AN: Bendy discovers there are intruders in the studio, human intruders...
Needless to say his reaction isn't the best...
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He was finally snapped out of his memories by a loud thud that echoed through the abandoned studio. Most of his body had been destroyed by whatever had been in that needle Joey had used on him, but he had managed to bind his consciousness to one of the many cut outs that littered the studio.
He could "see" what they "see", "hear" what went on around them, move the cut outs a little bit, and transfer his mind to different cut outs, but he could not interact with anything.
Right now he was possessing the cut out located in the main room right next to the projector. He could not see who or what had broken into the studio, but he could faintly hear voices. There were several, and most of them were pretty loud.
I thought Joey boarded this place up after he fled like the coward he was! Looks like I was wrong…
When the demon had first awoken after nearly dying he had transferred himself to the cut out closest to the door and had seen that it was completely boarded up from the inside. Clearly Joey had not wanted anyone to be able to get back into the studio for whatever reason. Perhaps he planned to come back at a later date, or he did not want anyone discovering...
The sound of footsteps slowly got closer, snapping Bendy out of his thoughts, and he did his best to not shift the cut out or draw attention to himself. Joey could be back, but the demon highly doubted it. The man had never been too social, even around Henry, so Bendy highly doubted he would come back with a bunch of people.
Several people (he could feel the anger rising up in him at the mere sight of them) appeared from out of the entrance hall. There were five of them, and they did not seem to be as old as Joey or Henry was, based on their blurry outlines.
As the cut out did not have proper eyes, the most Bendy could see was monochromatic and blurry, erasing most of the features that would have distinguished the intruders and leaving them as near shapeless blobs of grey.
He watched as they entered the room. They split up, two of the humans checking out the drawing table in the corner while the other three walked over toward where he was. The remnants of Bendy cringed as the humans walked closer, fear bubbling up in him and memories crowding his mind.
The pain, pain, pain, painpainpainpa-
One of the humans was looking at him.
His tortured thoughts paused as he observed the person. The other two were looking at the projector, and talking about how it could still be working (how long had he been trapped here for?), but this one was focused on him for some reason.
A squealing noise caught his attention and Bendy "looked" over at the group near the drawing table. The shorter of the two seemed to be excited about something while the taller one just watched.
What were they here for?
Whatever their purpose was, Bendy still planned to end their lives if he got the chance. Humans were nothing but murderous, cowardly, liars, they caused nothing but pain and sorrow wherever they went, and they did not deserve the right to entire the studio!
To enter Boris' grave.
Bendy did his best to ignore the grief that threatened to drown him, to consume him, and focused on something else, like his rage at the humans for daring to break into the dammed studio.
Unable to express his anger in his restrictive form, wood did not bend that well after all, Bendy remained in the cut out and continued to watch the group, stewing in his rage.
"So what's up with this creepy ass thing?" The voice snapped the demon out of his anger and he realized the two other humans had joined up with the rest of the ones in front of him. The shortest one babbled about something he did not care to hear as he focused on the new one staring at him.
Eyes he could not see bored into him, somehow seeing him beyond the cut out. Bendy would have shuddered if he could. Something about this human screamed danger, but not in the same way Joey did.
"Hey Lex come on, we're gonna explore the rest of the studio!"
Bendy and the human were jolted out of their staring contest by the shout. Lex, this one was called Lex, a girl perhaps? Bendy searched his memories, he swore he remembered there being a girl cartoon character on the show...
Images danced through his mind and a voice filled his head. An angel with horns? What was her name?
He could not remember, and it was infuriating. Once again the demon cursed Joey Drew and whatever had been in that needle. His mind had grown far more fragmented as time went on and it was getting more difficult to remember things.
Bendy dreaded the moment he would forget Boris. That would truly be the day his best friend died.
Boris, Boris, Boris, BorisBorisBorisBoris-
Ignore it and focus on your anger, ignore the pain and focus on revenge. He knew these humans were not Joey or Henry, but he could still punish them for being humans.
By the time Bendy broke free of his thoughts the humans had moved on to another room. The demon panicked slightly, he did not want to let them out of his sight, in case their true intentions were revealed! He flickered his consciousness between the cut outs, desperately trying to find out where the humans were.
He finally found them not too far from the main room after possessing one of the few Bendy "stickers" that hung up on some of the walls. They seemed to be freaking out over some writing on the walls?
Strange, Bendy did not remember that ever being there...
While the humans in front of him continued to bicker about the strange writing, Bendy checked his fragmented memories to see if he could every recall such strange writing. "Dreams Come True", Joey definitely didn't write that, so who did?
Joey was never one to sound so optimistic, and Henry did not have the guts to deface the building, so who could have done it? There were so many things he just could not remember!
And how could he know if what he could remember had actually happened?! He knew the show actually happened because of the studio, he knew Boris was real since his corpse was still there, he could never forget Joey and Henry for what they had done, but what about everything else?! Were his "memories" real, or just something his mind had made up to cope with the situation?! Ignore it, focus on somethin' else!
