// Durning this chapter please listen to a cover of Every Breath You Take. Thank you. Also AHHAHAHAHA THANK YOU FOR ALL THE READS AND VOTES! Please please PLEASE comment what you think, what I should do next and as always ENJOY MY LITTLE WARRIORS!

Bendy watched as Alice walked alone. It was three months ago that Aaron came into the world. As a roach. Alice paid no attention to him anymore. All she cared about was Aaron. He also noticed Alice never walked alone anymore.

He walked in front of her, smiling, although it was fake. "Hello, Doll. Where is Aaron?" She giggled. "Oh, he's recording again." "Is he alone?" Alice nodded. "Yeah. He said he had a special surprise for me." Alice said skipping away. Bendy narrowed his eyes, the ink spilling into them. He felt himself grow, no more the playful Bendy he once was. He laughed looking at the Ink Henry had not cleaned up. He smirked and leaned over the puddles. "Rise." He said. The ink moved and created the Ink monsters. He laughed insanely as he walked down the hall, to where the recording studio lay. "Oh Aaron." He purred demonically. The angel looked up at him. "Bendy?" He asked, stepping out. Bendy nodded and stepped forward. "You took M Y girl away from me." Aaron gasped. "Your girl? She was never yours. She hates you. Bendy, listen to me, Alice loves me and I love her. End of story. Do you really want her to hate you?" Bendy shook his head. "There." Bendy looked up before down. "She won't be mad that I got rid of someone so vile as you." He raised his claw like hand and sent ink like spears toward the male. Aaron, spread his wings and jumped to avoid them. "A fight?" Bendy nodded. "For Alice." "Too the death?" "To the death." Aaron smiled. "Fine." He said, running up to Bendy and throwing him toward the door. Bendy landed and got up, creating the Ink monsters. "Attack." He cried. The monsters slowly made their way over to the male, growling. Aaron sliced one open, and attempted to do it again, but was held down. "Bendy!" A voice cried out. Bendy ignored it, attempting to kill his very enemy. He created a spear again.

He brought it down.

It struck.

But I didn't strike Aaron. It struck....