5k words...I forgot how long the chapters/levels to the bendy games were...cause damn this is long! But you know what time it is...its time to say hello to our darling dancing devil! I do hope you enjoy! and please give me some comments everyone!

Izuku grits her teeth, pulling herself over the brick wall. Shoulder slumping in relief when nothing attack her, "At least for now...Allison made it sound like a lot of things attack you here," Standing up, she notices a note sitting on a stool that stood in the corner, "There are sure a lot of these just lying around here,"

Around here, its just best to stay out of sight.

Don't ever go running into some place if you don't know what's in there! If you attack a problem head on, you're just going to find yourself in trouble and that's just foolish!

You gotta watch, listen and when the time is right, push forward.

- Your Best Pal

"So...the opposite of Bakugou," Izuku whispers to herself, flinching a bit as if waiting for Bakugou to show up somehow and hit her with explosions. Normally, you wouldn't be allowed to use magic until you were eighteen as the magic core wouldn't be mature and settle then, but Signature Magic, or as it is sometimes known as Family Magic, is given a bit of a leeway, as its someone's own unique magic. Bakugou was given more leeway since not only was he the Prince of Musutafu but his Signature Magic was given to him by the combination of his mother and father. Queen Mitsuki allows her to sweat a sort of healing liquid while her husband, King Masaru was able to create explosions by slapping his palms together. Their magic combined to create their son's explosion magic, allowing him to ignite the sweat in the palms in his hands to create explosions. With powerful magic like that, many believe that the young prince will become the next number one Mage in Thython...the next All Might…so it was no problem if he lashed out, especially against the only Magicless kid in class.

Shaking her head, Izuku notices a door that was open, and headed towards it. Looking around carefully, she goes around a corner, and stops, seeing her reflection in the mirror. Taking a step forward, Izuku stares with wide eyes. Horns, twisted to the side of her head, shaped like a ram's horn poked out of her head while dark black ink slowly dripped down the left side of her face. Her blue sweater was now yellow, stained too with ink while her once dark gray skirt was now an inky black as well

Izuku swallows, bringing up her clawed hand and pressing it against the glass of the mirror, her green eyes...they were still the same emerald green, but now they were glowing...just a glowing green, no pupils or anything…

Izuku takes a step back, wrapping her arms around herself, "Oh Gods…" she whispers, but before she could say anything else, she noticed that her teeth were different to. Opening her mouth, her eyes widen at the sight of the fierce sharp fangs that had replaced her normal teeth. She stares at them for a few seconds, before she takes a few steps back, closing her mouth with a snap and looking down with a frown.

"Daddy! Daddy!" a young Izuku, about three years old came running towards an older man with the same curls in his hair, though his hair was a pure white. He chuckles, his red eyes shining in joy at the sight of her as he kneels down, opening his arms wide for her to tackle him, "Daddy! When will I get teeth like you? When will I grow horns like you?" she asked rapidly, grabbing onto his horns with her small grubby hands.

Her father laughs, before he leans down, nuzzling into her face and making her squeal, "When you're a bit older Izuku. Just a few more years and soon you will start growing scales and your teeth will sharpen, I promise you,"

"And horns?!" Izuku grins, swinging her little feet about, and making the man grunt a bit as her feet kick him in the stomach, "And a tail?" she looks over his shoulder, staring at the white scaled tail that swish behind him.

"In time Izuku...in time," he rumbles, blowing hot air into her face, "You will not only be the greatest mage in all of Thyton...but you shall be its fiercest dragon...no," he chuckles, "You will take your place as the Goddess you always been,"

Izuku snaps her head up and shakes it. "Goddess huh?" she scoffs to herself, "Didn't think I was worthy of being that when I was declared Magicless," turning away from the mirror, she turns around the next corner, crouching down underneath a metal beam and walking into the next room that seem to be an office. There was another giant Boris Plushie and once more Izuku had to fight the urge to hug it. There was a desk hidden in the corner, where written in ink on a bulletin board was "Where's The Toyman?" Though Izuku's didn't focus on that, instead she focuses on the audio log that was sitting on the desk

"Yeah so those Gent Corporation Boys are kinda… strange. Every time I come back to work, they put in even more of their pointless gadgets. Like last week they put in some kind of electrical towers over near Animation Alley, and now people are hearing screeches of pain almost every few days...when Abby mention this to old Tom she said he seemed...relived about that and told her to not worry about it. Anyway, this week, they added security codes for opening doors...Geez, what kind of work do they think we do here anyway? Last I checked we make toys and silly cartoons, this aint a vault that is protected by the Shiozaki Family! You know what I mean? Now its my job to look over these shipping invoices and remember a bunch of random numbers? No freaking thank you! I'm just going to record the door code here so I don't forget it. The code is 451. 451 and if Mister Drew or Mister Grey asks… you didn't hear it from me,"

