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BOOM!
Another round of thunder and lightning hit the entirety of Inkwell. Everyone was trapped inside from the bad weather. It was said by the weatherman that an unexpected amount of rain was to be expected.
The Kettle Cottage had a noticeable lack of pep looming over them as Goat entered into the house, soaking wet to shake off the rain.
The flowers swooned sadly to the beat of the bluesy jazz played on the radio.
Inside, Elder Kettle was not feeling his best as the melancholic tone was contagious. He slowly flipped his flapjacks and served the two plates to the boys. However, he noticed one of them wasn't present.
“Cuphead! Breakfast is ready!” he shouted but there was no response. “Cuphead?”
He noticed how ever since the fire, Cuphead was acting unusual by not going out and the. While, it was nice to have some peace and quiet from all the fighting and bickering, but learning that his boy wasn’t feeling his best was not worth it.
“Mugman, have you noticed Cuphead hasn’t been his usual careless and reckless self?”
The mug nodded sadly, “Yeah I have.”
“Why don't you try and talk to him?”
“I'll try.”
Mugman grabbed a plate of breakfast and headed up to his room. He saw the room was messier than usual with their toys, clothes and belongings scattered around the floor.
He turned to the side of the room where their bunk bed cupboard stood. On the bottom was a scrunched up body, quietly sniffling.
“Hey Cuphead. I got ya breakfast for ya.”
His brother’s nose twitched by a sudden odor and gagged, “What is that awful smell?”
“Dinner from last night.”
He went down below the bed to see multiple plates of barely touched food. This ultimately made him throw his breakfast down with a clatter.
“Okay, this has gone on long enough. When are you gonna come down? You've been stuck here for three days.”
“Until I get an answer! Is Bendy coming back?”
He shook the ball and looked through the hole and showed an answer: KEEP ON DREAMING, KID!
Cuphead then groaned loudly.
Mugman asked,“Is it that magic 8 Ball from the arcade?”
“It keeps giving me answers and I need it to say yes.”
Cuphead then screeched at the ball while shaking it, “SAY YES! I'M BEGGING YA! SAY YES!”
Mugman had no choice but grab his brother and smack him in the face. “Would you get a hold of yourself!”
Cuphead sighed sadly while rubbing his face.
“Sorry, Mugsy. I just don't get why he’d come at me like that? He said that we should have never been soulmates.”
“I'm sure Bendy didn't mean any of that stuff. You know how secretive he gets and how he's not always very open with his feelings.”
Mugman looked at the desk to find the other prize: the bag of marbles.
“Hey, you still have Chalice’s marbles?”
"I was gonna give them to her at the theater but she wasn't there.”
Mugman scratched his chin, remembering the events, "Actually, come to think of it, that was kind of odd that she wasn't there like she said.”
He then had an unsettling thought of her disappearance as she hadn't done that since she started hanging out with them, “You don't think that maybe she…no, no it's nothing. Probably hiding from the cops as usual. Classic Chalice.”
Lately, Mugman noticed how he had not been stressing out as much as he used to and thought rationally. Maybe that fortune he got was true.
“Well, I can't take it no more! No phone call, no letter, no unexpected drop in. I got to get to Bendy and get to the bottom of this.”
His brother then grabbed him by his handle to stop him from exiting through the door.
“Is your head empty?! You are not going down to the Underworld! The Devil would kill you and might even take your soul!”
Mugman stood firm, “You need to just move on from this, Cuphead. You can't just stay up here forever.”
“Watch me,” Cuphead huffed while folding his arms with a stuffed upper lip to keep from crying but it was unaffected.
“THEN FINE! BE THAT WAY!” Mugman then slammed the door which didn't fully close. He had no idea how to help his brother get over this heartache. He felt his eyes burning with tears.
