EXT. UNKNOWN FOREST- 2019- DAY
ALEXANDRA lays on the forest floor. She doesn't remember anything. She reaches into her pocket and grabs a wallet. On the ID it shows a picture of her and a name: Alexandra Trish Watson-Scott. Alexandra gets up from the ground and is hit by a wave of dizziness, stumbling once more to the ground.
Alexandra begins to hear a voice. She wonders if her sanity is straight, but she knows one thing. She must give the Test to the stranger that is coming.
Alexandra looks around frantically. She’s about to call out when a twig is snapped, and Alexandra swirls into that direction. DARKIPLIER stands in front of her, a few feet away.
Alexandra is hit by a wave of nausea and falls to the ground. She struggles to keep her head up. Darkiplier moves and leans beside her, cocking his head slightly.
You don’t remember me, do you Alexandra?
Alexandra weakly shakes her head, moving backwards slightly. A beat.
Alexandra begins to tell Dark about the test-
Please make the voices stop.
Alexandra’s voice was mutated, surprising her. A voice said exactly what she said, just a second and a half later and a lot deeper.
I can’t make them stop until you tell us what happened. Tell us what you did to the test.
Alexandra went to get up, but ended up teleporting behind Darkiplier, standing over his kneeling form. She staggered back, trying to control herself.
Your powers are starting to lose control. Tell me about the test now and I can help you control it. I’ll help you learn how to use it.
I don’t have your test. I wouldn’t even know my own name if it wasn’t for this I.D.!
Alexandra looked around, noticing the leaves unnaturally placed and scratches on the log that she woke up by. A wave of nausea hit her again, making her stumble.
Is this you? You’re making me sick, aren’t you?
Alexandra went to punch Dark. He grabbed her wrist, stopping her.
You’re the reason I don’t have a memory, aren’t you? C’mon, tell the truth!
Alexandra’s voice changed while saying the last sentence, going higher and hitting almost hysterias. Dark smirked and brought his other hand up, showing a glowing orb.
Tell me about the Watson-Scott test Alexandria and you can be free to have these memories back.
Her voice was normal again but was very grim. She took back her arm and stepped away from dark. She took in her surroundings, then finally focused on the leaves. As if on cue, she felt pain. She was suddenly teleported to the ground. She screamed out, images filled her mind. The test, the Watson-Scott test, created by her father that killed hundreds of innocent people. She had taken it off everything she could and she took the developers copy onto a flashdrive and threw it in the ocean, with a box full of rocks.
You can recreate it. Help us recreate it, or we’ll just take the memory from you. We’re giving you pity-
She laughed dryly and teleported back up.
If you could recreate it yourselves, you would’ve done so. This isn’t the first time I’ve told you this however. Isn’t it? Why do you want it so badly Dark?
Darkiplier drew out a sigh.
Alexandria, there’s a war going on. Heaven and Hell think they can just take over Earth and begin roaming it once more. They think they can have second opportunities, the demons and angles. We need that test to stop them, to end them. They’ll share it, they’ll die. We need to save our home, or else everything we’ve ever done will be trash. Everything we’ve ever accomplished will be nothing to them.
That’s not the point though, is it? There’s something more, isn’t there?
Dark pulled out a gun. Pointing it straight at Alexandria’s head. She smiles in realization.
Something's gone wrong with William!
Alexandria stumbles again, memories flooding back. William, Celine, Damian, Mark, all of them. She shakes her head. She walks up to the log and grabs a broken piece of rock. Adding another scratch to it.
It’s been a month now, hasn’t it Dark? Since the war all went very wrong. I can see in the leaf patterns, you’ve seen and heard all this before. You know my every future action.
She gets up and turns to Dark.
You must know, William, we can’t bring him back. We can’t take back what Hell decided to take. We can avenge him however. We can go after Anti, make him feel the pain you do. We aren’t necromancers, we can’t get him-
A gunshot sounded. Birds flew away from the tree. Dark sighed and pulled out his phone.
Hey Google, we’ve got a small problem. Yeah, I know. No, she’s dead.
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