Placing down the audio log made by Dale Little, Izuku looks around and finding a close grate, where a security lock hung on the wall in front of it. Typing in the code, she waited, wincing at how noisy the grate was being as it open, but hurried along through it once it was fully opened. Through the grate, Izuku finds herself at a landing, standing beside a desk before a flight of steps. Grabbing a bag of Tasty Eat Chips and remembering Allison's words about how eating will heal you, she stuffs them in her bag before she headed down the stairs.

She grips the railing in fear though, when the building shook, dust falling from the ceiling. Swallowing anxiously, Izuku hurries down the stairs, stopping at the desk looking at the words that were written in ink on them. "He Sees Everything," grimacing, she opens the drawers, squeaking at the creepy drawn eyes painted in them. Shaking her head, Izuku looks on the desk quickly, looking for anything useful until she spotted another Audio Log. To her surprise, she heard Wilson's voice coming from it, though it wasn't all raspy like it was now.

"Its seems that Archgate Studios, in all it's misplace admiration, was so eager to absorb the life's work of that crooked charlatan Joey Drew they didn't fully realize what they had acquired.

Call it fate that I just happened to be there on the loading dock that morning When the delivery boys dropped one of the crates, it smashed open and there was something truly special. A mass of yellow steel and beautiful rivets. Some kind of machine. No one knew what it was, so the fools put it on display, for all to see. But I could tell that this crude device, brimming with so much magic, held secrets...secrets that could be mine,"

Izuku takes a shaky breath at this, once more her hand going to her throat. She squeezes her eyes tight, before pushing down the memory, pushing herself away from the desk and going over to the brick wall and climbing over it. She was pulled out of her head when she heard a gurgle, and turns her head to see a Piper slamming the door shut, "Oh...great…"

Taking a few minutes looking around, Izuku finds a lever, which when she pulls, opens the door that the Piper had shut. Pushing down her anxiety, Izuku pokes her head in, looking around in case she was going to get jumped on. Seeing no movement, Izuku slowly walked in, but stopped in her tracks when something wonderful hits her nose. Her mouth waters at the wonderful scent, her eyes roaming around the locker room until they landed on a small table, where glowing golden pods grew. A rumble escapes from her throat as she slowly walks towards it, her nose twitching as Izuku slowly reaches her hand out, grasping onto one of the soft pods, pulling it free.

Izuku couldn't help but shiver as she felt warmth push away the cold that she hadn't realize she felt since she pull herself free from the ink. She pulls it closer to her, whining a bit as she takes a bite out of it, spilling the golden ink over her front, dribbling down her shirt. Her eyes dilated as they widen, and soon Izuku couldn't stop herself from scarfing the pod down with slurps, even going to lick her fingers to get all of the golden ink down her throat.

And then, all Izuku could see was gold as it overtook her vision, and then she felt pain in her arms and spine. Almost falling over, Izuku quickly grabs the desk to hold herself, gritting her teeth, her claws scrapping against the wood as small spikes emerged from her elbows...hearing a ripping sound coming from behind her, Izuku turns her head and sees to her shock some black spines coming along her back, which began to clap together, pulling a squeak out of Izuku.

Wiping her mouth, Izuku steps away from the now drained pods. Swallowing down her fear, she turns away, "Not time...to unpack all of that," she whispers before she begins to rummages through the lockers. Finding a pair of keys, Izuku turns her head to the door that was blocked by a cart filled with junk. After a few minutes of pushing it out of the way, Izuku pushes the key into the bolt lock, sighing in relief as it unlocks.

The next few moments, Izuku walks in silent, trying to keep focus and out of her head. She rubs against one of the spikes that grew out of her elbow, before she placed a hand on the next gated door. But then, a spider...no an Edgar jumps down from the ceiling. Izuku screams jumping back as Edgar shakes the bar, bringing his gloved hand towards her, trying to grab her before he leaps off, crawling somewhere else, Izuku didn't know.

Shoulders shaking, Izuku pushes open the gate, looking around nervously. Taking another deep breath, Izuku blinks as she finds herself in some sort of cafeteria, "This must be where they came to eat in the studio," she mutters to herself before looking at the signs, one saying that Animation Alley was to the left of her, "Doubt there is an exit here...maybe there is one in Animation Alley...or at least something there which can lead me to the higher levels."