The goat trotted in the bedroom, sensing the mood of the cup. He placed his head beneath Cuphead’s arm and bleated sadly as if he knew his heart was aching. He then saw the young cup’s face streamed down which had Goat lick his his face and wipe away his tears. Cuphead reached for Goat to pat and rub his head.
What did Mugsy know? He wasn't there when they fought. Who was he to tell him what he thought was best?
He then said through a pillow whispering, Bendy, I just want to know why you don’t wanna be around me. I don’t feel safe without you. I just want you to come back, please.
Elder Kettle overheard the muffled shouting from upstairs and the door slamming. He sat in his favorite chair while turning off the radio, replacing the music with the hard rain hammering onto the house. If only he knew what to do to help Cuphead get over such a low blow.
Several feet down below, as the fire spread across for miles, there was a certain sense of sanguine as the screaming of tortured sinners was replaced with a fast pace jazz song.
And the one who couldn’t resist the beat was none other than Chalice. She skipped, spun and tapped along to the rhythm.
Out from the right side was Bendy, also tapping along but his legs twisted into a pretzel! Chalice giggled a little as the demon tried to break free which had him spin around like a twister.
They then transition into a synchronized tap dance.
Then from the left, tapping their way towards the kids was the Devil! The two were impressed and copied him with every tap, skip and spin.
The trio made their way towards the staircase; the Devil picked Bendy up in the air and onto a lower step, but he offered Chalice, being a young lady, a chivalrous hand out to which she accepted and stepped down with a curtsy.
As the music was near finishing, the chalice and two demons made their way down the stairs jumping to the bottom while in a final stance. “Yeah!”
The audience only consisted of Henchman clapping and whistling, “Bravo! Encore! Wow! What a show!”
They responded by laughing as the Devil wiped his brow before proudly standing up in front of the Chalice. “Alright I'll eat crow, you ain’t too shabby for an old man. Although, you might wanna take some notes. You might learn a thing or two from me.”
It was known how the Devil had quite the inflated ego, which Chalice could toy with, “From you? Ha! Listen, honey, everybody knows that I am the greatest dancer of ALL time. Isn't that right, son? Son?”
Bendy was behind them sprawled on the floor, out of breath from the numerous dances he performed.
He melted into a pool while giving a thumbs up, the Devil smiled assuringly.
Chalice added on, “Well, I don’t know, it’s pretty close.”
“Hahaha! Ridiculous. Now that that’s over, where was I?”
Chalice knew that he was about to change the subject, “Uh…actually. This is kinda embarrassing but, you fellas don’t happen to have a ladies room, do ya?”
Bendy stood up then sped to Chalice's side to lead her towards the hallway, smiling widely, “YES!”
He then lowered his voice when the two demons jumped from his explosive response,“I mean, yeah, sure we do. Why don’t I lead you there myself? Since I know my way around here and it can get pretty easy to get lost in.”
The Devil then grabbed his son’s tail and brought them close to each other, “Ah-ah-ah! Bendy. A word?”
Chalice and Bendy's brow began to sweat, hoping he wasn't sniffing them out. He then crouched to his height and whispered, “Keep a close eye on her,” before winking.
Bendy winked affirming he got the message. “No problemo.”
The two kids tensed up while strolling along until they got to a corner where they bolted down with Bendy leading the way back into the Throne Room where they stood the stagnant elevator. They ran inside without turning around and caught their breath. “I think no one saw us,” Bendy panted.
Chalice then asked,“How long before my debt is cleared anyway? I'm runnin’ out of juice here!”
Bendy informed her about the debt policy and how she can get off scott free if the deadline passed and the Devil will have no choice but to let her go.
He and Chalice managed to distract him for THREE WHOLE DAYS by sharing their interests in hobbies, music and dancing, especially.
For Chalice, being able to charm someone for this long was a record! She couldn't help but be thankful that she had a chance to breathe.
Bendy looked at his watch and saw that it was 1:37 PM. “We got 5 minutes before the deadline.”
Chalice regained her posture,“Okay, here's the plan. You buy me some time so I can warn the guys about my debt.”
