WOOHOO, TENTH CHAPTER, villain reveal, y'all probably guessed it lol

"My fallen ally, my betraying slave, I wondered whether anything can make this enpty pit I call life worse. Walking with a limp, I attempted to run, I hoped for a response from my weakening legs, a gallop, a trot, anything. My face was buried and bathed in my blood, I had no intention of wiping it off.

My eyes went blank, my breath went cold, I kept walking with half my guts hanging out, gun in one hand, fist in the other. My skin felt stiff and my knees were aching, my jaw felt loose. I tried to let out a dash or a sprint, and I fell on my chest. Hitting the ground, I rested my head on my arm.

I felt the damp dirt cover up my face as I slowly closed my mouth, noticing how dry my lips were.  I wondered how I wasn't dead yet. I rested my body on the muddy ground for a few seconds to take in the pain. I struggled to cough and struggled to move. Ah, yes, one last thing that's making my life worse, my failing organs.

Frankly, I didn't give a damn crap about my life right now. All I wanted to do at the moment was to keep going towards those bastards. I eventually attempted lifting my arm, trying to stand up. I used my hand to push the weight of my body higher. Falling back down, I buried my nose in the dirt. My vision was awfully blurry, I couldn't see properly and my cheeks were painted red. 

I rolled to my side, thinking about what I was supposed to do at the moment, I wanted to rest, letting the cold air sink into my skin. I wanted to go find that useless piece of garbage and that braided little punk. I had two options, I could run, or I could stay. I thought to myself with pity and disappointment in my eyes, 'I want to stay.'.

God knows how long I'm gonna last, in just a few days, my flesh would be rotting on my bones. I knew that it was now or never, I had to find those bastards who got away. I better start chasing when I could still stand. Although, I still wasn't sure if I could do it. I couldn't move much, ants are moving faster than me. I was breathing heavily and harshly, coughing up blood. I wasn't going to waste my last few days lying on the ground.

The thing was, I wanted to stay, I wanted to stay here. What if... I just didn't mind wasting my last few days lying on the ground? What if I didn't want to run? What if I wanted to stay? I wanted to stay. I turned over, lying on my back. Huffing and panting like an old dog, I watched my chest rise up and down.

I'm going to stay, no, I'm going to run, but I didn't think I could. My body was pinned to the ground, I honestly couldn't figure if it was best for me to get up. Unlike him, I was loyal, I had no good reason for being loyal, but I just was. The minute I looked at Laurel, I couldn't look away. She gave me something, she gave me a purpose in life. Is it not reasonable to grant her whatever she wishes in return? The day she died, I knew that I had to avenge her death. 

Even without her, I still had the purpose she gave me. The only difference was, I actually had independence, to think, Laurel gave me that, the second she died. I didn't think I would be independent, knowing the fact that Tyler and I were meant to be equal partners. I was forced to treat him like our former master would, since he wasn't loyal.

Even though Tyler always did what he was told, he only did it because he enjoyed making others suffer. He hated Laurel torturing him but he didn't care. He was able to act like a beast and get away with it without anyone judging. Being a human-hyde hybrid was a surprise at first, but meeting Laurel gave him an opportunity to act like the monster he really is.

Although, he never cared about Laurel, he didn't see the bright side of being her slave. He hated her with everything. Unlike me, he never realized what our master gave us, the only reason he obeys was that he enjoyed the many unnecessary deaths, the killing, everything. 

He was a monster inside and out, he liked being the way he is and he never gave a crap about the one person we should have been grateful for. I didn't get why he never saw that if it weren't for her, we never would've gotten this far in our lives. I never understood him, and I don't think I ever will.

There are many differences between the two of us. Loyalty was the biggest. He didn't see her like I did, he didn't think of her like I did, and he clearly wasn't as grateful as I was. I loved our master for giving us purpose in life, he didn't see it. Call me glass half full, but he only saw the down side of it. We were tortured, we suffered, but it didn't mean a thing, at least not to me.

I didn't understand why he was against Laurel, why he was against someone who gave us something so meaningful and was keeping us alive. We suffered for a damn good reason, we were dogs, pets. We had to remain loyal to our master, she owned us, how does it not make sense for her to treat us the way she wants to? Either way, it surely didn't make sense to him.

Frankly, it never mattered to me, she was our master, I was meant to obey, it wasn't like she didn't give us anything in return. Without her, what are we? I clenched my hands into fists. I rolled over, lying on my chest again. I thought about Laurel, I thought about avenging her death, if I succeed, I wouldn't think that anyone would be willing to avenge mine.

I thought to myself, there was no way, no way I'm making it out alive before I have that goth braided brat dead at my hands. I would feel like a failure if I don't at least try. What hurt wasn't my betraying ally or my failing organs, what hurt was the fact that no matter how wrong I thought it was, I still wanted to stay. I couldn't run anymore, I didn't even think about standing up. 'Yoko, you useless piece of trash, get the hell up.' 

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The hell was that? It was the last voice I wanted to hear, to think, I was just about to stop breathing, that sentence cannot be the last stupid words I hear. They just can't. I lifted my head, looking up. It was the last person I wanted to see at the moment. Oh, to hell with him, the last person I waned to see was standing there, saying the last words I wanted to hear. 

