TRIGGER WARNINGS : TALKS ABOUT ALL THE FOLLOWING — mental/physical/verbal abuse, gore, rape, sexual assault, basically a bunch of yandere abusive relationship stuff, lots of depressive and self deprecating talk,

ALL ABOARD THE ANGST TRAIN
YALL GOT A ONE WAY TICKET TO ANGSTY HELL AND THERE'S NO GOING BACK
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Virgil POV
We all watched, just staring at each other in horror as the song ended.  I recognized some of the lyrics from All the Angels by My Chemical Romance.

Slowly, Wylan's fingers started twitching.  Then another ripple of blue grey electricity shot across his body. 

He jolted and suddenly his eyes flew open.  He blinked a few times, slowly flexing his mechanical parts.  His eyes narrowed on Logan, who was in front of him.

"You aren't Izzy..."  He mumbled, his voice had a mechanical undertone but it was still a delicate and soft voice.  Reminded me vaguely of Evan's voice.

"Who's Izzy?"  Asked Logan.  Wylan blinked slowly again, seeming to be trying to process everything. 

"Izzy...Insanity,"  He mumbled again, looking at all of us.  "My...well for lack of a better term, boyfriend of sorts."

"Do you mean...Corruption?"  Roman asked slowly, a look of disgust on his face. 

"He's actually calling himself that dorky ass name?"  Wylan mumbled, shaking his head slowly. 

"What?"  Mumbled Evan, looking up slowly from where he was laying on the couch.  He was severely decreasing in health again.  Starting to look like just a lump of bones and skin again. 

"WHALE PE-"  Remus started to yell, but Deceit slammed a hand over his mouth to shut him up. 

"Oh dear,"  Wylan mumbled, recoiling slightly.  He moved off the table, moving surprisingly softly and easily for a having a metal leg.  "You're friend is very sick."

"Your highness..."  Mumbled the Parasite, not raising his head to look at Wylan.  "They're just doing there job..."

Wylan looked at the parasite as if he was just noticing it.  He had a blank expression. 

"Don't call me that,"  Was all he said before walking over to Evan.  Wylan stopped next to Evan making him flinch. 

"This might hurt,"  He mumbled before putting a hand over Evan's back. 

"Go home,"  Wylan said in a commanding voice.  "You are relieved of your duties."

Then Evan started screaming.  Agonizing pain filled screams.  He arched his back and that's when a parasite tendril poked out of his back.  It was quickly followed by about five more. 

Evan screamed and kept struggling, obviously in a lot of pain.  Slowly but surely, the parasites crawled out of Evan. 

As the parasites left Evan, they seemed to disappear into thin air.  Wylan smiled softly at Evan who had relaxed.  Then Wylan turned back to us. 

"Where am I?"  He asked.  We all just looked at him in shock.  He just...He literally just got all the parasites out of Evan.  He...saved Evan.

Wylan was a little too close to me for my liking.  Something about him unsettled me and made me anxious.  I slipped my hand in Roman's, his holding mine tightly in response.  He seems as put off by Wylan as I am.

"The Light Mind Palace,"  Logan answered.  At this, Wylan's mouth dropped open in pure shock.  Tears and an unexplainable happiness filled his eyes.

"Free?"  He mumbled, his eyes darting to the door. 

"From Corruption, as of now yes,"  Logan answered, the only of us not loosing our minds because of Wylan. 

Without another word, Wylan bolted to the door.  He pulled it open as quickly as humanly possible and practically threw himself outside. 

We all followed, eager to see what he was doing.  I followed Roman out of the house, making sure to keep my hand in his. 

Above, dark storm clouds started gathering.  Wylan threw himself at the ground, instantly starting to cry.  Then Thomas staggered a bit, reaching out for Patton. 

"Woah,"  Thomas mumbled as tears filled his eyes.  "I feel really sad all the sudden."

Suddenly, three blue grey bolts of lightening arced down from the clouds.  We all jumped, a few of us letting out shocked screams. 

The bolts landed perfectly around Wylan and then more blue grey sparks covered his skin.  Lightening continued to rain down around Wylan as he ran his hands over the dirt. 

I watched in shock silence.  Even Logan was too shocked for words.  Until someone broke the silence.

