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(Jeff's POV)
Zalgo dragged (y/n) out of her little cell very harshly, by pulling her (h/l), tangled, (h/c) hair. I was about to open my mouth to protest when (y/n) gave me a look that told me to shut up, so I did. The entire way there, Zalgo was speechless, but I could tell it was out of excitement. He led us through the ever winding grey walls of his cave, which seemed to go on forever, mind you, and by the time we reached the supposed 'arena' he stopped and let (y/n) go momentarily to open the gates.
That was enough time to snatch her into my arms. She gasped as I did, as I held her head close to my chest and let her hear how fast my heart was beating. Then, I felt warm tears soak through my sweater and come onto my bare chest. I began to run my pale fingers through her wild (h/c) hair.
"Well isn't this a touching moment?" Zalgo asked, finally looking back at us. There was a hint of amusement in his voice, but it was disguising something else.
Anger.
Zalgo grabbed at (y/n)'s arm very brutally, which made my blood boil.
"You don't have to treat her like that!" I hissed at him.
He purposely thrashed (y/n) around more, surely bruising her arm.
"And why not? She is after all my prisoner." He said as a sly smile crept it's way onto his face.
I only loosed a low growl and looked away, because if I didn't, I would go berserk on this creep. Zalgo dragged (y/n) out of the way and motioned for me to go walk into the arena.
I took that as a challenge and walked in, no turning back now.
I was feeling pretty confident, in fact I might have been a little more on the cocky side, until I saw who I was facing.
Behind me, I heard (y/n) gasp and Zalgo let loose a low laugh.
This can't be, you're dead. I thought to myself.
"I've missed you, Jeff."
...Riley...
(Your POV)
I gasped as I saw Jeff's opponent.
It was the girl from my dreams.
He long red hair was tied back into a high pony tail and her big grey eyes looked empty and distant. I looked at Zalgo, but he had his eyes locked only on Jeff, who was frozen in place.
Who is this chick? How are she and Jeff connected? Why does she hate me?
"How?" Jeff asked in a low voice, which was barely audible, "How are you alive?"
My breath caught in my throat. She's supposed to be dead? I don't understand.
"That's for me to know, and for you to find out." She said in a drone voice that made her sound like a robot. Like she was programmed to say that.
Who is she? I mouthed to Zalgo. He only smiled in response.
"Well, (y/n) and I will be taking our seats. You two be sure to start the fight whenever you'd like. Riley, make sure you beat him alright? Good luck Jeff." Zalgo announced as he half led, half dragged me to where we were supposed to sit.
We sat where the audience would sit, of course in the front row. From what I could see, fresh tears were slipping off of Jeff's face.
"What in the world!?" Jeff screamed.
I felt myself jump as he did. I wasn't expecting this.
"How? She's dead! D-E-A-D, dead." He said looking up angrily at Zalgo.
"My powers are none of your concern, now fight!" Zalgo said next to me.
At the word fight, Riley's eyes flashed with recognition and she lunged at Jeff. Jeff easily sidestepped her attack, just as easily as he would sidestep one of mine.
One thing I noticed, was during most of the fight, Jeff wouldn't attack. He was defending himself by moving out of the way, but never once did I see him swing.
"Just who is she?" I asked Zalgo.
He let loose a low chuckle that sent shivers down my spine. His response though, it sent a twinge of jealousy through me.
"An old partner," he said never turning to look at me, "An old lover, more likely."
(Jeff's POV)
"Oh Jeff. If you never attack, you'll never win," Zalgo reminded me.
Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at (y/n). She wasn't watching the fight.
Riley growled at me and stopped momentarily to catch her breath.
"Attack me you coward!" She shrieked in frustration.
That's when I realized that this Riley wasn't my Riley. My Riley had left the face of this Earth, forever more. Besides, the old Riley would never dare call me that. Still though, the thought of stabbing someone that looked and moved like Riley was haunting.
I lunged forward, clutching my knife in a death grip.
I felt it dig through flesh and scrape against bone, then, I heard someone gasp.
"Jeff," she muttered, "Why?" She asked, genuine sadness flooded her voice.
Fresh tears stung the back of my eyes as fake Riley turned to dust in front of me.
I looked over at (y/n) who had a wide smile on her face as happy tears slipped down and off of her cheeks.
"No!" Zalgo screamed, "This wasn't supposed to happen!" He shouted as he grabbed (y/n), and lifted her by her throat.
"Zalgo stop! We had a deal!" I screamed in frustration.. and fear...
"Well, you know, one soul for another." He said as he dug his long finger into (y/n)'s stomach.
She gasped as fresh, red blood oozed out of her mouth. His finger went into her stomach and about one foot out of her back.
"NO!" I screamed.
Zalgo threw her into the arena, where she fell, limp and lifeless, and disappeared into the darkness.
Without thinking, I ran over there and picked her up.
"(Y/n)," I managed as I ran my shaky hand down her cheek.
"Jeff, before I go-"
"Don't say that!" I interrupted her.
"Now's not the time to be blind, listen to me. I love you, okay?" She said, a strange gurgle sort of noise escaped her as she began to choke on her own blood.
"I love you, too. That's why you can't leave." I said choking on my tears.
She lifted her hand and put it on my cheek.
And with her last breath, she said one thing.
"I'll be back, I promise. And I never break my promises..."
Then I'll wait for you... forever...
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