WHOOT FINALLY GOT THIS ONE DONE! Honestly this one is one I was planning to make for like... a whole week and I'm so happy to have finally finished it! I hope you all enjoy the new chapter!

Alice was counting her blessings on just how lucky she's been so far during the… how long has it been now? Three years? Ten? Maybe more? She didn't know anymore… it's been to long and she had no indication on exactly how long it's been… but she knew it's been a very long time, and that she hated every minute of it.

She hated having to sneak around the whole place in fear, having to avoid large puddles of ink like the plague, being unable to sleep for long when she would get tired, having to hide from those damn ink monsters as well as Joey and his helpers… having to watch as her friends disappeared from her life one by one.

Hopefully… this will at least fix a few things… Alice thought to herself as she looked down to the papers in her hands… pages she had stolen from Joey's book that brought them to life. She was working on the circle it described with ink, pausing every so often to double check to make sure everything was correct.

It was risky… even she had to admit that… but the pages described how to "Fix" something that was corrupted by other rituals. The main things she needed were candles, taken from Joey's other ritual rooms, the circle, the one effected by the ritual (she was gonna work on that one soon) and something important to the one who the ritual was intended for.

The last part was what really had her worried and concerned… was Henry's old Record player really going to work? Was the knitted hat, the jackets or any of the records from the outside world gonna do the trick? She wasn't sure which one was more important to Bendy but she wasn't going to let that keep her from trying… or even having all of the ones she was able to salvage placed near the circle.

Hopefully one of those will work… now for the hard part… Alice thought as she finished the last line of the circle. She pushed herself up off the ground, wincing a little from pain… she had been avoiding trying to absorb any ink from the machine to heal herself for a while. She didn't trust it at all, not after everything that's happened with the cursed liquid.

She still had healing cuts and swore she had a few bruises from the few fights she would have with the ink monsters, but they were at least healing slowly without the aid of ink. That was one small blessing she had to guess… though the feeling of pain was still something she could do without often.

Once she was up on her feet again she went over to the doorway of the room and grabbed one of the old employee's jackets she saved and pulled it around her. Better to keep most of the ink off her but would also draw some attention to her. Alice then picked up the makeshift bag she had with a few bottles of Acetone in it. One of her best weapons on keeping safe but even she knew what she had was limited by this point.

Last I checked there were only 8 bottles of it left… She thought sadly as she peeked into it for a moment, confirming that there were indeed only the 8 bottles left… she knew that when she got down to the last bottle she would be doomed to meet the same fate as her fellow toons… mindlessly following Joey and his deluded visions… and being nothing more than shells of their former selves.

She shook her head from those thoughts as she trekked out of the room. The angel hurried through the halls and up a flight of stairs before finally reaching the animation department. The hum of the ink machine shook her to the core as she pulled the jacket tighter around her in a way to try and sooth her growing fears.

Come on Alice… you can do this! You… you have to after all… for them…

The angel quickly passed through the halls to her destination… the pedestal room. The items were suspended in their proper places and practically ringing out the evil energy needed for the cursed machine.

Carefully the living toon snatched one of the items, the Bendy toy. She hissed in a bit of pain from the foul energy that it was once giving out but sighed in relief once it faded… and the other items in the room dropped onto their pedestals and lost their own energy. The distant hum of the machine also stopped and Alice knew right then and there… she couldn't waste anytime now, especially given how easy this turned out to be.

The angel stuffed the doll into her bag and ran out of the room only for her feet to meet a fresh flood of ink in the halls. Her eyes widened and she ran as fast as she could when she heard the bubbling beginning in the pool of ink. This was sooner than expected.

Joey was expecting this wasn't he?!

The angel dashed through the halls, the coat trailing behind her and her hands holding her makeshift bag close to her. The sounds of something big splashing through the ink behind her confirmed her thoughts on who was chasing her… after all what better way to guard the machine then to put a demon in charge of it.

