Stranded in Ink.

NOTES: This chapter will contain very strong language.

Also, some of the lore may differ from the game. That is why this is called a fanfiction, afterall.

Chapter 6

PIEMONT: Sammy, heh…he had it coming but Joey…(Grits his teeth) He was supposed to be mine, my revenge. I…I don't e-even have…that. DAMN YOU, BENDY! HE WAS SUPPOSE TO BE MY KILL! MINE, MINE, MINE, MINE!

Piemont then span around violently and smashed the desk and other empty boxes. Henry jumped out of the way. This seemed to be a way of Piemont to let out his frustrations and anger. He eventually calmed down. The room filled with dust of the years passed. Henry wiped the dust away from his vision to see Piemont.

PIEMONT: But wait…(Smiles as more ink drips down him) Joey may be gone but I have someone else…

HENRY: Bertrum, we have to get out of here!

PIEMONT: (Ignoring Henry) I have you. I have you to kill, Henry…

HENRY: What?

PIEMONT: I will not let my thirst of blood go to waste…so I'll use it on you.

HENRY: Stop this! Bendy is coming! We have to get out of here!

PIEMONT: (Horrible chuckle) As you can see, I am not going anywhere. (Raises one of his "tentacles", the cart swinging) And…neither…are…YOU! YOU WILL ROT WITH THE STUDIO, YOU WILL ROT WITH THE REST OF US, YOU FUCK!

Again, Piemont started spinning violently and one of the tentacles came crashing down onto Henry, who jumped out of the way in time but the desk was crushed to dust as the weight of the cart turned the desk into little pieces of broken wood. Bertrum screamed in anger and somewhat pain. Henry just kept moving, which he found surprisingly easy to avoid Bertrum's attacks but this didn't mean he was out of danger. Bertrum's dead stare watched Henry move and tried to attack him with his tentacles carts.

Bertrum was smashing boxes and anything else Henry was trying to use for cover.

Henry then noticed some circular bolts that seem to connect to Bertrum's mechanical arms, them seemed loose and somewhat unreliable. Henry had to think fast as he dived out of the way of Bertrum's crashing mechanical arms onto him. Henry coughed as the dust started to build up and then spotted an axe, that was strangely out of place and yet perfect for what he needed to do. Henry ducked, as the carrousel swooped past him, and rolled as Bertrum missed him again. Henry grabbed the axe and waited for an opening. Bertrum screamed in frustration and pain, his movements becoming faster but caused less concentration on Henry. Henry took his chance.

One of the rides long tentacle arms swooped again at Henry, who, with perfect timing, managed to grab hold and was swept off his feet and being thrashed around. Bertrum stared angrily at Henry, he growled in frustration as ink seeped out of his mouth. Henry clenched onto one of the long, thick wires and swung his axe onto the cog wheels. A few hard swings and the cogs broke. Bertrum cried out in pain…

Henry grabbed on for dear life as Bertrum was swinging uncontrollably. Henry then tried to smash the other cog connection, missing a few times…but after a couple of attempts, managed to smash the second cog…

Henry was chuffed but then thrown to one side of the room with great force as one of Bertrum's tentacles fell apart. Henry slammed against the wall and fell hard onto the wooden floor, losing the axe.

Bertrum scream was unbearable, a scream full of pain, he span uncontrollably…Henry groan in pain, which throbbed all over his body. Bertrum stopped spinning and quickly adverted in eyes onto Henry. Bertrum smiled through his bitter pain at the struggling Henry. He chuckled as ink dripped through his gritted teeth.

Blood finally trickled down Henry's face, as he felt his head and smeared his hand with his own blood. He breathed heavily and the pain throbbed again.

This was Bertrum's chance, the opportunity to kill Henry, this was his moment…and he didn't hesitate. Burtrum raised one of his tentacle ride arms above Henry. Henry noticed the shadow surround him and he weakly looked up, as the blood still poured out of his cut. Henry whimpered and begging to Bertrum to stop what he was doing, but to no avail…Bertrum simply wasn't listening, nor did he speak any last words to him, he just simply smiled, ready for the kill. Henry produced a tear, that soaked into his blood and closed his eyes, ready for darkness to overcome him.

NOOOOOOOOOO! A scream, not coming from Henry.

There was a grunt and sounds of struggle. Henry opened his eyes and looked up…horrified and yet somewhat awe. Bendy was standing tall over him, who had stopped Bertrum's mechanical arm from coming down. Bendy used all of his strength to stop Bertrum from pushing down further. Bendy's face was covered in ink and his body pouring and dripping like sweat and yet his teeth gritted a perfect white glow. Bendy tried to push the mechanical arm away.

