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Evil Inside of Me, Ch.5, MORE FEELS.

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Toby was on the verge of a panic attack. Where the hell was Martyn? He couldn't just dissapear like that! It wasn't like him! Toby looked down at the ground. There was was a path of sparse dirt between two trees that he made from pacing so much. He had worn down all the grass. Toby sighed, and then whipped at around at the sound of rustling and someone cursing about the thorns. Toby grinned as Martyn emerged from the forest, and was about to run over and give him a bear hug, but something was up. "Martyn....you okay buddy?" He tried tentatively.  
"Never been better!" Martyn grinned as he looked up. Toby gasped.
His eyes. They were...different. Toby stepped back a bit in shock.
            "Oh come on now Toby," Martyn sneered, "I wont hurt you....that much..." He approached closer, swinging his green blade around in  a circle, get nearer and nearer. Toby looked around, trying for a weapon. There were few precious seconds left. Toby didnt know what the hell was going on..but he wasn't one to take chances.
He ran. Toby ran like Herobrine himself was chasing after him. He brown hair flying, he could hear Martyn...or what looked like Martyn...screaming and cursing him out far behind. Toby grinned. Toby didn't stop, even when he tripped over branches, got cut up by thorns, and ran headlong into a tree. Toby rubbed the bruise on his head as he sprinted. He skidded to a stop, taking a breath. Cold horror took over as he heard someone sprinting through the forest behind him. He ran again.
Never stopped. He had been running for what seemed like hours when the facts hit him. Toby finally understood what happened. And he didnt like it. Still running, tears began running down his cheeks. "His eyes were like Herobrines....is it...possible?! No...creeper buddy...." He sobbed. Toby could hardly see where he was going. "Creeper buddy...." he sobbed again. His friend...was gone.
Xephos led the way through the prickly undergrowth, followed closely behind by Lomadia and Rythian.  Rythian had found signs that Martyn and Toby had been through here, such as their footprints.  
Lomadia cursed as a thorn caught in her hair, nearly taking off her cap.
"You ok?" Xephos called over his shoulder.
"Yea, yea, im fine. Lets hurry up and get out of this place...it gives me the creeps..." Lomadia muttered, anger shrouding her voice.
The trio emerged into less overgrown land, all three sighed to be free of the prickles and other sharp plants.
Rythian cocked his head to the side and guestered for the other two to stop. "Do you hear that? Sounds like someone runn-"
A still sobbing Toby burst from the forest, barreling into Lomadia. Panic overtook him until he reconized who it was. "L-l-lom-ma-a, g-gu-uys!!" Toby sniffled, he voice a flurry of words.
The three stood in shock at seeing Toby, then Lomadia regained her senses and grabbed Toby firmly by the shoulder and shook him a bit. "Calm down Toby, what in the name of Notch is wrong? Why are you sobbing? And where is Martyn?" Xephos and Rythian were speechless.
At the mention of Martyn, Toby who was just starting to stop crying, broke down into hiccuped sobs. He would have collapsed to the ground had Xephos and Lomadia not helped him up. He looked up at Lomadias caring eyes and hugged her, sobbing into her shoulder. The green clad woman stared for a second before patting him on the back, attempting to comfort him.
"M-martyn! H-hes!!! G-GONE!!!" Toby screeched. Rythian put his hands over his ears. "I-i t-think Herobrine or I-Israphel t-turned him e-e-evil!! He t-tried to k-kill me! I-its not M-martyn anym-more!" He choked out in between sobs.
Xephos turned Toby to face him. "Calm down Toby! Say it clearer this time?! What about Martyn being evil?"
Toby attempted to explain, slowly this time, when the subject of their conversation strode out into the clearing, a smug look on his face. Behind him stood 25 skeletons, spiders, zombies, and creepers. "Oh why hello there my good friends, how LOVELY it is to see you again!" He winked in Lomadia's direction, and she threw a disgusted glare back at him.  Toby held on to her arm tighter, to avoid falling to the ground again.
Rythian stepped forward, to face Martyn. "Martyn! This is not you...it can't be!" He yelled, and then muttered, "My magic says you are the real Martyn anyways..."
Martyn sneered again and waltzed around the open space, twirling his sword. "Well of course I am the real Martyn! The one and only!" He bowed elegantly.
Rythian came closer. "There is good in you Martyn! I do not know where it has gone, but you HAVE to find it!
The blonde simply cocked his head. "There is no light left. Only dark."  With a quick flick of his wrist, and before he could react, Martyn slashed the sword in Rythian's direction. The mage attempted to stumble back, but the tip of the blade caught him across the stomach, tearing a hole in his cloak and leaving a shallow gash in chest. He moaned in pain and doubled over.  Xephos rushed over to help him, but the gleaming tip of the emerald blade held at his throat told him other wise.
"Stay. Back." Martyn growled, pure green eyes glinting with hatred.
Xephos swallowed, and tried to say something. "Where is Sips?"
The corruped hero snickered. "Where do you think? He chose the better path, the path of death. He is now assisting Herobrine and Israphel as I am."
Lomadia and Toby both gasped at the same time. Martyn pondered for a second and looked down at the bleeding Rythian.
"I have a better plan. I will leave you here, lost, so your friend can die a slow death, and you wil be alive longer to witness the destruction of the earth. That seems good to me."  Martyn sneed, and a small cloud of dark began to gather. Within the blink of an eye, he was gone.
Xephos and Lomadia rushed over to help Rythian while Toby stood, no tears left to cry, staring at the spot where Martyn once stood. He sat on the ground and curled up into a ball. He began crying, but without tears, and muttering to himself. "Martyn...my best friend....my shoulder to cry on...my mining companion...Martyn...my partner in crime...my...my...." He shook with the last words he was about to say, staring off into the distance.
"My creeper buddy....Martyn...why did you leave me? I miss you..."
Toby closed his eyes, wishing to forget everything that had just happened.

A faint voice, inaudible to the four remaining, whispered upon the wind,
"Now the two have been purged, now all thats left is the third.
May he stay safe...if he can."
WHAT IS THE TOTAL SAPLING DEATH COUNT BY FEELS?
II

More feels
that creeper buddy
just breaks ya
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rhosmarixx's avatar
Oh dear. Duncan better run cos he's next...