“Way ahead of ya, Twinkle Toes. I don't need to,” Bendy smiled as he tensed up his body.
Chalice raised an eyebrow before she narrowed her eyes and raised her lips up as Bendy was morphing.
His tail shrunk; his black loafers turned into yellow high heels; his yellow gloves turned white and silky. His bowtie vanished and was replaced with a black long sleeved collared shirt with a teal colored skirt.
Finally his skin and fur turned into the shape of a gold goblet with fluttering white eyes and bright yellow skin with a small beauty mark on his cheek.
Bendy turned himself into an exact clone of Chalice!
She gasped, “Is that how I really look?”
“Nothin’ this…” Bendy then cleared his throat before speaking in a familiar perky voice, “Nothin’ this Chalice can't handle.”
“Okay, I know I don't sound like that,” Chalice jeered at Bendy’s impression.
“Give me a break will ya?”
The Devil then sang out which echoed through the room, “Oh, Miss Chalice…”
“Just freshening up, be right there in two shakes!” Bendy rang back in a better voice, replicating Chalice’s chipper tone before exiting the elevator and racing back in his disguise.
“Better. Thanks, Bendy, I really owe you for this.”
Bendy then placed a hand on her forearm once she said she owed him.
“Actually…There is something I need you to do for me. It's important. I need you to tell Cuphead that I'm sorry.”
“For?” she raised an eyebrow. What did he do to him, she wondered.
“There’s no time! He'll get it!” Bendy panicked.
The real Chalice nodded, then pushed the button to send her up to the surface as part of her plan.
Meanwhile, what they didn't know was that a certain dice man eavesdropped on the conversation and spotted a chalice running out but not Bendy.
He then waited for the arrival of the elevator back down to follow whoever was sent to the surface.
The fake Chalice then screeched back to the room where the Devil stood patiently.
“Hey, Da…uh, Devil! I’m back! What’s up?”
“Oh, there you are. Where's Bendy?”
“ Oh he realized that he had to powder his nose too.”
“Ah I see. Well, I just wanted to tell you that while you were gone, I just remembered something: That favor you owe me. I need you to betray your TWO BEST FRIENDS!” He snarled. Bendy can sense the heat surrounding him.
“Y-yeah, sure thing…” the fake Chalice stuttered before making their way to the phonograph, skipping to the 6th track. “...Right after this next song!”
As the old saying goes: Music can tame the savage beast.
The Devil’s whole mood changed like a switch of a light as he began clapping and jumping around, recognizing another of his favorite tunes. “Oooh!!! Well maybe just one more, I can’t resist this one!”
He didn't want to admit it in front of Chalice, but he wished his son was there to show her off.
Then, fake Chalice scooted to the Devil’s side ready to dance along, “A one, two, three, four!”
“Five, six, seven, eight…”
SCREEEEEEEEEEEECH!
“Uuuuuhm, excuse me,” The Devil and fake Chalice violently halted by the scratching record. The source was the mood killer, Stickler with his finger pointing in the air.
“Crap,” the Devil and fake Chalice whispered in unison.
“Productivity has been declining for weeks. Too much singing, too much dancing…”
The Devil responded, waving his hand back at his auditor, scoffing, “Ugh! What do you know, Stickler? We’re having fun.”
“Can’t you see? She’s been purposely distracting you from your responsibilities.”
“What?! No…”
“No way! That’s a lie!” the chalice barked back as the Devil looked at her questionably. “We were just discussing it while the music was playing.”
“Yes, exactly. We were just handling business as I usually do,” the Devil lied, still charmed by the chalice.
“Oh, Big D! Oh, there you are,” Dice entered the room, hiding something behind his back.
“Ugh, not now, Dice,” the Devil facepalmed, not ready for another problem. “I’m very busy with a client.”
