AAAAAHHHH. I can't seem to be able to write chapter 6! It's driving me crazy! I wrote it down on paper but when I started typing it seemed too boring so here I am stuck with nothing! sike (or however you spell it) I had a backup chapter and here it is!

Chapter six:

Anger, Lust, and everything you hide

Sweat dripped down his body in tiny sparkling beads. His cheeks were hot and pink. Adrenaline rushed through his veins giving him the ancient strenght. He reached the cave and rushed inside it without stopping. It became dark and chilly and the floor was rocky making his pace he kept balanced, unbalanced.

What did that evil being meant by "If you get here on time?" Was he bluffing? Or did he meant it? Those where the thoughts that circled Marshall's mind.

He shook his head sending little droplets of sweet flying. He didn't want to find out. Putting Corrine's life on the line was the last thing he wanted to do.

He was traveling fast through the cave he could see, or actually he couldn'd because the light from the outside was fading, fading, and it was out.

Marshall slowed down and stopped. It was dark and he couldn't see anything. This wasn't going to stop him from getting to Corrine thought, hell no! He needed to keep on going.

So with his left hand he moved to the wall of the cave and touched it. There, now this great wall was going to guide him, he thought. It was still too dangerous to run thought. Instead he speed walked brushing only the tips of his fingers against it.

He walked what seemed miles until he reached a fairly large crevice on the wall. He slipped inside it to make sure something wasn't there and to his astonishement and luckyness something that felt like wood stuck to the wall was there. He tapped on it and it made a hollow noise from inside.

If he was right, this would be a door. And if it was a door it should have a doorknob. He passed his hands through the wall and surely there he felt a knob.

He twisted it expecting for it to be closed but no, the door was opened. He opened it and left a little crack ajar. Dripping in like golden locks was an orange light. Yes, this was the cave Corrine was in. He kicked it opened and saw inside. There in front of him was him?

"What the?" Those were the last words he said before he received a blow on the head and everything went black.

Everything was a blur when Marhall woked up. He seemed like a drunkie lying against the wall with his chin on his chest and he felt like one too.

"Marshall?" Somebody called his name.

"Marshall wake up, come on" He felt someone shaking him but it was like if he had a hangover.

"Wha-" Was all he managed to say.

"Marshall you silly it's me, Corrine."

Upon the mention of her name he felt something jolt in his mind.

"Corrine?" He asked stupidly

"Yes Corrine."

He looked at her and she was the remedy to his mind. Everything dripped back to his mind.

Startled, he hugged her tightly.

"I love you." was all he could whisper in her ear.

"I love you too Marshall." She whispered back and he could feel her smile

"What happened.. WHAT HAPPENED?" He asked letting go of her and seeing her ruined and bloody face.

She looked at him and smiled. "I'm okay Marshall it's just that your evil twin isn't as gentle as you."

Marshall looked at her questionily. "What do you mean?" He asked remembering the guy that looked exactly like him before he go knocked out.

"She means me" Said a strong and suprising voice that made Marshall jump, from the other side of the cave.

"Who are you?" Asked Marshall staring at a dark figure that leaned against a stalagmite.

"You ask who I am? Well I'll let you know that that question lies in the mouth of the question." Fake Marshall said krypticly

"What?" Asked Marshall confused.

"i mean that I am you" He said plainly

"okay I'm not playing." Said the real Marshall getting angry "Either tell me who you are or I'll fucken punch it out of you." He threatened.

Fake Marshall laughed soundlessly. "You are something else Marshall, something else. I bet you are so astounded that those words came out of your mouth. You knowyou have never spoken themand oh my gosh is that fear I see in you? Are you afraid of what you just said?" He said sarcastically

Indeed Marshall felt all those things that imposter had said of him. He never spoke like that in fact, he always hid those words and pretended he didn't know what they meant or knew if they existed. Speaking out like that for the first time was something new and powerful it caused him a scent of deep fear inside his gut. But how in the name of god's did that imposter knew was something he pondered.