HENRY: B…B-Bendy…?

BENDY: (To Bertrum) DON'T KILL HIM! HE CREATED ME!

BERTRUM: (Grunting as well) Just because you were created, doesn't make you normal! We are monsters, Bendy. We are abominations! And besides, if I remember correctly it was Joey, who summoned you! (Indicating at Henry) NOT HIM, NOT HENRY! HE MUST ROT WITH US!

BENDY: Leave him alone!

Henry slowly pushed himself up. Bendy was slowly getting weaker from the force of Bertrum.

BERTRUM: Said's the one who killed Joey! HE WAS MEANT TO BE MINE! IF I CAN'T HAVE JOEY, I MUST TAKE HENRY! (Smiles) And since you took that from me as well, I'LL FUCKING DESTROY YOU!

Henry moves out of the way, he reaches out a hand.

HENRY: Bendy?!

Bendy slowly turns his head and smiles, despite him losing the strength the hold back Bertrum….and then his eyes appear from the dripping ink…and just simply…winks.

BERTRUM: DIE!

As quick as a flash, Bertrum pushed down into Bendy, squishing him and he bursts like a water balloon, as ink splashed everywhere, and Bertrum's tentacle arm smashes into the ground, breaking into the wooden floor boards.

HENRY: NO!

Bertrum started laughing. He lifted up his tentacle to show a pool of black ink and the same stuff dripping of the colossal cart. Henry fell to his knees, not because of the pain he was in but to see his creation die in front of him.

BERTRUM: He was your creation, wasn't he, Henry? Bendy, the devious devil…HA! Look at him now. Just a puddle of wasted ink. Why don't you join him, Henry?

Bertrum was about to squash Henry, like he did with bendy….but the huge puddle of ink where Bendy once stood started to slowly bubble. Henry looked up at this…Bertrum looked at Henry, puzzled and then gazed his eyes to the ink puddle.

BERTRUM: What the…?

Bendy slowly raised from the puddle, his eyes were completely covered with dripping ink but his white teeth smiled grinned confidently, still rising and shaping into his former self.

BENDY: I'm not one to get rid of easily.

As soon as Bendy was formed, he jumped towards Bertrum's disfigured face. Bertrum started to spin but this worry Bendy. Bendy stretched his arms around Bertrum's huge face, tightening his grip.

BERTRUM: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

BENDY: Fun's over!

Bendy then started to pull Bertrum's face, pulling away his connection to the colossal ride.

BERTRUM: NOOO! STOP!

Bendy didn't listen. Bendy yanked again and Bertrum's face started to rip away from the inside of the ride. His face snapped and squelching sound could be heard as blood started to pour out of Bertrum's face. Bertrum screamed as his skin ripped and flesh getting torn away from the machine. Blood mixed with the ink as it poured out of the machine. Bertrum's skull cracked, his scream becoming more distorted as his face was pealing away from the machine. Bendy smiled and used all his strength to rip the huge face. Bertrum's eyes rolled back into his head and his screams gurgled with blood drowning into his throat. The head was becoming unattached. Bendy then made one last heavy yank as Bertrum's face pealed away from the machine and more blood flooding over the machine and onto Bendy. Bendy looked into Bertrum's dead eyes, his mouth still moving from spasms and chucked the lifeless face onto the floor… practically smashing wetly into bits. Bendy took a breather, pleased with what he did.

Henry pulled himself up again and Bendy jumped off the lifeless carousel ride and then walking over to Henry. His huge size then slowly shrunk, into the cartoon character that was loved by all. His pac-man eyes appeared over his face as his inky body stopped dripping…he was how Henry envisioned him from his drawings. Henry took deep breaths, trying to sooth through the pain.

HENRY: You…you're not dead…

BENDY: (Shrugs) Meh. I'm just ink imprisoned in a body.

HENRY: You saved me…

BENDY: Of course, I saved you Henry. You birth me, you created me. I was never going to harm.

HENRY: But…w-why did you kill Joey and Sammy?

BENDY: I did it for you, Henry.

HENRY: For me…?

BENDY: Yeah. They didn't care about you. All they cared about was profits and they'd do anything to make it their own. They were gonna steal your creation. They were gonna steal me…from you. It was just a ruse to invite you in their…"idea" to make it seem like they cared. They didn't. Not one bit.

HENRY: How do you know all this?

