You Killed Him Wilford And Dark

You killed him Wilford and dark

Wilford didn't mean for it to such a surprise, this is what he'd wanted right? This is what it had all led up too?Yeah, right.

The scene before Wilford was gory. The room painted in red. A single limp body carelessly tossed in the corner. Wilford is numb, unwilling to try and feel anything.

"You killed him."

Dark finally turns to face him, His suit torn up, hair disheveled, and smile plastered on his face. It wasn't one of the collected calm smiles Dark gave in order to get into someones' mind and twist them up, this smile was murderous. There was laughter. Darkipier was laughing. It wasn't even a small chuckle. It was a full belly laugh, Dark grabbed the nearby wall to support himself as he cackled.

"You killed him. You finally did it."

The unhinged demon didn't attempt to look at Wil.

"It's Finally done! Wil! We- We"

Darks ringing began to screech in Wilfords ears.

"We did it! He finally got what he deserved!"

Dark stumbled over to Wilford, taking his hands, his laughter quieting down, but that spark of insanity refusing to leave his eyes.

"I killed Markiplier."

"But what do we do now?"

Dark paused, he hadn't thought about that. Their revenge was complete.

What was there left to do?

"Dark? What are you gonna do now?"

The gears in Darks head turned fast, trying to think. He had never thought about his future this far. He’d never thought what could happen after their revenge.

"W... What else is there?"

Dark let go of Wilford, staggering back, eyes never leaving Wilford's own. What is there? What is there left to do? What does he do now?

"I don't know. I truly don't know."

It is then Dark realizes his mistake, the one thing he has never thought of.

"I based my entire existence around that bastard, I wanted him out of my life so much I made it impossible to live without him."

"What have I done?"

Google... why? Why would you need to deactivate them?

“I did it because they were weak, they didn’t have what it took to survive, so, in order to protect them save myself from their pleas, I simply cut it all short. Its better this way. And beside,”

Googles form lags and his voice comes out distorted and wrong. 

“They were standing in the way, and the last thing I need, is someone trying to hold me back.”

He finishes his rant with a smirk and small laugh, his right arm and neck lock up and for a second he looks in pain, before suddenly jerking to the left, he hunches over. Before snapping back your way. “Believe me when I say you will not be hearing them anytime soon.”

Google, what on earth did you do with everyone? Where are your brothers in all this?

Google smoothed his hair down, but even then it’s still a knotted, disheveled mess. He tenses up at the latter part of the question, his fingers tear at his hair and his eye grow cold, dead. No anger or even boredom. Nothing.You hear the creak and hum of his machinery and fans. It’s quiet, before he snaps. Because despite everything and any attachment he had, there was anger in Googles core, it darkened it. And as much as he might’ve cared, family means nothing when your survival is on the table. Bu̸t͞ it dįd̵ t͟o̷ hi҉m.He glitches to the left, in the Blink of an eye, he’s doubled over, laughing. He’s standing still again, back straight and shoulders squared. The smile gone from his face, but there’s an edge to his voice that speaks of murderous glee. “All the egos are locked up for tonight, and as for the ‘failed projects’.”Googles eyes and G flicker, threatening to go out forever, but then stabilize. Google breathes, almost as if it was painful, and then turns back to you with a smile and madness in his eyes.“I deactivated them.”

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@authorsathenaeum Here’s some scary, shady, (foreshadowy) chaos bois! :D