A monstrous roar sounded off behind her and she cursed herself internally as she saw some of the ink torso monsters pulling themselves out of the flooded halls in front of her. Shoving one of her hands into the bag she grabbed one of the Acetone bottles and opened the top before throwing it with all her might at the monsters.

The ink remover did it's job well as they melted down into screaming puddles that she ran around… getting the slightest glimpse of what was once Bendy chasing her from behind and gaining on her.

The demon was far larger than she was, nearly taking up the whole hallway and dripping ink from all over his massive form. The horns atop his head were much longer and sharper looking than the normal short nubs he originally had. His once white gloves were ripped to shreds from massive dripping claws and his signature white bow tie was in ruin as well. It's face was mostly covered in ink save for one thing… his smile that was once full of mischief and joy was now one of sadistic cruel pleasure as he chased his former friend.

Alice felt her own tears start to form in her eyes as the image burned into her mind once again. Seeing a friend of hers like this hurt more then anything else that was ever thrown at her. Especially since he only got this way because he wanted to save her.

Damn it Alice! Snap out of it… You have work to do! The toon angel shook her head and focused on her path towards the designated room. She was almost there, and that meant Bendy was almost there as well.

Once she saw the doorway she turned quickly into it, hitting her shoulder hard on the door frame and biting back a scream of pain as she stumbled in.

Just a little further… Get him into the circle… then you'll be- Her thoughts got cut off when she soon found herself being thrown hard into a wall with the worst pain in her side she had ever felt.

She let out a choked scream as her body hit the floor and a stabbing pain shot through her entire body. Her halo felt cracked, her head felt like it might have been leaking some ink, her back hurt so much like something slashed her deeply… and she could barely feel her legs.

Alice couldn't even think to do anything else as she curled in on herself from the pain, letting out a loud scream as ink tears fell down her face. She did however slowly turn her head up and through blurry eyes she saw the demon making its way towards her with a low growl… a low growl that soon turned into a roar of anger as he seemed to be frozen in one spot. More specifically… she recognized where one of his legs seemed to be with the candles flickering around it.

A weak smile made it's way onto her face as she knew… the circle worked and now the ritual was now in effect. With every ounce of strength she had in her body, she forced herself to whisper the words from the page, earning her louder roars of protest from the ink demon as the ritual seemed to be doing it's job.

"Please... Come… back to… me… Ben...dy…" were the last words she whispered before her vision went dark… unable to see the results.

….

Cold that's the first thing he felt when he opened his eyes. Confusion was the first thing on his mind when he took a good notice of the room he was in.

This… this isn't where I was before… Bendy tried to remember just where he last was before his gaze fell on something that made everything around him seem nonexistent.

Alice… laying in a pool of ink, her own ink, and not moving at all.

"ALICE!" His voice sounded rough, and under used and… deeper? But he didn't care about that as he tried to pull himself over to the fallen angel's side. He ended up falling forward onto his face and almost feeling like he was just a puddle of ink for a bit before pulling himself back up in a blind panic as he used his arms to pull himself towards Alice.

He had stumbled a few more times, his arms feeling strangely weak but he finally got to her side.

"Al...ice?" Bendy's voice shook, he felt tears coming to his eyes… hell he felt his own form practically melting from his own fear at seeing the condition she was in. He reached out to her and that's when he stopped and stared in fear at his own hand.

His usual gloves were ripped up and at the end of ink dripping fingers… there were sharp claws that looked ready to tear through anything they touched. Bendy flinched back a bit, scared that he might hurt her more… but also from the loud banging noise behind him. Slowly turning his head he felt his eyes widen at the thing that seemed to be trapped within the circle.

It was tall, lanky, had what looked like one twisted leg but the face… that face despite being covered in ink looked so much like his own but much more sinister and angry… even worse was when the thing spoke.

"DAMN ANGEL."

It was distorted… but it was his voice. No… it wasn't just that…

It was also Joey's Voice mixed in.