BENDY: Just because I was a drawing and an animation, doesn't mean I couldn't see what was going on. The ritual was just opening a door. Literally, I suppose.

HENRY: (Sighs) …you didn't have to kill them though…

BENDY: They were poison, Henry. Pure poison. They had to go, one way or another. But you…left me.

HENRY: I told you, I was scared.

BENDY: And so was I! All alone for those years!

HENRY: You was going to kill me as well, I bet.

BENDY: No…no, no ,no, no, no. I was going to ink you, make you immortal, so you could stay with me. I'm glad you came back.

HENRY: I thought it was Joey that wrote me that letter. You tricked me….(Shakes his head) Wait, this is just a dream. No, a nightmare.

BENDY: How…how can you say that?

HENRY: I…I never wanted any of this. Not like this. I wanted my creation to inspire kids and not like this. I wanted you to inspire kids.

BENDY: You can blame Joey and Sammy for that.

HENRY: They just wanted the studio to stay open, despite their methods, they'd do anything to keep it open, even if it was wrong.

BENDY: Are you saying…I'm…w-wrong…?

HENRY: Not…like this.

BENDY: You are, aren't you? You're saying I'm wrong. (Grits his teeth) You're saying I'm a MISTAKE!

Henry backed away from Bendy, seeing that his creation was getting angry. While doing so, his foot knocked over some glass jars…he looked down quickly to see the words "Acid" written clearly on the glass bottle and then back at Bendy.

HENRY: Mistakes can be taken back…

Henry then quickly picked up the bottle, opening the tight lid and chucked a splash over Bendy's face. Bendy didn't expect this and screamed in pain as the acid started to burn through him, his inky skin started to bubble and smoke. Bendy covered his face with his hands but this didn't make a difference to cover the pain as the acid was still burning him and then into his hands as he touched his face. Henry then felt a slight guilt come across him but…he continued to make Bendy disappeared.

He still had some acid left in the bottle….and with great force he shoved the bottle into Bendy's chest, tipping the bottle inside him. Bendy screamed once again…he couldn't even try and stop Henry as the pain surrounded him like razor blades cutting through his body. Bendy started to shrink as the acid dissolved him. Bendy's face was half gone by now…only one of his eye's staring teary at Henry.

Bendy was slowly becoming a puddle, as if melting into the floorboards.

HENRY: I'm sorry…

BENDY: (Black tears dripping down him) Don't be…

Bodies body was smoking, burning away.

HENRY: I didn't want it to be this way. I…

BENDY: You…y-you don't have to explain. I'm…I'm a monster.

HENRY: No. You're not. I created you to make kids happy…and you did. I just…didn't want it to be this way, I didn't want it to end like this.

BENDY: (His face slowly becoming a puddle) I didn't make kids happy Henry…it was you…

Henry tried to hug Bendy but Bendy's body was nothing but melting liquid…but Bendy still acknowledged this.

HENRY: I…I love you, Bendy.

BENDY: I love you to. Heh… (Chuckles)

HENRY: What's so funny?

BENDY: I…n-never got to see the ending…

HENRY: (Smiles sadly) You did. The ending was that…everyone lived happily ever after.

BENDY: (Last smile and again chuckles) That's…a s-shit ending, Henry. But…t-thank you…

With that…Bendy was gone, nothing but a bubbly puddle of smoking ink, soaking through the wooden floorboards.

HENRY: I'm sorry, Bendy, I truly am.

Roughly an hour later.

Henry, by now, had finished pouring petrol all over the studio. Every room was doused with the stuff. He nodded making sure every nook and cranny was covered. He chucked the petrol can against the wall. He then went into his pockets and pulled out a packet of cigarettes…there was only one left, he chuckled to himself.

HENRY: Figures.

He put the cigarette in his mouth, squeezed the empty packet and chucked it on the floor. He then pulled out some matches, sparked up one and lit up his fag. He took a large inhale, feeling the comfort of the smoke go into his lungs…and then exhaled to a relaxing sigh. The match still alit.

HENRY: The world doesn't need to know about this. (He then flicks the lit match onto a pool of petrol that quickly set light and ingulfed half the room. Henry stood watching) I'm coming, Bendy. I'm coming real soon. We can be together in another life.

THE END.

NOTES: And that's it, the end. Sorry it seemed rushed and the ending a little weak…I'm sure I left a few questions that have no answers but I just wanted the story to end as I'm far to busy and didn't want to leave it "unfinished" in some way.

Nonetheless, I hoped you liked it. Thank you for the reviews and faves. It means a lot.

PizzaCatDavid.