Too bad. Whoo should be firsst? Shadoww or Silverr?
“Nh... No, I won’t.. Let you...” He growled, managing to muster some defiance once more.
Talking hurt.

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Too bad. Whoo should be firsst? Shadoww or Silverr?
“Nh... No, I won’t.. Let you...” He growled, managing to muster some defiance once more.
Talking hurt.
Sonicc, shall we go kill someonee?
His expression shifted to one of panic. Eyes wide and ears pinned back, he desperately shook his head.
No, please no.
It hurt.
Like a deep, full-body ache, a shivering cold that gnawed its way right down to your bones.
He took a rasping breath, throat still raw from the... Altercation earlier. He blinked, but found that was the only thing he still had control over. Everything else was... Kind of numb.
Then his form pushed itself to it’s knees, then stood up, with no input from him in the least.
‘Oh no, oh no no no no-’
Ì won̡der̶ i҉f I̵ ̷c̷a̸n g҉èt͏ ͏t̢hem̧ ̷to͞ ̴sc̸r̴e̡a͞m ̡ev̨ery͞ ̀t̶ím͠e҉ ͘t̀he͡y s͠e̷e ýo̴u.̸
Dread. The last thing he felt before he went under.
He let out one last strangled sound, small, quiet, pathetic.
When he woke later he would no longer be in control of himself.
T͢ćh.̀..͠ ̸H̛av̷e̕ it y͠ou͘r way̶.͏ I'͟m sure̷ ҉yòur̷ f̡rięn̡ds͠ ̶will ͡b̢e͞ ͝haṕpỳ to see͢ ̶yóu.͞
S… See me…?
He couldn’t make sense of that statement at first...
I'v̡e ̨͝b̀̀͜e̵͘e̛n̢ ̴̸͞t̵̢̕r҉̸a̢͏pp͠͞é̕͡d̴ ̡͝f̧̢o̕͝r ̧̛̀g̨o̷̢d͢ kn̢͡͠o͝ẃ͢s̴̸ ͏h҉̀o̸̶w̷ ͘͜l͏͡o͞n͜g͠,́͟ ҉͟͟ḑ̶o͡҉ ̕y͜o͢u͢҉͜ ̕͘r̵͢é̷́a͏lly̴ ̷̡͜t̷h̵͜į͏͜n̕͡k ̸̶̛I͞'̵d͠ ͟͝h̨́av̨̀è ̶ţ͠h̀͟e ̀͠s̸t́̕r̸̡é̴n̛̛g̵̡th҉?
He wasn’t going to let the demon go willingly…
But his vision was starting to fade.
L҉et́ m̵e͏ ̸ou͟t ͠o̧r͢ ̴it wo̴n't ̷j̧u̶s̷t ͡b͢e̛ ̧you I ̨kil͝l͜.̀ ̧Į m͠i̢s̷s co͟n̸tr͏o͏l͝l̨ín̸g t̴h̕at ̸na̷i̶v̕e yóu̷ng ͢b҉o͜y y̧òu̷ se͡e͟m̧ s̕o̵ ̛frie̵n̷d͏l̴y̢ wi̧th͝.́
“Gghnk...!”
Who’s to say you won’t do that the instant I let you out? That’s kind of the entire reason I did this in the first place y... You...
Man, having a mental conversation is hard when you have stars dancing in front of your eyes and your heartbeat pounding in your ears.
E̷i̳̟͙͚t̙̳͙̪̯͉͓͝h̺͖̩̗͖e͔r҉̭͍̦̮̹̼̘ ̧̣y͈͖o͓̞͎͍͍̗ͅu̩̥̩̣̩̰ ̪̱̙͍l̢͇̙̫͕͍e̱̦̰͔̭̘̻t̻͞ ̞͙̲̠̗̬̠͜m͎͟e̡̹ ̰̀o̖̣̫̯̘̖̦͠ut̡͔͕͈̠̬̙ ͖͖̱͈͓̦̜́o͎̜r̷͇̬̟̞̩ ͎̳̯Ḭ̙̬͇͟ w̝̺̟̳͎͞ͅi̝̫̮̭͈l͔̝ĺ͍̟̣̙ ̠̺ṭ̯̱̤a̝͈̻̲k̖̹̗̲̤̹͍e̤̲̭̳̫̜̻ ̖͖͝y̺͔̜͕͎ơ̰̣͉u̸̟͉̯͙̗̼ ̰̜͉͚̪̮̞͠m̫̟̻e͍̥̬̫̰̳.͏̜͖̠̖͚̭ͅ
“Sh-Shove it up your-- Hhrk--!!”
He couldn’t hold the demon hand back any longer. He panicked, trying to pry the choking talon off of his throat.