“Client? It’s funny ya mentioned it. Look who I ended up running into,” Dice then revealed from behind was a person connected to a long rope being pulled by him, who was tied up and gagged with a washcloth, shouting through it. It was…Chalice?!
There were two Chalice’s in the room that blew the three demons’ minds! Even Sticker who wiped his glasses!
Henchman gasped while rubbing his eyes, “There’s two of them?! I didn’t know she had a twin!”
Stickler replied, “Doubtful.”
Beasty then echoed into Bendy’s mind, “They know…”
The Devil gasped in horror, while staring at the two dopplegangers wondering how this was possible.
But then his eyes turned to the one behind him and stared at them with flaming daggers as he grabbed his pitchfork, poking it to see if it were sharp enough.
“Well, let’s play a game, shall we? It’s called ‘Guess who’s Chalice?’ Remind me both of you, what happened to you just before we made our deal?”
“I got hit by a streetcar,” the two Chalices remarked.
“Correct. And if we hadn’t made our deal, what state would you feel you’d be in right now? Hmm?”
The Devil pointed the pitchfork at the fake Chalice who stood as still as a board, sweating bullets sensing the heat from the weapon. “You dare to think you can charm your way out of your debt like this is all a game to you?!"
“Well, think again, madame. I am NOT to be played with.”
Bendy closed his eyes awaiting the pain. He didn’t think this would end up like this: his own father was ready to shoot him, unaware of who he was.
But, he knew it was either him or her.
“OW!” King Dice felt a kick to his thigh which made him let go of the real Chalice, who broke from the ropes and took the cloth off her mouth.
“NO!” she cried, shielding Bendy who morphed back to himself and catching his breath.
The Devil pointed out victoriously as voice lowered into a demonic snarl, “HA! I KNEW IT!”
“Called it…” Beasty jeered.
His father locked eyes and looked over Bendy, focused on him, “You little pest! I raised you better than that. Meddling with my debtors?! Do you know how serious of a crime this is?!”
The demon shrunk down, shielding himself as he got closer to him,“I…I'm sorry!”
The Devil snarled while his fist hardened, “I'll make an example out of you!”
Chalice interrupted angrily, “It’s not Bendy’s idea! It was mine! It’s just not fair that I have to betray my only friends!”
“FAIR?! I’ve been the one who’s played FAIR! I offered you a deal and you accepted. I’ve done my end of the deal and you do yours!”
He then started spinning his pitchfork slowly, focused on the sharp ends of it with malicious intent. “You do know what happens to those who break my deal, don’t you?”
Chalice stood in silence, trying to be strong.
“Son, why don’t you tell her?”
Bendy knew of these rare moments and couldn’t bear to break the reveal to her. His brow was sweating with defeated eyes, which gave Chalice the implications that her punishment was not pretty.
“Nothing? Well, let’s ALL have a look at that, shall we?”
“No, boss, don't. He ain't ready,” Henchman remarked while Dice and Stickler stopped him as the Devil ignored his warning.
The pitchfork vibrated and gave out the rumbles of thunder before a large form of black smoke emerged from it while taking the form of a skull with a fiery mouth. It then made its way slowly to the frozen Chalice to consume her and blind her from the smoke that snaked around her.
AAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!
Bendy waved the smoke away from her. The two stayed silent for a second, wondering what spell he placed on her.
The young demon gasped when he saw a crack on the top of her head.
Chalice saw it too but it seemed to increase in size slightly. She then heard a shatter and saw that her side handle broke off of the side of her head. She was in sheer panic and wanted to scream by couldn’t as her lungs shrunk, having her gasp for air.
Bendy backed away as the meat of her body was sucked out of her until she was nothing but skin and bone. Her complexion changed as well as her golden hue turned into a pale, sickly green as her body was deteriorating as it should’ve all that time ago.
She turned to Bendy with her once fluttery eyes now sunken into her skull with her cheekbones and jaw more prominent.