Heading towards the left, Izuku finds what looks like to be a movie theater entrance, though the sign above said that it was in fact the Animation Alley entrance. The only problem was, the door. It was big, and made of metal, and no matter how hard she pushed and pull, Izuku couldn't even open, let alone make it budge. Looking over it, she frowns when she saw no key hole or anything that could unlock it. Though what she did found was another Audio Log created by her boss.

I'm ready for something different in my career. I've built steel companies from the ground up, dabble in petroleum, even got onto the Mage Council once. 'That Nathan Arch' they use to say, 'He's got the magic touch!' ...and I mean sure, the Arch Family Magic, Beginner's Luck help me a lot, but it was all hard work, taking advice and listening from other people….sigh I wish my son would learn this..but I will say he had some good ideas when I told him that I was hungry for a bit of fun, to do something that both the masses and I can enjoy. He suggested movies, open a studio! Now I love a good film, as much as anyone, but the magic of animation, now there's something special! My old friend Joey knew the thrills of bringing characters to life, rest his soul. Maybe with a bit of elbow grease, and a small cash investment, I can resurrect the past."

Izuku was silent for a bit, "I didn't know he had a son," she mumbles to herself, but her snaps head up when the screeching of a speaker rang in her ears.

"I know your out there," Izuku stands up at hearing Allison's voice, "Please answer me," looking around quickly, Izuku finds a sort of speaker that was attached to the wall and slowly walked over to it.

"Hello?" Izuku calls out, grabbing onto the rim of the speaker.

"Izuku?" Allison's voice was filled with relief at hearing her, "Oh I'm so glad you're alright,"

Izuku couldn't stop the bit of laughter escaping from her, "Allison...I think you and I have very different definitions of 'alright'," she swallows, a frown forming on her face while her shoulders trembles, "There was this golden pod earlier...and I...I just couldn't stop myself...it was like I had no control over myself...I...I couldn't stop myself from ripping it apart and eating it," she then looks around a bit, more importantly looking up at the ceiling, "And there...an Edgar...crawling along the ceiling...I still think he is here," at that, some dust fell from the ceiling, and Izuku swore she heard some sort of chirp from the darkness.

Izuku turns to the speaker, Allison not speaking for a bit and making Izuku think she was no longer there, "I'm sorry Izuku," the angel's voice speaks from the speaker after a bit, "I should have...you remember what I said about how eating food such as bacon soup and chips can heal us? Those pods are way better, you can be on the brink of falling back into the Dark Puddles," and Izuku shivers at that, hand going to grip the collar of her sweater, eyes widen...she...she could go back? Sink back into the ink...she shivers in fear at this, "But taking even one bite out of those pods can heal you instantly...the only problem is...that it speeds up the process of your transformation,"

"Clearly," Izuku mumbles, more to herself than Allison. Staring at the spikes that protrude from her elbows, to the spine..flaps? She thinks, she didn't really know what they were, but from the few memories of her father she knew he had them too.

"And the Edgar," Allison's voice pulls Izuku out of her head, "Is called a Striker...I'm not surprise that he's hiding in the ceiling, they usually do that...anyway, where are you?"

"In the Animation Department entrance...Animation Alley, but its locked up tight. The door to it won't even budge at all,"

"Good, that means your heading. But if its lock...there should be a switch in the musical department… in Sammy's old office.." after Allison said that, the ceiling shook, more dust falling from it.

"Yeah...I'll get to that…"

"Though it was so much easy to say than to actually do it," Izuku thought as her heart beats rapidly against her chest, watching as the figure slowly limped around the room, muttering about how he was going to rip off the face of anyone he sees next. Which...no, Izuku rather keep her face where it is, no matter how much people say it looks plain. Izuku had been able to find the music department room, the problem was that the door too was lock...but mostly because the power had been turned off...trying to find where and a way to turn the power back on when a door had slammed open, the figure stomping out of it yelling out his threats.

The figure was similar to a human, but deform...skeletal...and slimy, he looked to be composed completely out of ink, his skin almost looking like black tar...his eyes though, were almost like Izuku's but instead of green they glowed a yellow and orange color. He also appears to be drooling slime from his mouth constantly.