He faintly noticed the smaller one who had been with "Lex" appear with something clutched in their hand. It looked familiar...
The machine!
Bendy grinned within his mind. He had completely forgotten about that cursed machine, but he did remember that items were needed for it to work, and that human had one of them. Hopefully these idiots would turn the machine on just so he could show them how thankful he was...
And heal Boris.
He would spend the rest of eternity trapped in the studio as long as he had a living Boris with him.
Bendy watched as the stupid humans moved further down the hall. He knew what room they would visit next, so the demon grinned to himself and shifted to that cut out. The blurred outline of the ink machine greeted his non-existent eyes.
Time ta see if these idiots are as stupid as they seem ta be!
The "sight" of the machine was both welcomed and hated. Bendy knew that machine had been an important part of what had brought him and Boris back to life, but he also had experienced many things because of it.
Like friendship and betrayal.
Footsteps echoed down the hall, slowly growing closer, and Bendy cheered. He could still faintly feel his fear from earlier, his fear of these humans trying to hurt him, but that was overshadowed by glee.
He knew it! He knew they would find this room! Now hopefully one of them would be able to connect the dots and turn the machine on!
Then the fun would truly begin!
If he had hands he would have been rubbing them together in his signature "I have the best idea for a prank" position. So the gleeful demon waited for the unsuspecting, stupid humans to enter the room and hopefully figure out how to start the ink machine.
They needed to find the pedestal room next, they had to! He could not guide them, but their curiosity would be their downfall, like it had been Joey's.
Bendy paused. Joey's curiosity had been his downfall? Where had that thought come from?! The demon did his best to push the random thought and concerns about it away, he would worry about it after he had gotten his revenge on the humans.
If he still remembered to, as his mind seemed to be getting worse as time went on. Everything fragmenting and drifting away. The painpainpain and BorisBorisBoris consuming his thoughts.
He needed the humans to turn on the machine quickly, he needed it!
Soon enough Bendy heard the footsteps and watched as only three of the humans entered the room. He faintly heard the other two mention how "wrong" the machine was. At least some of the humans seemed to realize that. Maybe they were not quite as dumb as they seemed to be...
Scratch that, they agreed to turn the machine on. Well at least their stupidity would result in Bendy gaining his form back, as long as they managed to turn the machine on.
He sent his mind to the cut out in the pedestal room and decided to wait for the humans there. That would be the next room they went to, or so he thought until startled screams echoed throughout the studio. Boris!
He had forgotten the room (Boris lying cut open on the table, chest torn apart, eyes void of their usual warmth, BorisBorisBoris) was in the same hall as the entrance to the room he was currently in!
Bendy quickly found himself in the cut out that had saved his life, the one in the operating room. He did his best to ignore the sight of Boris' body, and the nausea that rose up in him, and focused on the humans. They seemed... sad?
One of them did. He faintly spotted them leaving the room with the other one not too far behind.
Strange, had they been fans of the cartoon at some point? Unexpected guilt filled Bendy as he realized he might be planning to kill his fans (possibly Boris' fans too, which made the guilt so much worse), but it was smothered as he remembered that they were humans.
Lying, deceitful, murderous, back-stabbing, humans!
The demon snarled to himself as he remembered all the pain and suffering humans had put him through. They deserved what they would get! They deserved to suffer! Needleneedleneedle! Alonealonealone! Hurtshurtshurts!
Bendy sent his mind back to the previous cut out and arrived back in the pedestal room at the same time the humans did. Luckily enough it seemed as though they were smart enough to draw connections between the pedestals and the images behind them.
It was the smaller one who figured it out since they already had one of the items.
From there the humans split up (another smart decision) in order to find the rest of the items faster.
But before they left the room, a bit of Bendy's mischievous spirit returned, having forgotten his previous break down. The demon possessed a nearby cut out and moved it so the moment the first person came out of the room they would spot it.
And hopefully get scared.
Needless to say his plan worked like a charm. One of the humans walked out and immediately freaked out as soon as they saw it. They jumped back with a curse, making the demon laugh to himself.
It had been years since he had last pranked someone, usually Henry. The demon felt his previous mirth fade as he remembered the traitorous human. Henry...
Ignore it, forget it, and focus on living once again. Let his anger drown the memories of the traitor. He watched the humans as they left, one of them knocking over the cut out in the process. They would find the items, they would turn on the machine, they had to!
BorisBorisBoris! Needneedneed!
Bendy followed them around the abandoned studio, warping from cut out to cut out in order to track their progress where he could. Unfortunately there were a couple places where he could not follow the humans to, but he always managed to find them once again.
It was in one of those places the humans had found Joey's book. Something seemed to be dripping off of it as the girl, he believed it was the one called Lex, carried it. It was ink, Bendy realized, his ink. Joey had probably hidden the book after trying to kill him.
Needle, needle, needle, needleneedleneedlepainpainpainhelphelphelp!
Bendy had no idea what was written in that book, but he was pretty sure he never wanted to know.