“He-He-Hel…Hel-l-l-p…,” Chalice gasped as she felt her legs give out. She reached for Bendy’s forearms for support but she saw her bony hands turn to dust. The young demon did not know what to do as he stood speechless.
Meanwhile, Henchman winced and groaned, “This is unnecessarily graphic.” Stickler, on the other hand, showed no remorse and only a stoic stare.
Dice shuddered at the sight as well and shut his eyes tightly.
The chalice gave out one final scream which echoed in Bendy’s mind as he saw her skin melt off to be exposed as nothing but a lifeless pile of bones and ashes.
“NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” Bendy shouted.
Chalice was dead!
The Devil walked up to the pile without an ounce of remorse as he looked down at the pitiful pile. It brought to mind an old quote from Hamlet as he picked up her hollow skull and out of poor taste he recited: “Alas, poor Chalice. I knew her well,” before throwing it back carelessly into the ashes.
Bendy who witnessed his friend disintegrate, fell to ground, breathing heavily as he felt tears form in his eyes, but he furrowed his brow to fight them off.
He felt his body urging to swell up but he was fighting it by shouting out with a demonic voice, “BRING HER BACK!!!”
“DON'T YOU RAISE YOUR TONE WITH ME!!!” The Devil twirled his pitchfork around before pointing it accusingly at him like he was next to be turned to ashes before bringing it back.
He then calmed himself down and brought his weapon down.“Besides, even if I wanted to, I’m afraid that is not possible.”
Stickler then lifted a finger to correct his boss, “Ehh.. actually according to…”
The Devil turned to his auditor with a flaming scowl that could freeze anyone in place. It was as if the invisible sweater on him was losing its shielded protection.
“Proceed…”
“What do you mean?” Bendy pointed out.
“She broke her part of the deal and didn’t make it past her deadline, thanks to your meddling. Hopefully her life was worth keeping your soulmate’s. Or should I say ‘former soulmate’.
Bendy’s breath ceased and his eyes widened.
“Oh, did I not mention? Dice actually told me about how you and that cup have some sort of bond the other night when you came in late.”
“WHAT?!”
Bendy then felt a pain in his chest as he looked at Dice by the hall checking his nails while smiling with glowing green eyes. The same pain he felt with the Butcher Gang and when Cuphead zapped him with the pitchfork: Betrayal. Even after being his slave, Dice had the GALL to still rat on him anyway!
His father then circled his son like a vulture ready to feast. “I just played along with the charade of yours. So tell me, what's gotten you so attached to that cup that you’d turn against me?!?! Hmm?!”
Bendy hung his head down to avoid looking at his father and muttered, “I…I…I like him.”
“What was that?”
“I LIKE HIM, OKAY!!!” Bendy's scream echoed and shook the room, causing a small quake.
Henchman gasped and Sticker’s eyes widened by what he said.
The purple demon actually played along believing that Bendy had a crush on Chalice and was protecting her.
Bendy began explaining “We were just friends and then…I don’t know how or why but we clicked and we got to know each other. He made me feel safe and comfortable and someone I could easily talk with…he’s not like other mortals…I really, REALLY, like him…and he likes me the same.”
His face flushed to a deep maroon out of anger and shame as he finished his sentence breathing in and out; There was no reaction.
Part of it wonders if that last part was true for how Cuphead ran out of the arcade.
After a few moments of silence what followed was…a slight chuckle which transitioned into a hysterical cackle that traveled around the room as if the Devil heard the funniest joke in the world.
He laughed at the idea that his son, a demon, would be loved!
“That is just SO priceless…," he then wiped a tear from his eye before glaring at him, “the thought of him actually having feelings for you... is so demented.”
“I should have known you weren't ready for the surface world for how easily distracted you are.”
The Devil continued chastising,“And I've warned you, a thousand times…
Bendy snapped back, “I know, I know! Never let my guard down! But why’s that a problem? You kept Dice alive this whole time and he screws up all the time!”