She slowly step over to the door that he came out of, the one place Izuku hadn't explored yet. Unfortunately at that moment, Striker leaps down, smacking against her back and forcing her to fall onto her belly with a cry. That had pulled the ink person's attention towards her and with a shout filled with anger and malice, he charges towards her. Izuku scrambles to her feet and runs through the door, him and the Striker following after her.

Fear gripping at her throat, she quickly ducks down, praying to any God that would listen (not that she knew any...Aldera find it convenient to make sure she was never around on any lessons of the Gods, always finding any excuse to kick her out of the classroom. Their reasoning was that because she was Magicless that means she wasn't bless by them...or rather she was curse...so they didn't want to bring the wrath by having the Magicless child hearing their names...calling her ears unworthy)

She ducks under a hole that was in the side of the wall, something having torn apart the brick structure. Luckily, to Izuku relief, neither Striker or ink being followed her. Giving Izuku time to catch her breath, grimacing as she rubs her back from where the Striker had hit her.

Walking towards the end of the hallway, Izuku finds the fusebox, frowning when she saw that the power had been shut off in the Music Department because it was missing a fuse. Which now meant she had to find one to open the Music Department door. "Let's see if I can find one… when did my life became a video game?"

After sneaking away from the ink man, Izuku finds her way back to the Devil's Lounge, the cafeteria of the studio. Before she could get any further though, she had to quickly duck down just as another ink man emerged from the back door that lead to the kitchens, "Who's out there?! Kitchen's close!" Izuku grimaces as he slams a fist into the counter, swallowing as she stays crouched down, her eyes watching him warily. She quickly hides behind the barrels that made up the tables, holding back the trembles each time he got to close. When he started messing with the radio, she hurried over to the door, quickly standing and quickly getting to the backroom. She couldn't help but frown though, at the sight of the fuse being stuck in the birthday cake.

"Well...Happy Birthday to me?" she mutters, pulling it out. Izuku turns to head back to the lounge, when her heart stopped, hearing the ink man's voice coming closer. Looking around rapidly, Izuku's eyes landed on a crate, and with panic clouding her mind, she quickly crawls inside. Once she was sat in it, she began to curse herself.

"There is no way he isn't going to see me!" Izuku thought her whole body trembling as the man enters the kitchen, his orange glowing eyes…staring straight at her… she tenses waiting for him to yell like the other did….

But he did nothing...no raging shout...he just...walked right pass her. Blinking, mouth dropped open, Izuku just stares blandly, not fully believing it.

"You gotta be kidding me,"

After many...many missed calls, Izuku was finally able to not only put the fuse back into the fuse box but was able to sneak her way to the Music Department store. Jumping back a bit from the fallen board, Izuku looks in wonder at the He Will Set Us Free that was written on the walls, before she turns her head towards the audio log that sat beside some burning candles.

"He appears from the shadows to rain his sweet blessing on me. The figure in ink that shines in the darkness. I see you, my savior. I pray you hear me.

Those old songs, I still sing them. For I know that you are coming to save me. And I will be swept into your final loving embrace.

But loves requires a sacrifice. Can I get an amen?"

"Ok...getting a bit creepy here," Izuku mutters to herself, shivering, Walking pass coffins, and trudging through a hallway flooded in ink, Izuku finds herself walking over some wooden planks that looked to have gotten ax off the door. She frowns at all the ink stains on the floor, and a larger one that was more a trail, as if someone had been dragged out of the room. Finding an audio log on a shelf, Izuku grabs a hold of it.

"So first, Joey installs this Ink Machine over our heads. Then it begins to leak. Three times a month, just yesterday I scared the new gofer out of his mind when I tackled him when I was covered head to toe in ink after one of the pipes burst on me. We're playing wit fire, no question about that.

Joey's solution was for Gent to put more heavy pipes over our heads and then open the place up for tours to the General public. Listening, Joey's is a brilliant man, has great ideas but are we really thinking this through. Now not only is my department is constantly flooded, we almost lost a whole wall when a valve blew out. The stupid tour group applauded thinking it was a part of the show. I know Joey is looking to drum up some cash lately but this...this is just a mess.

One good accident and there's going to be a landslide of trouble,"

Frowning at this, Izuku walks down the hall, finding Sammy's office door open, and the power switch being on. Grinning she pulls, the lever, "There...should do it," she grins but then turns her head at the sound of some sparks. Turning her head, Izuku frowns at what looked to be a signal tower, sparking with colorful lights, "What in the…." as she steps closer, Izuku couldn't help but grimace in pain, a terrible screech ringing in her ears, before she growls, lips curling in pain and anger as rainbow bolt of lightning tries to shock her...but instead of pain...she felt...full...so full...bloated even as her body absorbed the energy coming off the signal tower.