"He can control lightening,"  Deceit breathed.  "Just like Corruption."

"What the hell?"  Logan muttered.  Slowly, the lightening came to a stop. 

Wylan was shaking, a few grey blue sparks dancing over his skin.  He let out a long sigh. 

"It's been so long,"  Wylan whispered.  "I haven't been outside in eleven years.  I was last awake two months and nine days ago. I haven't felt lightening in eleven long years..."

We all have each other shocked looks again.  Wylan was just taking deep breaths, his eyes wide and tear filled. 

"What the hell are you?"  Remy asked, making Wylan freeze up.

"An abomination,"  Wylan said slowly.  "A freak.  A mistake.  A cyborg.  Not human." 

"Well now I don't know much about you yet,"  Patton said, stepping forwards to place a comforting hand on Wylan's shoulder.  "But I'm sure you aren't any of those things."

"You don't even know who I am,"  Wylan muttered. 

"Well who the hell are ya then?"  Remy asked, clearly frustrated and confused. 

"Wylan.  I used to be a trait.  I'm Sadness."  He said, standing back up to face us. 

"Okay, nice to meet you Wylan,"  Thomas told him.  "But what are you?"

"It's a long story,"  He said, his hands sparking over again. 

"How are you doing that?"  Logan asked, motioning to the sparks.

"Izzy taught me how,"  He explained.  "Anyone can do it, but it helps if you're a darker trait."

"Wait wait wait,"  Roman said, shaking his head.  "You mean to tell me that Corruption's lightening, that is extremely scary, can be controlled by anyone in Thomas's mind?"

"Yes,"  Wylan said.  "But like I said, it helps to be a darker trait,"  Then he pointed at me.  "You have the most in you."

Shock filled me.  I glanced over at Roman who had the same look on his face.  Then I looked back at Wylan. 

"I don't know who any of you are except Thomas,"  Wylan told us.  "Please introduce yourselves?"  He said it as more of a question then statement. 

"How about we go back inside and get out of this storm,"  Patton said, reminding us of the raging thunderstorm above us. 

"Yes, lets,"  Thomas said, hurrying us all back into the mindpalace.  We all crowed in the living room.  Deceit sat next to the still unconscious Quinn. 

"I'm Logan,"  Logan started.  "Thomas's Logic."

"I'm Patton,"  Patton said cheerily.  "I'm Thomas's Morality!"

"I am Creativity!"  Declared Roman.  "But Roman is my name." 

"Remus,"  Remus said lowly.  "Dark Creativity."

"Deceit,"  Deceit stated calmly, used to the weird looks he'd get because of his half snake face now.  Wylan looked uncomfortably at Dee.

"You can calm me Remy babes,"  Remy said with a smirk.  "I'm Sleep."

"My name is Dr. Emile Picani or Empathy!"  Emile said happily.  "Do you how do?"

"What?"  Wylan said, a confused look on his face. 

"The guy you saved is Evan,"  Remus said, pointing to Evan.  "He's Innocence."

"My boyfriend if Quinn, or Doubt,"  Deceit said, motioning to Quinn..  "But he is currently unconscious at the moment."

"I'm Anxiety,"  I said last.  "Name's Virgil, but you can call me Virge for short."

"Oh my god you're Virgil?"  Wylan asked, his eyes wide again.

"Yes that's me,"  I said slowly, not liking the sudden attention.  Wylan darted forwards, surprisingly quick on his feet. 

He grabbed my hands and held them in his.  He had a look of pure grief on his face. 

"I'm so so so so so so sorry for what Izzy did to you,"  He told me.  "It's all my fault.  I'm really sorry."

"How's if your fault?"  Roman asked, glaring at my hands being held by Wylan. 

"Because I'm Sadness, which is like Depression.  And that's what you used to be.  That's why you're his favorite Pet.  Because we act similarly.  You were everything he couldn't have with me."  Wylan explained, tears in his eyes. 

"Oh,"  Was all I could say. 

"I'm so sorry,"  Wylan cried.  "It's my fault that you and Doubt were always taken.  You two reminded him of me.  I'm the reason he makes you wear the stupid dresses."  Wylan's hand moved from mine and tightened on the skirt of his tutu.  "He's makes you guys wear dresses because I wear dresses."

