Trigger Warning: Mentions of torture and blood and all that stuff. Preston is one sadistic guy.

Virgils energy lashed out sending Patton flying into the wall and knocking the other two traits onto the floor.

Roman immediately jumped up and tackled Virgil to the floor, ignoring the way the energy crashed into him painfully.

Logan crawled over to Patton in a state of blind panic. He'd seen Patton hit his head on the wall and sure enough there was a thin stream of blood trickling down the side of his head. Logan closed his eyes and tried to focus on healing Patton, his concern making it more difficult to concentrate.

"Get off of me!" Virgil shrieked, struggling to extract himself from Roman who was gritting his teeth in pain from where both the energy and Virgil were lashing out at him.

"You need to calm down! It's not Pattons fault and even if it was you shouldn't attack him!" Roman shouted, wincing as Virgils energy whipped across his face.

Patton had an emotionless expression on his face, barely noticing the head injury Logan was attempting to heal.

His eyes were locked onto where Virgil and Roman were wrestling on the floor. He felt he deserved whatever Virgil did to him because everything was his fault. There were so many instances where he could have done something which would have prevented all the disasters that had happened.

Patton switched his gaze over to Logan. He'd suffered so much and so needlessly. Everything Preston had done to him was all Pattons fault.

Maybe if he'd helped Thomas intervene with Tristan then things would have been different or maybe if he'd just made more of an effort with Logan he could have prevented Preston getting to him.

Patton closed his eyes as he thought about what Virgil had said. He'd removed those memories and convinced himself it was the only way but in reality he'd been lying to himself. He knew removing the memories would be a bad idea but it had been the easiest way to stop Virgils breakdowns.

Virgils breakdowns had effected Thomas so badly in the first two weeks that his emotions instantly shifted to the negative side which would overwhelm Patton. Patton wasn't used to so many negative emotions and it took a lot out of him to try and battle through the bad moods.

That was mostly why he removed the memories. It was the easy way out. He didn't want to go through the long process of fighting the anger, fear and sadness. He was a coward and a hypocrite.

As Pattons thoughts reached this conclusion Thomas let out a whimper and slumped against the banister, his eyes closed as he tried to control his thoughts.

Virgils energy suddenly stilled as he had a thought. "We need to go help Jacob!" he gasped out, ceasing his struggling and fixing Roman with a worried expression.

Roman frowned in confusion at Virgils sudden change in attitude "What?"

Virgil shot a look at Logan who had inhaled sharply and repeated himself. "We need to go help Jacob! He's all alone with Preston."

Roman stood up, letting go of Virgil but making sure he was close enough to grab him if he tried to attack Patton again.

"We've already spent long enough arguing, we need to get back immediately." Logan said, equally as worried.

Logan pushed himself to his feet and reached a hand out to help Patton up. Patton looked at his hand and slowly accepted it.

"Let's go help him then, maybe I can make up for all the things that I've caused to happen." Patton murmured, his eyes on the floor avoiding the other traits.

Roman and Logan tried to come up with something to say but Virgil exclaimed "Let's go already!" and sunk down, forcing them to follow.
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Preston could sense Deciet tiring because the wall was starting to make grating and creaking sounds. He smiled and pressed a hand against the wall, pushing slightly and laughing as he felt the wall start to give.

After a few more seconds the doors reappeared and Preston threw them open. He looked up and down the corridor with a grin and pulled out his phone. He dialled Deciets number and followed the sound of the ringtone.

"That was quite the little trick, shame you're too weak to keep it up." Preston taunted loudly as he stalked through the lounge and down a familiar corridor.

He let out a chuckle as he recognised the room Deciet had tried to hide himself in. "it seems fitting that you should choose this room to hide in, considering it's where I was reformed in the first place."

He blasted the door open and entered the emotion room with a smirk as he saw Deciet huddled in the corner trying to turn his phone off, his eyelids drooping with exhaustion.

"Get..... Away..." Deciet panted as even speaking was too much for him.

Preston laughed while hanging up and leant against one of the walls, causing it to darken rapidly. "Aw, has the little snake run out of energy? What a shame, I was looking forward to a good fight but I guess I can settle for an easy kill."

"Fuck....... You...." Deciet managed to growl out before slumping over, passed out from fatigue.

Preston cackled and approached Deciet, blade in hand. He tilted his head thoughtfully as he tried to work out what he wanted to do first.

He was going to savour this because he hadn't really had much time for anything too elaborate before. Plus Deciet had been a huge annoyance throughout his time in Thomas's mind.

He knelt down and hovered the blade over Deciets face, lightly touching the tip to his skin and causing tiny cuts as he tried to figure out what he was going to do.

Preston began digging the blade into Deciets cheek, gauging a jagged line from his cheekbone down to his chin. Blood gushed out and Preston repeated this several times until he was sure the cut was deep enough.

He suddenly smirked as he got a brainwave and raised the knife over Deciets normal eye before stabbing it down violently.

Preston let out a sigh of satisfaction, pulling the blade out with a deranged grin as blood surged out of Deciets eye socket and the deep gash on his face until a large pool formed on the floor.

He inhaled deeply, the familiar tang of blood making him giggle slightly. He was about to plunge the blade into Deciets other eye when the door burst open and he felt himself get thrown across the room.

His knife flew out of his hand and he hit the wall with a groan of pain, glaring over at the people standing in the doorway.

Virgil rushed in, his expression full of rage as he glared back at Preston. Logan and Roman quickly ran over to Deciet and carried him out of the room, shuddering at the sight of Deciets bloody eye.

Preston got back to his feet, wincing as he jolted his injuries.

"Why must you always ruin my fun? I was just getting started." Preston said and started edging closer to where his knife had landed.

"You will not touch him again!" Virgil growled, his eyes blazing with anger but keeping his energy in, well aware of being in the emotions room and not willing to cause anymore damage to Thomas.

Preston laughed as he realised Virgils predicament. "You say that but we both know you can't do anything. You can't stop me from doing.... This!" Preston snatched up his knife and jammed it straight into the wall.

The whole mindspace shook and a scream of agony rang out through the corridors as a large ugly crack began stretching up the wall.

Virgils face was one of horror as he registered what Preston had done but before he could do anything Preston disappeared.

Virgil quickly rushed out of the room and found Patton in the corridor slumped on the floor gasping for breath. Although Virgil was pissed at Patton he didn't want him dead anymore so he crouched down and tried to comfort him.

"What happened?" Roman asked, his voice full of fear as he came round the corner.

"Preston stabbed his knife through the wall in the emotions room and then disappeared! Pattons gone into shock and I have no idea what effect it might have had on Thomas but I'm pretty sure that scream wasn't Patton." Virgil blurted out his hands shaking as he tried to get Pattons attention.

"Logans busy healing Deciet in the lounge but I can go check on Thomas while you try and snap Patton out of it." Roman said, and when Virgil nodded he quickly left, hoping with all his heart that Thomas was OK.

Uh oh, what's going to happen next? Is Thomas OK? Where did Preston disappear to? I guess you'll just have to wait until tomorrows chapter ;)

Also I've created a little collage thing of stuff that's basically a Preston mood board