A whine echos in the room, before with a crackle, the signal tower died down, turning dark while Izuku trembles as the pain slowly faded. She could feel her muscles slowly relax, a tension leaving her. "What is this thing...and how did I…" before she could think anymore of it, three yells of rage filled the room and Izuku's head snaps to the doorway for her to see three ink beings charging at her.

Screeching, Izuku backs away, her back hitting the corner of the office before she was hit in the face. Cheek throbbing in pain, Izuku curls into a ball, their fists slamming into her head, to the sides of her stomach, all of them screaming at her, most of the words she couldn't understand. Ink was beginning to cloud her sight...Izuku could hardly see...she could hear her heartbeat ringing in her ears...a sob escaping from her throat...and then...dark ink shadows emerged from the body of her hooves, the three beings gasp in fear...before they began to scream in not rage, but pain.

Izuku looks up, eyes filled with tears, to see the three beings were...dissolving. Wailing and struggling to get away from the shadows as their bodies turned back into inky puddles. Izuku stares, slowly pushing herself up, hand covering her mouth...just standing there…before she quickly ran out of the office. Trying to push what happen out of her mind.

He pushes the train, over and over again, boredom overpowering the rage he felt. There was so much one can think on how they plan to rip a person apart before even the rage died out. And even though he thinks it was humiliating that he, the dreaded Ink Demon, was playing with a toy train...it was better than being locked up in the Gent building. His small body couldn't help but shiver thinking of the hours of pain he went through, the hours and hours of mocking and torment Wilson and his Keepers put him through.

He was brought out of his mind, when the wires that came from the Signal Tower in this area...died...his head snapping up, his pie cut eyes staring as he felt, for the first time since he escaped from Gent, he felt his powers...and the power to shift into his true form.

He grins, about to do so when he heard a soft gasp and turns his head to see a woman pushing the gate open. He couldn't help at first to feel the spark of rage that burn in him, one look at this woman, and he knew that she held the missing half of his powers. The power that the Liar took from him...the reason why Wilson was able to take over so easily! But he pushes the rage down, when he saw her eyes.

It...it was confusing to him, seeing no rage...no anger or disgust aim at him. Even in this tiny form of his, the people of the studio fear him...though they had no problems in attacking him, now that he was weak. But instead...her green eyes looked at him in awe and wonder, as she kneels down. She looked to be young, about the same age as the boy who turned into the first Boris all those years ago. Her heart shaped face was frame by a short mess of fluffy black hair, dripping with ink like many in the Cycle, but he could see bits of green. "Must be new in the studio...a few loops and that color will drain away," he thought to himself...but he didn't like the thought of that. The green on her...look good on her, right...it was a very pretty green. He could see that she had horns like him, poking through the hair, those her were shaped like ram horns, while ink dripped down her face, almost covering her eye like his does in his true form. Her eyes were like the Lost Ones, though a burning green fire. Ink covered her legs and, starting at her knees and going all the way down to her feet forming hooves...his hooves, though there were fluff around the back of her legs, and he could see patches of green scales, poking out of the ink…

A part of him couldn't believe what he was seeing… the Machine gave someone his powers...it had never been done before...there had been many Boris...and two Alice...but there had only been one Bendy… him, "You're...you're real," she whispers as a smile of amazement grew on her face that made him step back, "Its ok," she frowns, "I'm not going to hurt you,"

That made him want to snort...everyone hurts him. Ever since he was born he has felt pain, hatred, rage, disgust...he blinks as she holds out her hand to him. Frowning, he takes it into his own gloved hand, and she gave him a gentle squeeze...he couldn't help but stare at it...this girl...this woman had his powers...and was kind to him… he couldn't help but grin. She was...perfect...he could tell that she was kind hearted...no way would she survive the Studio...at least not on her own...and...as he looks at her more...he couldn't help but think...she was beautiful.

"Wait! Bendy!" she cries out as he pulls away, turning on his heel and ran, hiding in the shadows of the hallway. She never noticed him as she walked by, looking around her...looking for him, calling out to him with concern for him. He could feel his body shift, growing larger, the clothes he wore sinking into his inky body as ink dripped down onto his face. His gloved hands ripping into shreds as claws formed.

