Part Four

Cry has escaped from Mad, but his body was still weak. Ken lay on the ground next to him, lifeless.
Cry then knew what the letter wrote. Ken set Pewdie's house on fire. Cry looked at Ken for a last time, saying goodbye to his good friend and he ran out the door, stumbling along the way to get to Pewds.
"Oh shit." Cry whispered when he saw clouds and clouds of smoke rise into the air. He didn't have much time left.

Pewdie was sitting upstairs, the flames only just reaching his door. He couldn't stand, and every time he was close to standing he would fall back down in pain. The smoke has made him tired and dizzy, and he tried crying out for help, but no one would find him.
Pewds leaned against the wall, watching the flame slowly crawl into his room. He was helpless, so he thought. But little did he know, Cry was on the way.
Pewds sat against the windowsill, trying to pry it open but the blood loss from his chest made his fingers numb. Pewds finally gave up and cursed, closing his eyes.
It was over.

Cry had reached the gates of Pewdie's house when he finally collapsed. Cry yelled in pain, feeling his wounds split when he landed on the ground. Cry lifted up his head in horror, at the flames that emerge from the house of Pewdiepie. Cry cringed, and then, his legs wouldn't work. Nothing would move them; it was like he forgot how to walk.
"C'mon Cry…" he whispered to himself. If he couldn't walk, he could still use his arms. His hands were scratched up completely from previous injuries.
Cry forced himself to build more energy. He pushes himself through the gate, and into the fiery chasm.
The front door was broken down, and the flames were surrounding it. Cry grabbed the edge of the railing, forcing himself up, and stared at the fire. It was risky to run through it, for he knew fire would spread quickly.
Just before Cry charged in, he realized what he was doing. He was basically committing suicide for Pewdie. He knew instantly that he truly loved Pewds. He would kill himself for it, proved how much he cared, and in that instant Cry lunged forward into the flames, and fell hard on the floor inside.

The second Cry entered, he was choking. Not because of the smoke, it was the heat and smell of blood. Blood of others drove Mad to come back, and he could feel the madness of his doppelganger cover him slowly.
Cry through himself to the ground, ready to give up. The mission was impossible. Then, when all hopes faded…
"You're not giving up now you bitch." Virus yelled through the fire, lifting Cry up. Mad was on the other side of him, supporting Cry till he was on his feet.
They were all there, supporting Cry to find Pewds. Cry was of course, astonished Mostly because he knew that Virus and Mad never worked together before, but they knew what they were helping Cry look for his love, after all these years of lying under darkness.
"Get him before this house burns to smithereens and we're all dead" Virus whispered to Cry, and Mad nodded.

Cry took a deep breath and walked over to the stairs that lead to Pewdiepie's room. When he turned around, Mad and Virus were no longer there, but he could still remember everything they said to him before. Cry managed to climb the stairs, even though every step stabbed his wounds open again, and he was bloody and close to death.
"PEWDIE!" Cry yelled, stumbling across the smoke-filled halls, fire burning every inch of the house. Cry's find was absolutely spinning, trying to find Pewdie's room. It was utterly impossible, to Cry and that's when he felt an open door, with a brofist to replace the doorknob. He found Pewdie's room.

"Felix! Pewdie!" Cry screamed again, as he burst into the room.
Cry stood in front of a Pewdiepie, lying on the ground with his eyes shut, as if he was dead.
Cry rushed over, and collapsed right before reaching Pewds, but crawled over to him.
"Fuck, don't die on my Pewds, don't die." Cry whispered through his teeth, sitting Pewdie up. Cry kept shaking the unconscious gamer over and over again, but nothing seemed to wake him.
"No…" Cry cursed, and yelled, tears streaming down his face. He was too late. Pewdie was gone. All this time he had been rejecting Pewdiepie, he actually loved him too much to share what he really felt. Now all of this was gone. Pewds was gone, Marzia was gone, and so was Ken.
Cry leaned back, sobbing and cursing, until Pewds coughed and woke up. Cry took a second, and tears were falling down his face again, except this time tears of joy.
"C-…" Pewdie whispered
"Cry?"
"Yes Pewdie I'm here oh thank god you're alive…" Cry hugged the man in happiness, muttering every word.
"I love you Pewdie…. I love you."
"I always loved you Cry…. For eternity I will always love you."

The two men embraced in each other's arms slowly fell unconscious while the sirens buzzed and came in.