Fake Marshall stared at him, "Well, what do you say?" He asked.

"You don't scare me." Were the words that fell from Marshalls mouth. He didn't intended to say that but he guessed it slipped for a reason.

"Yes you don't scare me! As a matter of fact, your wrong. There is no fear inside me." Said Marshall standing up and walking towards him.

"Don't try being tough Marshall is not your thing. By the way, I think I'm right, no wait.. I am right you know why?" He asked moving towards real Marshall. "Beacause I am made of you, I am your clone made up of the prisoned feelings you keep inside. Marshall, I'm practically your opposite twin." He said head to head with real Marshall almost feeling a connection of electric current.

"That's impossible." Said real Marshall squinting his eyes.

Fake Marshall looked at him seriously. "Not at Blake Holsey."

Real Marshall looked at him suspiciously. "How can that be, I mean I know that a human clone can be possible by DNA but I've heard of nothing of a clone being made up of feelings kept hidden. Explain then, if you are my prisoned feelings clone." Said Marshall sounding as he was bluffing.

Fake Marshall stared at him. "I don't know why you ask if anything's possible in Blake Holsey but, to satisfy you I will explain. You know how water boils in the heat?" He asked.

Real Marshall nodded his head. "Yes of course."

"Well then, you also know that humanscells work in pretty much the same way. When ever the human body is exposed to a certain degree of hotness I believe it's 105F. (A/N; I really don't know anything of science im just inventing this.) The cells start expanding and there molecules start separating right?" He asked again.

R. Marshall nodded again. "Yes, keep going."

F. Marshall continued. "well feelings also work the same way. When they start getting prisoned and ignored they start piling up until there is sufficient feelings to actually separate from your body and create they're own human body, in this case me."

R. Marshall looked at him in shock. He never kept feelings imprisoned, once in a while he let them out to you know wander a little.

"No you don't!" said F.Marshall outrage. He walked towards R. Marshall, and R Marshall felt a little tiny in front of the F.Marshall that for a moment looked tall and dominant due to his furiousness.

"I also read your mind Marshall and you do not let your feelings like lust, anger, and everything you hide linger for a while. You get rid of them so rapidly Marshall it's amazing and at the same time it's annoying. You were born with these feelings for a reason Marshall, you need to expose them and not feel guilty for doing so!" said Fake Marshall who was in tears now. He looked so sentimental with tears rolling down his cheeks and all Marshall could do was stare at him like a little lost puppy.

"I'm sorry," Said real Marshall. "Truly, I am. I promise, if you fuse with my body, to expose the feelings you are made up of more." He said.

"You think it's as simple as that! You think that by one promise you can gain my trust. Trust, something you lack soo much. No matter thought. I need to go back into you. I can't survive on my own in this world. By the way Corrine is gone." He said in soaked tears.

Marshall turned around quickly. He had completely forgotten about her. He saw her against the cave wall chained there. Her face and her body looked like she was made out of cold stone. He ran towards. and touched her skin. It was completely cold it almost burned. Shaking he looked for a pulse on her wrist.

Nothing

"Corrine?" He asked, "Wake up"

Corrine was as stiff as stone.

"Corrine please wake up." He said in tears.

"She's dead don't pretend." Said F.Marshall stifly looking at his creator.

"Shut up! What did you do to her!" He yelled his face turning red.

"That's much better." Said F. Marshall. He walked towards R.Marshall and R. Marshall was about to punch him when all of a sudden it was like if his clone were just but a mere ghost and he passed inside Marshall and never came out.

Marshall felt a kind of splash of disentortment inside of him. He felt sad, very angry and he wanted to beat someone up.

It was as if his mind was united with someone else's. He looked at Corrine and leaned in and kissed her forehead. Then he walked away from the cave.

This chapter was crappy but hey, i got some studies to do cause I'm practically failing every single class! so i need to finish this story up. Mind my crappy chapter.