"Oh, my darling~ You have nothing to fear, now that I have free will to my strength once more...now that I have found you. Nothing shall harm you...never again...my precious gift...my blessed one,"

Izuku sighs as opens the grate, "My life has definitely turned into a video game," she pointed out to herself. After looking for Bendy after he ran off, and failing to find him, she found a locked door, being guarded by one of those ink beings. He wouldn't let her pass until he found his pictures, all five of them. "All I wanted...was to get to the elevators...but noooo," she drawls out in annoyance, "there has to be a giant big hole in front of them!" she grumbles as she crawls out of the vent, rubbing her back in pain, "These vents are not going to do anything for my posture,"

Going over to the chained gate, she brings her claws down, easily slashing them apart. The lights suddenly turning off when she did that, made Izuku jump, her eyes widening. But she pushes the gate open, watching as the door in front of her slammed closed.

"The Dark Puddles awaken," Izuku stood still as the voice...it was so loud...but was it said out loud...or in her head? She swore she could hear the sound of a heartbeat...slow...pulsing. Swallowing as she shivers, Izuku slowly sped walk towards the end of the hallway as the door opened at the end of the rumble.

Finding another chained lock door, Izuku breaks it, and once more the voice speaks to her, "A voice...a soul. The Ink speaks to me," Izuku takes a deep breath as fear grips at her heart, hooves clopping with each step. She took, almost tripping onto her face when she saw a very tall shadow at the end of the hall, walking by the light. Izuku watches it carefully, watching in case the owner of the shadow charges at her. When it walked away, Izuku gulps, but ducks underneath a metal beam, going deeper, even though she wanted to run...to flee.

"It whispers your secrets...it whispers your purpose here," Izuku shivers, feeling her heartbeat deeplu in her chest as she crawls through another vent, "My Little Gift...my Darling! Tell me your sweet name, that I may devour it~"

Izuku felt her breath hitch, the air leaving her lungs as she places her hand on the wall, keeping herself steady as the whole building seem to shake alongside the voice. The lights flicker on and off, making her barely see some cardboard boxes falling over. Turning her head around warily, she pushes herself off the wall and ran all the way down the hall to a large metal door that was sealed shut.

Taking a deep breath, she grips onto the lever, looking back towards the open doorway to see nothing, before she tries to pull the lever down. Izuku couldn't help but grimace at the loud screech the lever made and the fact that it didn't move at all, "Out of all the things that can be rusted," she whispers to herself, before she turns back to the doorway.

Her insides froze at the sight of the horned figure that stood at the end, growling at her as he took a step forward. The squeak that escaped from Izuku was barely audible, as she grips the lever with both hands, wiggling it to try and pull it down even more. Whining in fear as the lever still wouldn't budge she turns her head to see the figure even closer, his growls even more loud. He was covered in ink, his eyes weren't visible...but his mouth was….and he was smiling.

"He likes to smile and attacks anything in sight," Allison's voice rang in her head, and Izuku's eyes widen even more as she struggles to pull down the lever. Finally with a great heave, she pushes it down, running into the next room just as the door opens. Spinning on her heels, she grabs the edge of the door and screams, seeing the figure so close, reaching towards her with a clawed hand, his teeth...his big, yellow teeth open, showing the black abyss of his mouth, a growl rumbling from his chest. With all her strength, Izuku pushes the door close, right onto the demon's hand.

With a screech of pain, almost a roar as it slams on his arm, Izuku growls pushing the door more until he had no choice but to slide it back, allowing Izuku to slam the door shut with a loud bang. Chest heaving, Izuku pants, arms trembling as she keeps her hands pressed against the metal of the door.

A growl sounded from behind the door, a bang against it making Izuku squeak as she backs away. Izuku couldn't help but wrap her arms around herself, gulping down her fear.

"Well...I guess I found the Ink Demon...or more like...he found me," Izuku whispers, shoulders haunch as terror fills her.

And he was hunting her.

So yeah, in this version Izuku does not have the gent pipe, I don't see any reason for it...so to cut chain locks, Izuku uses her Bendy claw hand! And as you can see the golden pods make a comeback... no tail just yet but its coming!

I do hope you found Izuku's reaction in hiding in the crate funny...it happen to me on that level, didn't realize the guy was coming back and I thought for sure he was going to see me but he...didn't react...like I know the barrel helps but those small wooden crates? How?! He looked right at me!

Also yes, Izuku has a weird reaction to the Gent Signal Towers...she absorbed the rainbow energy...what will it do? who knows...just know that it has nothing to do with the inky powers of the studio...in fact all the ink is doing is awakening the gift she should have had.

Anyway...I hope you all enjoy! Please leave a comment!