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"Oh, you're awake. Wilson's not very conscious right now. Hopefully he won't die. I'm a touch busy, so you lie down for now. Rest up." He continued fending off the annoying robots. "Erised, do me a favor and tend to Wilson? We need him."

"She is in fact dead, but the retrieved her body. I managed to leave it missing a few organs, but I wouldn't be surprised if we saw her again." Entropy spat at the ground, continuing to keep the Conduits at bay. "And they said I was disrespecting the dead... Pah."

Two of the Conduits electrified themselves and lunged at Entropy. Erised floated over to Wilson.

 

"...Wilson......come on....don't you dare be dead..."

 

Erised floated inside Wilson just long enough to check for a pulse.

Erised floated over to Marcy.

 

"He's alive. I know he is."

 

The Conduits continued to attack Entropy relentlessly. WX-78, despite the damage he had taken, threw his axe to the ground and delivered a flying kick to one of the Conduits, bringing it to the ground. He landed on top of the Conduit, smashing it. A green gem among the crystal shards.

Eventually, Entropy and WX-78's combined attacks brought down the last conduit. Among the shattered crystal shards was a red gem. WX-78's charge finally wore off.

 

[SYSTEMS....NORMALIZED. DISENGAGING COMBAT PROTOCOL.]

 

A bitter silence filled the air.

".....Down there a ways......I think.....I think he needs to be left alone...."

 

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Wilson found himself in surroundings that almost seemed unfamiliar. Wood and stone-tile floorings? Candles on the walls? A house, perhaps? The familiar sights and smells of the wilderness were gone. Wilson was on the second floor of a house of some sort. He went through the nearest door, in a confused blur, and found himself inside a bathroom. Oddly well-kept. He walked over to the sink, and looked into the mirror. His face was worn with worry and distress.

 

Suddenly, he saw his visage in the mirror changing, turning into some dark mutation of his regular self.

 

"I....AM.......THE FUTURE."

 

"No.....no, it's not possible.....i'm me.....not you!"

 

"Soon, you will...hehehe.....it's only a matter of time. How far are you willing to go in the name of those you care about? And do you really care about them?....Lewis....Marcy.....and the others? Do you fear for their safety because of the truth of their character? Or for what experiences you could get off of them if they continued to live?"

 

"........Both."

 

"HAH! A glorious half-truth! I will have you!"

 

Suddenly, the floor collapsed, sending Wilson plummeting back into darkness.

 

Darkness.

 

The memories of what had just happened ringed in his mind.

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And pain. A deep, dark, sharp, stinging pain, all over his body as he returned to Marcy and the others. Shattered ribs, lacerations, internal bleeding and bruises. All of the pain returning to him all in one fell swoop. He stifled a scream of agony, then immediately vomited up a fresh round of blood.

 

( EDIT: The hell? Why is s  p  i  c  k  censored? )

Edited by Silentdarkness1

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