This took me over a month to write. I'm sorry ; A ;

As they closed the door behind them, 2D leaned on it and slid down, wrapping his arms around his legs and pulling them up to his chest.

"…I-I can't do it anymore…"

Murdoc blinked and looked down at the grown man cowering like a child. "Stuart…"

"No…" 2D shook his hair over his eyes. "I can't go through another door."

Murdoc kneeled down in front of 2D. "But, don't want to get out of here?"

2D looked up at Murdoc. "Does it matter if we do or not? At the end we'll be forever trapped in Hell. Your memories will eat you alive or drive you insane, and kill me in the process."

The bassist was taken back by how morbid his bandmate was being. "Stu, don't be this way."

"There's no way out. We're trapped in here forever." 2D chuckled bitterly.

Murdoc looked at 2D. His eyes had lost the wet shine they had to them, now looking like 2 hallow holes in his head. His skin was so pale it was gray, and the red cuts and caked up blood contrasted drastically against his skin.

Murdoc raised an eyebrow. "Stuart?" He reached out and touched his arm.

2D's head snapped up and he let out an ear piercing scream before his eyes rolled to the back of his head and his body shook violently.

He was having a seizure.

He began drooling at the mouth.

Murdoc grabbed 2D before he could fall over. He laid the singer's head on his chest.

"2D. 2D calm down. This is Murdoc. You're okay." Murdoc frantically said. He put his lips to the singer's ear. "Just calm down, you'll be okay."

His voice was surprisingly soothing and low. He cradled the singer in his arms and continued to tell him everything would be okay. He subconsciously wrapped his arms around 2D's frame tightly as his shaking slowed down and finally stopped. Murdoc laid this singer's head in his lap.

2D stared up at Murdoc with glassy onyx eyes. He opened his mouth to speak but was at a loss for words.

Murdoc heaved a silent sigh. He could've swore he saw a black shadow crawl out of 2D's mouth, but he figured he was seeing things due to the madness of Hell.

"…W-what happened?" 2D asked.

"You had a seizure."

2D quickly sat up. "I what?!"

Murdoc shoved him back down. "Lay down! You need to rest."

2D sat right back up. "I don't have seizures Murdoc."

Murdoc went silent.

2D's eyes went white. "…I think I was possessed…"

The bassist's eyes widened. "That's why you said what you did…"

2D cocked an eyebrow. "All I remember was sitting on the floor, and then waking up to you telling me I had a seizure."

"You guys truly are dumb!"

The whipped their heads to see the same little girl standing in front of them laughing.

She pointed at Murdoc. "They're coming for your soul."

Murdoc cocked an eyebrow. "…I don't have a soul…"

She giggled again. "You're wrong Mr. Niccals! You indeed have a soul. When you sold it, Lucifer didn't take it. He planned on taking it when the demons came to get you. Because you were a friend, that day wasn't going to come for some time."

She levitated off of the floor. "But you promised your soul to Sun, Moon, Stars so you'd get your dear guitarist back, thinking you didn't have one to promise, so you thought you were conning Mr. Boogie. You in fact do have it. So Mr. Lucifer's pissed about you betraying him by being greedy, and Sun, Moon, Stars is pissed too because you tried to trick him."

Her eyes turned red and glowed. Her voice deepened. "Lucifer's going to take everything he gave you right from your grimy clutches, and all you can do is sit back and watch. And suffer. Before reliving your worst memories over. And over. And over again."

She cackled evilly before falling through the floor.

The bassist's breath hitched. "We have to get out of here. Fast." He grabbed the singer's arm and dashed towards the next door. He stood in front of it and took a deep breath before opening the door.

The setting was late at night. The air was crisp and ominous. The wind blew slightly, mussing 2D and Murdoc's hair.

"It's really quiet here…´2D said nervously.

Murdoc didn't reply. He knew all too well what was about to happen.

They walked a little bit before seeing a brick building. Punk music pulsated out of it. There was a single light attached to the building, illuminating just a small area.

Murdoc was looking at the building skeptically when hands grabbed him from behind. One muffled his surprise yelp while the other wrapped around his torso and pressed him against a body.

"Though you'd be able to escape me little brother?"

Murdoc's eyes widened and he squirmed in an attempt to get out of his brother's grip.

"Oh no you don't!" Hannibal pulled out a flick knife and pressed it against the bassist's throat. "We can do this the easy way, or the hard way."

"Let go of me Hannibal!" Murdoc hissed through clenched teeth.

Hannibal chuckled. "Oi, Noah! Jayden! Ethen! Get yer arses over here with those pipes!"

Hannibal's friends emerged from the shadows with lead pipes in hand.

"Hey, look what I got." Jayden said as he pulled 2D up by his shirt.

"LEAVE 2D OUT OF THIS!" Murdoc hissed, balling his fists.

Hannibal put his lips to Murdoc's ear. "And what if we don't, eh?"

Hannibal threw Murdoc on the ground. The others all circled around him. The elder Niccals walked over to 2D.

"You guys take Murdoc. I get his friend."

Ethen threw the extra pipe to Hannibal, who caught it flawlessly. He dragged Stuart off to somewhere far off.

Ethen, Noah, and Jayden inched closer to Murdoc.

He jumped up, prepared to defend himself.

"Hey, lookie here." Noah said. "He thinks just because he has a friend and some change he can stand up to us!"

Murdoc narrowed his eyes.

Noah smirked and was out of sight.

Then suddenly, Murdoc was pushed to the ground roughly.

Laughter from the other two sounded before they disappeared as well.

Murdoc's eyes darted every direction trying to figure out where his brother's goons' footsteps were coming from. Their taunting laughter seemingly distorted his sense of sight.

A sharp pain shot from his back to the rest of his body. The bassist yelped.

"Aww, what's the matter?" Ethan asked as he reappeared. "We're too much for you now? Is it because you're weak?"

Murdoc turned around and charged at him, but he vanished once more.

Murdoc stopped running and looked at the empty space.

These bastards keep disappearing and teleporting on me… Murdoc thought to himself.

He broke into a nervous sweat. There was no way he could fight them off and save 2D.

Wait…

"STUART!" Murdoc shouted. He'd almost forgotten his brother dragged him off.

The others cackled and began taunting him in high pitched voices.

"Stuart! Stuart! Oh no, come back!" Jayden and Ethan mocked.

"Just admit it Murdoc," Noah whispered into Murdoc ear, his voice low, his breath hot. "You're helpless, and you can't do a damned thing about it."

A sickening crack sounded in the air.

Murdoc's eyes widened. He could feel tears sting his eyes in an attempt to come out. The back of his head hurt like Hell.

Then another blow was landed, knocking his head back. He could've sworn he was launched into the air.

Just as quick as it happened, he toppled down to the ground in a heap. The metallic taste of his own blood overflowed his taste buds.

When he didn't move the realization that washed over him chilled him to his soul.

Death…