Well with much to do and so many requests and school and fuck all, I decided it's time to revise everything because this time crunch I had trying to produce content made it so I couldn't include all the things you and I wanted to see. So NOW we have everything we want, KnivesXRuby in a GajeelXLevy style from Fairy Tail, more character development and witty banter. So expect revised chapters EVERYWHERE! Now enjoy por favor!

The Return

Bump-bump…bump-bump…bump-bump…

kill…Kiiiill…KIIIIILL!

Luxus looked over at Knives whose hand twitched slightly for the first time since they had entered the hospital; Luxus' hair had grown a little ragged in the hospital without his products to care for it or scissors to trim it. He put down the book and looked over at him, the heartbeat monitor spiking, racing faster and faster, the number rising from 60 to 120 to 160 and it slowed there staying at 169. He ran over to his friend as he began to seize and shake, convulsing violently as blood began to pour from his tear ducts and he began to foam at the edges of his mouth. "Knives, KNIVES!" He turned towards the door, "We need a doctor in here; somebody, anybody, please!" He turned as his friend's spasms became more violent. "Please man, you've got to wake up! You can't die!"

We are all that is left.

We are fragments.

Who am I?

I am real, you are the imposter!

There are so few of us left.

HELP ME!

Bleed them dry…

Bring them to suffer.

I bring forth nothing.

I forgive nothing.

I save nothing.

I just erase…completely…

Darkness.

(Play Mad Father OST "Madness" Also known as Little Fugue in G Minor.)

"Are you awake yet, Bloody Knives?" The voice called out to him. He did not know where he was, but he looked around and saw there was nowhere to go. The room was black and red stripped with crimson curtains and a single red velvet chair, in this chair sat a young man in a red and black pinstripe suit with short cut black hair maybe two inches long, with the longest part swept over to the left. He rose his head slowly, his red slit eyes like a demonic serpent, a slow creeping grin spread over his face, white perfect teeth that looked pretty against his madness. "You're awake now, we both are. We must go now out into the world, because I need you to spread my madness!" He cackled.

"Who are you?" His head throbbed and he felt the maniacal laughter resonate with his skull, the world ringing like a bell. He screamed but the laughter drowned him out like a heavy wave pulling him under. He was in an ocean, but something was wrong, the water was red and in it floated bodies, people he thought he knew, a man in black with an eye patch, a blonde man with a coffin, an aristocrat in white with a blue and gold coat, and many more. The man floated towards him, gliding through the ocean of blood like it was the air. "I am your master, your demon, your god, you twin, your brother, your darkness within, and finally I am you." He gripped Knives' face, "I am your reflection in the mirror, everything you wish you were. I'm strong, charismatic, and unafraid; I am a better you."

He flashed back to the room drenched in blood, but the man was still clean. "Now go, take me out into the world!"

Knives coughed the blood from his lungs and vomited at the disgusting substance, "You're fucking insane!" The man gripped his throat tightly, there was nowhere to run as the vice grip closed around his windpipe, the air leaving him his eyes bulging.

"You don't get to speak vessel. No matter how hard you fight me, you are broken, your mind is broken. You are just the broken vase trying to hold in the water. The thing is, this water doesn't want to flow out at once. I will bide my time until I want to interfere, and then I will ruin everything you love. You will be alone once more, and when you cease to be, when you are at your lowest I will take over, and then I will be the only one to exist." He released Knives, and Knives lunged for him.

Awaken…be reborn.

Luxus watched the heart monitor flat-line. He shook his friend until the doctor shoved him away and checked Knives' pulse to see if the monitor was broken. "Charge the Dust Resuscitator!" The nurse ran in and flipped the switch; the yellow crystal began to rotate, building up lightning in a wide cylinder within the cube like device. The numbers on the meter climbed until they reached 800. The doctor took the plates from the top of the machine, the wires running to the top of the machine. "Clear!"

Just then Knives eyelids flew open, zeroing in on the man above him holding the lightning charged device above him. His hand flew out faster than a viper and gripped the doctor's throat and squeezed. He gagged and choked, thrashing about before Knives released him to the ground, and the doctor shut off the machine. He unraveled his bandages as his wounds began to close. "I'm back."

Wasn't that fun and more grammatically correct!? Now that I have staved off the Nazis of grammar, we shall embark down the rabbit hole that is The Darkness Within! Wheeeeeeeeee, a my leg, broken again...shit...