Bendy sent his mind to the cut out right beside the room that had the ink pressure button. He remembered that the button needed to be pressed in order to activate the machine, and that there was something else the demon had created all those years ago in that room...
Almost as soon as he arrived at the cut out, a human walked by and entered the room. Bendy giggled to himself and eagerly awaited what would happen next. He heard the startled curse erupt from the room as one of his old pranks was triggered.
He had set up the projector to randomly turn on whenever someone pushed the ink pressure button. He was happy to see it still worked, especially since it had taken hours to make with...
Henry.
Bendy giggled as Henry helped him set up his latest prank. The man was helping him rig the projector to randomly show an image of him whenever the ink pressure button was pushed. It was mainly meant to scare Joey, but Bendy hoped other people would get scared too.
Not too badly scared of course! He loved it when people jumped away or shouted because of his pranks, it was so funny!
Bendy giggled once again, the noise echoing throughout the empty room and making Henry look at him. "What's so funny?" Bendy smirked at the man as he rocked back and forth on the spot. "Nothin'~"
Henry snorted and bent down to the demon's level. "Well I set everything up, so the next time someone pushes the button the projector should go off, and after that it'll be completely random."
Bendy grinned and hugged the man. "Thanks Hen, yer the best!" Henry pulled away from the demon and looked down at him, a grin on his face.
"Hen?"
"Ya, Hen, short fer Henry!" The man snorted once again and gently scratched the demon right between the horns, a weak spot he had discovered a couple weeks ago. Bendy sighed and leaned into the touch. It felt nice and never failed to relax him.
"No problem Bendy, it's what friends are for."
Henry...
The familiar noise of machinery moving broke the demon out of his memories, and Bendy grinned to himself. It was time.
He knew the moment the machine turned on. He could feel its power rushing through him, feel the urge. Bendy quickly found himself back in the first cut out and grinned once he saw the ink pouring out of the machine. Time ta get my body back~
The demon giggled to himself as he separated the bit of original ink that had not been destroyed when Joey injected him with the needle (painpainpain) from the possessed cut out and joined it with the ink spilling across the floor.
Bendy was not aware of the group of teens who had found themselves back at the entrance to the room. He was aware of his body slowly regenerating, the sensation of the ink pulling together, joining him, and increasing his mass.
His form was still a bit unstable due to the remnants of the serum Joey had injected him with floating in his original ink, but he ignored that and focused on standing.
It was so strange to have legs after being essentially nothing for so long, it made the demon giddy. He quickly shot to his feet (he had feet again!), catching the attention of the teens in front of the room.
He was standing in front of the entrance to the room, right near the boards. If he had been paying attention he would have heard the shouts and screams, but he was too focused on his body. He had a body again!
He had arms! He had legs! Hell even his bow tie was there, albeit dripping a bit, but it was there!
Bendy was a little irritated to find that he still could not see that well, everything was still a blur but at least he could faintly make out colours now. He lifted his arms up and looked over them. Hm, he seemed to be significantly larger than he last remembered...
Oh well, it would make the next part so much more fun! Bendy flexed his new claws, oh yes, quite a bit of fun indeed.
His horns twitched a bit as one of the humans in front of him started speaking. He looked at them and cocked his head to the side. Strange, even with their blurry outline they looked familiar to the demon. That black hair...
"H-hi, my name's Bartholomew, but everyone calls me Barthy!"
"B-Bendy." He heard the boy in front of him wheeze out, and the demon could not help but smile in response. So these humans did know him. A small part of him felt guilty for what would happen next, but Bendy pushed it away. He grinned at the boy, sharp teeth he did not know he had bared, making him look far more demonic.
Even if they were fans of both him and Boris, they still deserved to suffer.
Joey staring at him with cold, empty eyes. Henry's warm grin and cheerful voice. Henry moving away and abandoning them. Henry killing Boris. The needle Joey used flashing in the dim lighting of the studio. Screaming, burning pain, no mercy, no help, all alone, only pain!
They would suffer.
The girl Lex stepped forward, said something, and then threw the boy back when she noticed Bendy's smile. Good, the girl seemed to be a bit smarter than her friends. Maybe this would be more fun than he originally thought.
Hunting was always more fun when the prey fought back.
He felt his grin drop a bit when the girl lifted something towards him, it looked like a bat, but it returned when he realized that yes, this would be so much more fun. He had a fighter here, a challenge.
Bendy hoped they screamed as he tore them apart. He wanted their blood to stain the studio walls, a permanent reminder of what had occurred.
Bendy grinned once more and lunged towards the filthy, disgusting, lying humans, shrieking the entire time. He would kill them! He would tear them apart! He would avenge Boris, and hunt Joey and Henry down!
Faintly, a part of him whispered how bad of an idea this was, how unfair it was to try and kill these humans because they were innocent, they had done no wrong! But the voice was buried under waves of sorrow, rage, guilt, and pain.
They would suffer, just like he had.
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AN: I wonder who this Barthy person is? :3
Thank you guys so much for the comments, favs, and follows! Poor Bendy, still torn up about Boris, half insane, and missing a bunch of memories :/
