Hi guys. Chapter 3 for your viewing pleasure.

When Virgil woke up again, he really wished he hadn't; the Side he had once trusted as his closest ally stood directly in front of him, smirking as he took off his bright yellow gloves.

"Ah, sleeping beauty has awoken," Deceit sneered. "How was your panic attack?"

"Why am I here, Snake? What do you want?" Virgil asked through clenched teeth, head still reeling from blood loss. His wings felt heavy, drooping to the ground.

"Oh Virgil," Deceit tsked in mock sympathy. "We discussed this earlier. Then again, head injuries do strange things to people."

Virgil struggled against the bonds as the Snake drew closer, but in vain. Suddenly, Deceit grabbed Virgil's face with his bare hands. A fiery, white hot pain streaked through Virgil's body, and he spasmed, unable to control himself as his back arched and his wings flapped frantically. Virgil's pain was mirrored in Deceit's human eye, though it didn't seem to affect the liar in quite the same way.

The hold seemed to stretch into Eternity for Virgil, though it had to have only been a minute or so. He could hear this awful, drawn-out scream echoing around the room, and didn't realize it was his own voice until his throat began to throb painfully with the strain. His wings, weak as they had become, started to lift him off the ground. Virgil could only imagine what this was doing to Thomas, and it was making him guilty.

Finally, Deceit let go and took a few shaky steps back. Both sides were breathing hard, and Virgil's body spasmed as the chair regained contact with the floor, trying to get the pain out of his system. "W-why...are…" Virgil managed to gasp out, "You doing...th-this...to me?"

"Because you abandoned me and the rest our dark-side brothers! You turned your back on your true nature. Started to "Help" Thomas."

"All I ever wanted was for Thomas to be safe!" Virgil shouted. "Y-you and I used t-to lie to him about himself s-so he wouldn't m-make a fool of himself. But it wasn't making him h-happy!"

"And now you think he and his Major Sides have, what? Accepted you? They know that without you, our host can't function. So they tolerate you, pretend to care. But deep down V, you're a Dark Side. You can't change it, and you can't deny it."

"They…" Virgil heart and head pounded. Was that true? Deceit worked through half lies and twisted truths, and he couldn't tell which parts were the inevitable lies. He was a Dark Side, though he hadn't always been. He'd made many mistakes during the earlier years of his existence. But after he tried to cut himself off from Thomas, the others had... Accepted him. Hadn't they? Or was that a lie too? Virgil started to tear up. Deceit laughed maliciously as only one thought clouded Virgil's mind and judgment;

What if they don't care enough to come for me?

So yeah. Virgil isn't having a very good day. Please review so I can fix whatever crap I've messed up in here. I altered Deceit's character a little bit, just to make him more sinister.

If anyone is willing, you could give me ideas for Deceit's real name. Something interesting and vaguely sinister, not a normal name, but not too out there.

Sorry these first chapters are moving so slow. It'll pick up in a few. This whole story is based off a headcanon I have, and that bit of exposition is coming soon. Everything will make a lot more sense.

Peace

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