[I wrote this as a continuation of What They Have which I’m not going to tag because I’m rather partial to my writing being able to be found. These are probably definitely going to become part of a series I randomly decided to make by combining two unrelated timelines into a single story.]
Summary: Logan is trapped in a fusion with Deceit, and this slowly causes him to lose his sense of identity. (A.K.A. I like making Logan suffer and I’m sorry.)
Characters: Logan Sanders, Deceit Sanders, Virgil Sanders, Pride Sanders, Apathy Sanders, Patton Sanders, Roman Sanders
Warnings: Snakes, Snake bites, Injuries, Physical numbness, Manipulative Deceit, Choking, Dark Sides, Identity loss, Violence, Passing out, Panicking (let me know if I missed any.)
I ran for the walls of what I assumed was our combined consciousness in the fusion, hoping there was some way out hidden within the dark, towering dome, when I felt a stinging pain in both my wrists before getting pulled to the ground. I looked down, feeling my arms going numb, and there were two snakes clinging to me with their fangs stabbed into my wrists.
I tried to stand back up, but the vipers pulled me down more, forcing me into a kneel. I then felt two more snakes crawling over my legs. I looked back at them and watched as the two snakes which had formed out of the ground tighten around my legs, dragging them down until my legs had disappeared beneath the surface.
We searched around for Deceit, finding him raised on a pedestal, another snake laying calmly across his shoulders. “Deceit, what’s going on?” I practically screamed up at him. “What are you doing?"
Deceit looked down at me, glaring, and we realized far too late that he didn’t actually care about me. And we couldn’t believe I had let myself fall for it.
That was when Virgil had walked in, calling for me. I opened my mouth to speak, but was cut short as my neck was lunged at, constricted as it was also pulled down. I instinctively gasped for air before remembering how most nonvenomous snakes kill their prey depends on just that. I calmed my breathing as Deceit began speaking, his words repeated in a raspy voice by us. ”I’m afraid there is no Logan anymore. From now on, you may call us Loceit.“
Virgil stared, wide eyed, before backing out of the room, turning and running towards the commons. We watched him leave, screaming at him to come back, to help us, but of course, all he even could have heard was the static and the beeping.
We calmly watched him leave, waving a hand at the door, willing it to close. Once the door had closed, we turned from it, locking it with another swift hand gesture.
We saw a door on the other side of the distorted room, one we didn’t recognize. We walked towards it and opened it, revealing what looked like the commons, but it was darker, more faded. It appeared to be in a state of disrepair.
Standing by the door, waiting for us, was somebody that looked somewhat like Roman, but wearing black rather than white. His entire outfit was so much darker, and somehow more extravagant. He had dark red shoulder tassels, and a black crown rested on his head. He walked up to us, examining our body. "Hmm, let me guess, Logic? Good choice.” In his expression, there was mainly curiousity, a sort of mild interest, but hidden behind that was something else I couldn’t quite recognize.
“Get out of my way Pride.” We waved a dismissive hand at him and before we turned away from him we caught a glimpse of that unrecognized emotion again, and we realized it was fear.
We were already the leader here, and now we have even more power. And that makes us terrifying.
From over on the worn couch, we heard a voice we immediately recognized as Apathy. “It only makes sense. Not only will Logic be the least likely to be missed, it is also the best factor to have influence over.”
As if on cue, we sensed Thomas calling, Virgil having brought up our absence. Thomas was of course anxious, and I tried telling him, telling all of them, that I needed help, but then I felt the fangs in my wrist deepen, and our mind went fuzzy.
We’re fine, Thomas. There’s nothing to worry about.
We didn’t actually believe that, and we wanted to keep calling for help, but the numbness now flooding through our body kept me from doing anything.
Thomas did believe the lie, and then we no longer felt him calling for us. We realized there was no way of getting out.
That night, we saw the binary in our right eye begin flashing red, and through our left eyes the entire rooming began warping. It felt like we were unfusing. We stood jerkily, stumbling to our room. In that time, I could feel the grasp on me weaken, and I became able to think again. That was my chance. I tried pulling myself back up. I was almost able to stand before being pulled back down again. Our fusion reached its room, sitting down against the wall. Its tongue went towards the nearby outlet. We gasped as we felt a sudden jolt, the red flashing in our right eye stopping, the lines of code returning to its normal green. Our mind went numb again.
We began falling asleep as we sat there, recovering from the drained feeling. We knew we couldn’t let ourselves lose that much power again. We almost fell apart.
We forced ourself to stay awake, knowing that if we fell asleep like we wanted to, we’d completely lose control. Then we’d really have no way out. We struggled to stay awake the entire night, even as the fusion fell asleep, barely keeping ourself conscious.
The next morning, we felt the buzzing in our head end, only to be immediately replaced by the numbness from the venom reaching my mind. And so the events of the previous day repeated, with us struggling to find a way out, or even just keep from passing out.
We couldn’t help but wonder how this was effecting Thomas. Apathy said that we were the best trait to have influence over, and we assumed that meant Thomas was having some sort of change because of this. However, we couldn’t find any sort of connection to Thomas through the numb fog surrounding our mind.