No one said anything.  Suddenly a lot of things were starting to make sense. Then Patton moved towards Wylan, arms out for a hug.

But Wylan jumped backwards and fell to the ground, his key clanking against the ground.  Hands over his head and shaking, sparks going over his body in a protective manor.  This was a position we were all too familiar with.  Wylan thought Patton was going to hit him.

Emile instantly became the therapist he was and sat down next to Wylan.  He didn't touch Wylan but was close enough to him to show we meant him no harm. 

"Wylan did...Izzy hit you a lot?"  Emile questioned him softly. 

"Maybe,"  Wylan whispered.

"I need you to tell me the truth,"  Emile told him. 

"I don't know,"  He mumbled, his hands twisting into his skirt again.  "I don't know the truth."

"Well what did he do to you?"  Emile asked. 

"What didn't he do,"  Wylan looked like he would start crying at any second again.  "But he loves me.  So it's okay, right?  He loves me...he doesn't mean what he does and says.  Every time after he does anything he'll hold me and tells me he loves me.  He promises he's doing this for us...for me...that he loves me.  That he doesn't mean it." 

I felt a little bit of panic go through me.  I remember being in a mindset like that when I was under Corruption's control. 

"What makes you think he loves you?"  Emile asked, obvious concern written across his face. 

"Well he says it,"  Wylan said defensively.  But that was all he could think of.  "Well...he took care of me."

"I need you to tell me what he did to you,"  Emile said.  "Did he abuse you in any way?  Hit you?  Assault you?  Degrade you? Beat you? Yell at you? Rape you?"

Wylan nodded slowly with everything Emile listed.  I felt my heart breaking for him. 

"If you are able to talk about it,"  Emile asked.  "What was be worst thing he did."

"Turned me into this...metal freak,"  Wylan muttered angrily.  "He cut out my heart."

"What?"  Emile breathed out.  Wylan tapped his chest right above where his heart would be. 

"I wanted to leave Izzy when he started turning more mean and scary.  He wouldn't let me.  Eventually, he just cut out my heart.  Replaced it with a clock and this stupid key.  He's obsessed with me and was willing to take out my heart so I could never love anyone ever again."  Wylan burst into tears at that. 

We all looked at him in shocked silence.  Does he really not have a heart?  I could practically see the gears turning in Logan's eyes as he tried to understand what Wylan was saying. 

"Is...Is that why you have metal limbs?"  Emile asked gently.

"No, these are punishments."  Wylan said.  He tapped his arm leg.  "The first time I tried to run, he cut off my leg so I couldn't dance anymore."  Then he tapped his metal forearm.  "When I used my lightening to defend myself.  He cut off my arm and locked me inside so I couldn't call on it."  Then he tapped his metal shoulder.  "This was just because he wanted to.  He wanted to know how far he could change me without destroying me."

Everyone was back to a shocked silence again. No one knew what to say to something like that. Who the hell cuts off the limbs of their lover and replaces them with metal as a punishment?!

"Wylan, that is not a healthy relationship at all," Emile told him. "You're in an abusive relationship and Corruption doesn't love you."

"Yes he does," Wylan argued. "He used to at least... He used to be really nice and caring and loving but..."

"But then he changed," Emile finished for him. "The way he shows you love is not love at all."

"He doesn't mean it," Wylan argued.

"Tell me Wylan," Emile said. "Are you happy to be away from Corruption?" Wylan hesitated a bit.

"Yes..." He mumbled, obviously ashamed of the answer.

"Can you explain how your relationship with him worked?" Emile asked, writing something down in his little notebook.

"I'm asleep most of the time until he wants me awake. Usually it's only for sex or because he's angry and has no one to take it out on," Wylan said. "I wasn't allowed to leave. But he took good care of me. Made sure I was comfortable, had enough food and so on. But I do remember lots of executions because Izzy would kill anyone that talked about me, said my name, talked to me or looked at me in any way."

"I did not take Corruption to be a fucking yandere," Remy laughed. Emile glared at his boyfriend, making him shut up.

"Do you want to go back to Corruption?" Emile asked.

"No," Wylan said. "But he'll come for me. He won't stop till he has me again."

"Don't worry," Emile told him with a smile. "You're safe here."