falling…
Descending…
He tried to find something to grab hold off, but nothing appeared…
Harry looked around. All he could see was infinite darkness…
Darkness as far as the eye could see…
He started to scream out of his fright of the darkness.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
STOP!
Harry froze. He looked down at his feet and saw that he was floating.
"Who said that!?"
A friend.
"Let me go!"
I like you…we like you…
"Who are you?" Harry was in fear now.
Darkness…no, power…ultimate power…
"Why am I here?"
You want revenge…revenge on those who hurt you. Am I correct?
"How did you know?"
I heard you when you were in the darkness. I sent you there…
"Why?"
So the darkness can channel through you faster. Making it more powerful.
Look around, Harry… All you see is darkness. All this…is your darkness. This is your power. You can do anything.
"WHY ARE YOU TELLING ME THIS?!?!?!" Harry wanted to get out of this place fast. He could sense it was dangerous.
You haven't figured out how to use it to your advantage yet. So that's why I'm here.
Everything changed back into Thomas's apartment. Almost like a light flashing sharply before Harry's eyes. Harry also found out he was standing up with his light-brown vest and pant's.
"What…is going on?" Harry stepped back a little. "WAKE UP, HARRY! WAKE UP!"
"You should be enjoying this moment." Harry jumped.
"Thomas, is that you?" Harry turned around to see his friend Thomas. He was wearing a brown robe; his eyes were nothing but beads of light that cut through the darkness of his hood.
"Thomas, what's going on?" Harry spoke softly. He wanted straight answers.
Thomas approached him. "Harry, remember when Melfina could make wishes come true at the Leyline? She could have revived you." He raised his right arm and opened his hand. A purple haze-like substance started to gather around it.
"What are you doing?" Harry gave him a quizzical look. Thomas continued towards Harry as the haze started to take form.
A small, weak gust of wind swept by Harry as the haze hardened.
Thomas was now carrying a sword and started hastened his movements.
"Get away from me, Thomas." Thomas had the sword pulled back and simply said; "You're going to thank me for this…"
"THOMAS, NO!" But it was too late. Thomas had thrust the sword in Harry.
"Feel it…feel the darkness coursing its way through your veins…"
Somehow…Harry blinked. He was still breathing. This amazed him. He felt like nothing had happened to him. No pain
But something was different…
He felt inside him…power. A power that was still dormant. A great power.
It was the power…he longed to have.
It was the power to get his revenge on the people that hurt him…
Harry looked down at his chest. The sword went right through it, but no blood was on the weapon. Weakly, Harry lifted his arms to touch this thing that showed him his power. The blade was thin and narrow. Perfect for handling. The color of it was violet with a black edge and bloodline. Carefully, his eyes moved up the sword and to the hilt. It was black with five strange whisker-like wires that protruded out of each side of the blade and curled downwards.
"That power inside of you… it is your darkness. Awaken it…"
Harry stared straight into Thomas's eyes.
"How?"
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My next chapter is gonna be very, VERY VIOLENT. So please, don't be nervous. R&R
Ansem Revived