Dice then shouted, “Hey!”
“...But I can't keep my friends alive?! That's not fair!”
The Devil defended while his cheeks heated, “Dice is NOT part of this conversation! He willingly gave his soul to me, that cup is WAY past overdue!”
Bendy pointed at him, “But you never caught him! You’re just being a jealous, sore loser who can't stand the fact that I have friends or how one mortal out of all the KAH-JILLIONS of souls in the whole FREAKIN’ world managed to escape or how you could never get anywhere close to Cuphead as ME!” Bendy roared back with tears still streaming and his black brow melting.
His sentence was followed by a…
SLAP!
Dice, Henchman and Stickler gasped as they saw the young demon get smacked in the face which sent him flying and hitting the ground.
“I’ve had it with you, boy,” the Devil whispered while glaring at the struggling boy who felt a scratch on his cheek from the asphalt.
“I'm going to GET that cup's soul one way or another!”
“Why are you doing this me…” Bendy panted.
“... Because, I'm the Devil and I won't have you getting in my way.”
He then turned to his assistant,“Dice!”
King Dice shook his head back to reality from the chaotic exchange and smiled widely, “Oh, uh …Yes?”
“Send the boy to his room,” commanded while glaring at Bendy. “And make sure he STAYS down here until I return.
“With pleasure, boss.” Dice dragged Bendy who was squirming and trying to fight back until they vanished down the hall. He was too weak after that beat down.
“LET ME GO! LET ME GO! I HATE YOU!!! I HATE YOOOOOOOUUUUU!!!!”
Bendy’s screams vanished down the halls while being dragged by Dice.
At this point, the Devil didn’t seem to care if his son hated him. Bendy was a demon and should learn to be one and that eventually he would let it all go as mortals all deserved punishment. He then sighed, “Finally.”
Turning his attention to the lifeless pile of bones and ashes, he pointed his pitchfork, bringing Chalice back to her living form and gave out a huge gasp of oxygen before looking up at him.
“I’LL BETRAY WHOEVER YOU WANT!” She screeched as the Devil chuckled with a smug grin.
He got her by the strings!
“That’s more like it.”
She then looked around, “Where’s Bendy?”
“Never mind him. Let’s discuss the plan…” The Devil then led the hopeless Chalice into the elevator to give her the instructions, since she valued her life more than anything. He then had a small lingering thought on Bendy if this treatment was justified, but shook it off as he was fixated on getting that cup's soul in his hands.
She then clutched her heart and breathed heavily to get in the oxygen she could; she LITERALLY just died and was brought back to life with no sense of time! It wasn’t like in her ghost form where she had control and was stuck in an eternal stillness…No breathing, no feeling, no anything.
Suddenly, something streamed out of her eyes and down across her cheek. A tear that fell onto the hot concrete of the Underworld and turned to steam. Chalice felt shame for crying as she did remember the moments at the orphanage when the penguins would smack her and the other kids whenever they would show tears, which only worsened the abuse. She rubbed her face as the Devil continued on with his plan with her head down, only nodding or shaking her head in response.
Chalice had learned the hard way that charm can only get you so far.
Henchman was HORRIFIED at what he just witnessed as he saw his boss and client ascend the elevator. Not only did Chalice turn to dust but Bendy believed she was fully dead. He wanted to call his boss out on how he treated Bendy, but he knew it was better to stay quiet and follow along. He was the Devil’s henchman after all.
Bendy stared down at the floor with a frozen stare. He didn’t view the Devil as a father anymore; he viewed him as a monster who expects him to be just like him but he could never measure up.
Although the Underworld was an endless labyrinth, he noticed that Dice passed by his bedroom door.
“Hey, jerk, my room’s back there.”
“I know. But, your Dad has a special new room for you”, Dice said dryly.
"New room?"
Bendy looked up at the sign below the door and gasped when he read it. “THE 9 CIRCLES OF HELL. ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK!”
