A/N Okay! We have really gotten far with this story. Thanks to all the people who have reviewed, you guys make my day. Sorry guys, but I am really running out of Ideas, so these last few are, well, the last. BUT! Aha, the big but. But, I will post a new story which is just the alternate ending! The tragedy endings should be maybe two or three more chapters, and the alternate should be one or two. Loves! Oh, and I know that I've been doing p.o.v in turns, but... It really does need to be Andy this time.

Disclaimer: Do I look like their manager? Wait... you guys don't know what I look like. It's a no, Kay?

Andy P.O.V

After I went back to normal, Shaun gave me a talk. Claiming about how bad drugs and shit. During that long, so very long period, I snapped. The crazy part of my mind had managed to unlock itself, and now it was wild. And guess what? It didn't like Shaun.

"DRUGS ARE NO GOOD! I know you are probably wondering when I'm gonna shut up, but that is only gonna be when you can finally listen to me. Are we clear? No mo-"Andrew cut him off, snarling.

"Look asshole. Andy's gone. The Andy you know and love is outta here. And guess whose back? Andrew. That's right. I'm in charge now." (A/N Okay, when I say I... I mean Andy, when I say Andrew, that's when I'm in the crazy Andy's mind.) I didn't expect Shaun to get scared by that, but now he was cowering behind the couch, shaking with fear. Andrew must be really scary. "And guess what? We're gonna have some fun." Andrew giggled, but not the little cute giggle that I normally do, but a scary, psycho maniac, crazy serial killer giggle. "Now, you stay here, and I'm gonna go get a toy for us to play with. I don't like you now, but I think were gonna be best friends." Andrew giggled again. I didn't like it when he giggled. Andrew walked into the kitchen and looked in the drawers for a knife. He found one and took it into the lounge room.

Andrew was frustrated; Shaun wasn't in the room, hiding where he was. I begged for him to have gone out of the house. Andrew heard these thoughts. "Hmm... Looks like we have to have a talk Andy." Andrew walked into the bathroom where the mirror was. He smiled at me.

"Okay. You might not like what's gonna happen, but it's to help you. I care about you. I'm the better you. With me taking over, you can be better. I'm gonna ignore what you'll be thinking now, cause I need extra concentration." He winked, and walked back out of the room. Andrew sniffed the air. "I smell him." He snarled. Andrew jumped into the game room. Please Shaun, don't be there. Just let him have smelt Shaun's sock or something.

He didn't. He really did smell Shaun. He was hiding in the wardrobe we had in there. Shaun was crouching down, and he was barely breathing. When Andrew opened the door, Shaun yelped. Snarling, Andrew pulled him out by the arm, nearly ripping it out of its socket. Shaun screamed in pain.

I didn't like this. I didn't like it one bit. Andrew wasn't just torturing Shaun, he was torturing me.

"What to do first? First I think I'll mark you as mine." Andrew gave a wicked grin, then lifted up Shaun's Pokémon shirt he was wearing. Andrew pointed the sharp blade at his skin.

"No Andy. Please!" Shaun screamed. He had tears going down his face, and he was shaking with fear and sobs. I wanted to help him. I really did. But that's the thing. I couldn't.

"Now now. What did I tell you? Andy's gone mate, and now I'm here. I'm not as loving as Andy, which was his first mistake. And yours was living. I'm here to fix that. Remember... Address me as Andrew." Andrew slowly and carefully dug the point of the knife into Shaun's side, and then made a quick slash. "You have nine more warnings. Use them wisely." Shaun was moving and screaming like crazy, but after hearing this, he shut up and stopped moving.

I groaned inwardly. How long was this going to last? Andrew wrote on his stomach with the knife.

"'You will obey'. Now, that's a good scar, don't you think? It'll make you remember who the boss is." Shaun may have stop bawling and moving, but this just started the whimpering. "Hmm... This is fun, but not fun enough." Andrew jumped on Shaun and used the knife to rip off Shaun's top. "Having fun now?" Andrew took off all of Shaun's clothes, including the underwear and socks. I wish I could look away, but I couldn't.

Andrew tortured him. Making small nicks in every part of his skin. I couldn't take it anymore.

"Stop!" I yelled. I don't know how, but I managed. "Stop it now!" I had control. I was myself. I looked at Shaun. I don't mean just look at him on the outside, I mean I really looked. He was scared. No, he was beyond scared. He was shaking with fear. But, there was also concern in his eyes. He was concerned for me. I started crying. Shaun waited a bit. He wasn't sure whether I was just playing or not. After a moment of this, he cautiously put his arms around me, pulling me into a hug. I grabbed onto him for dear life.

"I'm sorry." I sobbed. "I'm so sorry. I didn't want this to happen. I'm sorry." I kept muttering apologies over and over again. Shaun kept muttering "It's alright. It's alright" over and over again. It was then that I knew. He loved me. Shaun loved me. He loved me so much he's sticking by me after all of this. He's told me he loved me so many times before, and I knew he meant it, but now... I knew how deep his love was.

No Andy. You shouldn't be thinking like that. Here. Let me help you.

A/N Oooooohhhh. Ominous. Hope you like it. Two more chapters, not including alternates.

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