Hello People! My name is Misty! Early before I made this, I said I would expand on my FNAF universe, I feel like I lied. So this is kinda my "I'm Sorry" Fic.
Before we Start, *Holds Up remote* I need to say the Disclaimer.
I do not own Don't Starve. It, and all it's characters, belong to someone else.
Now, once more for the people in the back. *Pulls out MegaPhone*
I DO NOT OWN DON'T STARVE. IT, AND ALL IT'S CHARACTERS, BELONG TO SOMEONE ELSE.
Now, Here We Go!
*Presses button on remote*
The Darkness
It swarmed around him, it's strange creatures singing a silent lullaby that only it could hear.
I don't like it
A feeling of discomfert flashed through his body, but he kept it from showing on his face.
Though I have been seeing it my whole life
Black, That was how he would describe his eyes. No life, just darkness.
Despite the fact that it keeps me safe
He rembered to the things that used to hurt him before the darkness, they wern't here anymore
It scares me
He watched as a being tried to escape the darkness. Only to be swallowed up by it.
A Lot
He flinched at the resulting scream.
The way it can twist a humans mind
he watched as a human jumped and ran from the fearlings.
Like the person's mind is putty in it's..
The human laughs at the fearlings, escapeing them one more.
Hands?
The darkness began to get impashit
Appendages?
And interveaned
I don't know
He turned from the scean hoping to clear his mind of images.
The man in the chair never sees me
Maxwell Had ruled for quite some time, but always felt like the darkness was hiding somthing.
And the darkness dosen't tell him
It was a constant nagging feel, the feeling of Someone watching him.
He thinks He rules the darkness
He ignored it, and focaced on the People as they rushed around, trying to put out a fire.
How foolish
He watched as the Man boasted to the other humans, of his.. "Control" of the situashion
No one rules the darkness
The Darkness seemed smug at the Man's Ignornce.
And All who have tried to
He turned and thought about his Mama, Her beautiful face, Her Light glow.
And all who have Boasted of it
He never knew his "Father"
Were
The Darkness took care of him before he was born.
He is simply a puppet
The Man returned to the chair seeming.. d.
To do it's will
He frowned, why was The Man worried?
The darkness trys to assure me
He felt the Worry in The Darkness as well.
"It's all for the best"
He suddenly felt scared.
But is it?
If the Darkness was worried, Bad storms were ahead.
I question as I fall into slumber once more