From behind the large wooden door, he could hear the screams of prisoners from down below.
Bendy had been forbidden from going behind that door as it led down into the deepest, darkest section of the Underworld as it was a torture room for the corrupted and irredeemable sinners. The further down you went, the more gruesome the punishments were.
"Uh...Dad said I'm not allowed down there," he pointed out.
Dice had an evil smug, not listening to what he said; he got such a kick out of making the brat suffer like he did. Dice knew at this point, the Devil wouldn't believe a word his own spawn said.
They descended the spiral path leading down each floor.
The Limbo floor was the least harmful with prisoners locked in a cell, performing limbo while begging the music to stop.
The Lust floor had people kissing giant frogs for how they are willing to be with anyone, even the ugliest of monsters.
Gluttony had people strapped to chairs being forced food down their throats while squirming to break free.
Greed was where prisoners were turned into gold statues.
Wrath had people being set on fire while running in circles.
Heresy had people on their knees not looking up in front of statues of the Devil.
Violence showed sinners beaten down or whipped by large ogre guards.
Fraud featured those who have their heads turned backwards to not see what's ahead.
They finally made it down to the bottom, which was nothing but a giant walled cellar with a sign on the door that read “IX. TREACHERY”, meant for those who have displayed disobedience and betrayal towards their rulers and higher-ups who are confined into a frozen chamber.
In this case, Bendy betrayed the Devil, his own father and ruler of the Underworld, over a mortal.
The door swung slowly open to reveal the inside of the room where the walls were made of cold stones and on the floor were scattered skeletons and some were in frozen blocks of ice.
The young demon was then shoved into the freezing cellar.
“Maybe some time down here will teach you a lesson! Don't mess with King Dice!” he cackled while slamming the door and locking it. He then left scatting and dancing his way out, knowing that one way or another vengeance was his.
The only source of light was a lantern in the middle of the room.
Bendy got up in front of the lantern staring at the flame in silence, breathing heavily and clenching his fist to keep himself from falling apart but…
In his mind came a flood of visions and memories of how far his friendships bloomed before transitioning to recently from his breakup with Cuphead to setting the arcade on fire to watching Chalice age and decay into ashes.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!”
Those droplets of ink expanded around the walls and ceilings. His body was also melting into a blob ready to break down.
Tears and ink from his brow ran down onto the floor as his dad’s hurtful words echoed in his head. They had him bring out loud sobs of despair.
All his friends and even his supposed soulmate were all gone thanks to the Devil.
He felt just like the cellar: cold, hollow and empty, perhaps that’s what he’s supposed to be.
His breathing echoed to where they sounded like snarls and hissing; he got down into a ball with his head in his arms. What he saw around him was dripping and melting ink with glowing ripples and in front of him was the familiar monster, Beasty grinning maliciously.
“Bendy…Your road…is broken.”
Bendy had no response.
“I’ve been warning you all this time…and now…you have nothing. You have no one. Even the Devil…your own father…your own creator has disowned you. You have no one else to blame…but yourself.”
For once, Beasty was right! He’s already lost the one true person in his life along with his friends and even his own father. Bendy had nobody!
“But…I can help you catch up to that cup before him.”
Bendy didn’t bear to raise his head up and sniffled, “You can?”
“Of course…I have been the one who’s made you strong…and gave you a purpose…You overthrew the Devil once…why not do it again? Shake on it?”
The monster opened up its palm to reveal his black razor sharp claws.
Bendy, believing he had no other choice, reached his hand out weakly to shake; the pain of his grasp went through his whole body as Beasty’s arm morphed around Bendy’s arm like a parasite. He tried to shake it off but couldn’t. He looked up when Beasty opened his mouth full of sharp flesh-piercing fangs and loomed over him before swallowing him into complete darkness. He felt no fear, just emptiness just like the demon he was born to be.
BOOM!
A crash was then heard by the cellar walls breaking down.
“Finally…We are one.”