This became our life for… we didn’t even know how long. Life for us became timeless buzzing of fatigue, and it really did seem like nobody missed us. Any time when Thomas called us to a video I just made Logan tell him that he’s fine, but can’t make it. So then I’d be able to manipulate Thomas’s line of reasoning without me or Logan ever being there.
Even when desperate little Virgil brought their attention to Logan’s constant absence, I doubted they’d actually do anything to get him away. We did end up getting pulled into the other side of the Mind Palace, being met by Royality demanding I release Logan.
“Oh, that won’t do much good anyway,” I hissed at them. “There’s barely anything left of Logan anymore.” At this point, I doubted there was much left of Logan at all. I hadn’t been paying attention to him for at least a month now.
“You’re lying!" I blinked slowly as I turned to face Virgil, the little brat being too loud to ignore. I took a step towards him. ”Do you care to test that, Virgil?“
We felt a sudden pain in our abdomen and pulled our head up, as much as we could with it being pulled to the ground, and we saw Royality pointing their wand at us. "I said to let him go!” They shouted at us, but of course, we stayed trapped. We watched Royality raise their wand again and braced for impact. We surpressed a scream of pain as another burst of energy hit us. We looked up, and the rest of us wasn’t even reacting.
Our vision flashed white as we were hit again. And again. And again. And again. And again.
“You’re only hurting him, you know,” we heard the raspy voice speaking, giving us a moment to recover. We tried to keep ourself from gasping in pain as we listened to my voice. “The only person you’re hurting right now is Logan, and that is not a lie.”
I smiled as Royality lowered their wand, clearly realizing that there was nothing they could do to me. I watched them as I began turning around, receiving no reaction as I began leaving.
We jerked our head up, panic setting in and clearing some of the haze from our mind.
They’re really just going to watch as we leave? Don’t they know I’m still trapped in here? No no no no no no no they can’t just leave me I can’t do this anymore they have to get me out please please please help me I can’t do this get me out please help me help me help me get me out of here please please please please please
I ripped my hands from the mouths of the snakes holding them down, ignoring the extreme pain from my wrists being ripped open as I wrapped my hands around the snake coiled around my neck. I ripped it away from my throat, fighting away from the vipers trying to get their fangs back into my arms. “LET ME OUT!” I screamed, the fusion stopping in its tracks as my voice came out, real words through the static instead of code. “I DON’T CARE WHAT HAPPENS TO ME, JUST GET ME OUT OF HERE!” The vipers grabbed hold of my arms again as our throat was constricted, even tighter than before. My head was pulled all the way to the ground, then all we could do was watch as we were stared at. Then Royality nodded to themselves before raising their wand again. We braced for impact. Our vision went white as we felt the hit, then faded to black.
When we opened our eyes, the first thing we noticed was how we were in a bed, which was unusual, since we usually just sat against the wall as we charged. Then we noticed our room looked bigger than usual. And brighter. And blurrier. Then we heard a voice beside us, even though we never let either of the others into our room. “… it’s been three days, and he was in there for months. What if he doesn’t wake up, and it’s our fault?” I squinted towards the voice, and I saw Pride standing over someone we didn’t quite recognize. We thought it might have been Deceit in his disguise, but we were part of him, so that couldn’t be right.
“It’s gonna be okay Patton,” we heard Pride saying. “It’s Logan, he’ll get through it.”
Patton. We recognized that name. We searched through our memory, trying to think of where we recognized it from. Our eyes widened as we remembered where it was from. The other Sides. We’re at the other part of the Mind Palace.
Patton looked at us as we stared, wide-eyed at him, and we began panicking. We might hurt him and we’d have no way to stop ourselves.
“Logan, you’re awake! Are you okay? How do you feel?” Patton leaned closer to us, dangerously close. This was the closest anyone had ever come to us, and there was no way he’d be allowed to get away with it. We pushed ourselves back, ignoring the pain in our entire body. If we’re moving ourselves then this was the most control we’ve had over ourselves in an eternity, and we had to use it to keep Patton as save as possible. However, Patton kept coming closer, holding his hands out to us. “Logan, you need to lay down.” We pushed ourselves away until we felt back hit the wall. We began curling in on ourselves. “Get away from us!” we screamed, but we paused as we registered our voice. It sounded completely normal. No raspy, whispering voice. No beeping, no static. We looked down at ourselves, breathing heavily. It was a familiar body, but one we barely recognized anymore. We-I looked up, into the concerned faces of Patton, Roman, and Virgil, who had apparently joined them.
As I sat there staring, I remembered what happened. I remembered Loceit being summoned. I remembered the pain of being hit again and again and again by the energy from Royality’s wand. I remembered having to rip my hands from the mouths of snakes, the feeling of them tearing open my wrists, how my nails dug into my neck as I struggled to pull away the serpent around my neck so I could speak. I remembered blacking out, and waking up here.
I leaned up against the wall behind me. “I’m myself again,” I said in a sigh of relief that came out more as laughter. Then the pain of everything caught up with me again, and I blacked out.
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