'Yoko, you useless piece of trash, get the hell up.'. The sky was getting dark, it wasn't even exactly night time yet and I was already pissed. That damn beast who nearly ripped me apart, chewed me open and sucked me inside out. My table turning former ally, the monster, the hyde. Stupid Tyler, I wanted to get to you, just not now. 

I grunted. Looking at him, I figured that 'Yoko, you useless piece of trash, get the hell up' couldn't be the last words I hear, so it wouldn't be a bad idea to encourage conversation. Even though I was looking at him, I still wasn't making eye contact. I looked up with my head resting on my arm. 

'Why,' I began to say, 'Why were you never as loyal as I was?' Laurel, our master, gave us purpose in life, she never attempted to kill us, if anything, she kept us alive and stopped us during suicidal attempts. We suffered for sure, we were tortured, but can't he name one thing that he might have been grateful for? 

'Being with Laurel had it's benefits, but there was always something missing every time we were with her.' He told me. I rolled my eyeballs out of my head, that bastard was never satisfied, was he? I began to speak, 'Everything was great when we were with her, surely, you enjoyed ending our victims' lives painfully. Why did you run away after she died?'

He looked down at me, 'I did it,' he began, 'I did it because I finally had a choice.' I felt my eyebrow rising, I was still furious that he interrupted my moment of silence, but I was curious about what he was about to say. 'I wasn't free to leave when Laurel was still alive, I was horrified by her needles and poisoning. When she died, she left me with an opponent who I could beat, she left me with you. I was easily freed, I had a choice, I could escape the infinite suffering.'.

He truly wasn't wrong. I didn't know what to think, he may have had a point. My eyelids fell halfway across my eyes. 'Yoko, when was the last time you had a choice?' He asked me, it was a question I couldn't answer. I honestly could not remember the last time I had a choice. I certainly didn't want to admit it, but the last time I had a choice was probably before I met our master.

'See? How long has it been?' He continued as I stupidly kept trying to remember. 'Hey, now, you can finally do something that I wasn't able to do when she was still alive, you can look on the bright side.'. I hated hearing those damn words, I didn't have a choice at the moment, I had no idea what he meant. 'What's on the bright side?'

'Yoko, you finally have a decision to make, and this time, you actually have a choice.' He said, I didn't have anything to think, I didn't have anything to say. What was the decision I had to make? 'You want to keep going, you want to get Wednesday, but you don't know if you can and you surely don't know if you want to. You can run or you can stay, you're on your own this time, you have a choice.' 

He was right, I could run or I could stay, but there was something tha he was wrong about, I knew what I wanted, I wanted to stay. Laurel was dead, master was dead, she still is, I could make any choice I wanted. For the first time in a really long time, I had a choice, I could do whatever I wanted and here I am, dying in the forest, sinking into the mud.

For some reason, I refused to believe those words. 'I don't have a choice,' I told him, 'I'll admit it, I never had a choice when she was alive, but if I don't avenge her death, it'll haunt me for as long as I live. Right now, the only choice I have is to run.' I was right, no matter how much I wanted to stay, I had to run, Laurel will always be my master, dead or alive.

He chuckled, he chuckled annoyingly, 'If you don't think you have a choice, then why are we having this conversation?' I looked at him, baffled, and started to talk 'What do you mean? You walked up to me and I didn't want the last words I hear to be 'Yoko, you useless piece of trash, get the hell up.', I don't get it.'

He smiled, he smiled a smile that I haven't seen in a very long time because I have never seen him smile, 'Turn around, you idiot.' He said. I felt extremely annoyed, why on earth would he tell me to turn around. 'I'm lying on the ground and I doubt that I can get up.' I replied. I used my unsteady arms to pull myself higher. I looked behind me, hearing Tyler say 'Turn around again.' I turned, he was gone, Tyler was gone.

I was awfully confused. Oh- oh. I get it now, I get it, I felt myself laughing faintly, it was nice talking to him, it was nice talking to someone who wasn't even there, damn it, I should have known that it was too good to be true, as if I could get up, my arms weren't even shaking at the moment. It's painful, but it's nice.

***

Lying in the dirt once again, this time, it didn't feel as nice. I could run, I could stay and for sure, I certainly knew that for the first time ever, I had a choice. I knew what I wanted, but I knew what I should have done. I wanted to stay, I had no idea what I was supposed to do. I wanted and needed a decision that I wouldn't regret." 

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Unknown narrator narrating: Wednesday wasn't too eager to call anyone or go anywhere, she honestly didn't think it was possible for her to keep Tyler around, he was going to leave them and head back to who she called"the one in pain" for her own sake. She wanted him to stay, she wanted him to stay with her, Bianca and somehow Enid.

She calmly convinced the rest of the group to let the four stay in that spot with the abandoned car for just a few days longer. What really hurt her was that she didn't know when Tyler was going to leave. That's what she hated about people, they might have been easy to read, but you'd never know when they'd come and go.

Somehow, Wednesday still thought that Tyler couldn't understand the fact that she was practically begging, praying and pleading for the slightest chance of them together the minute she dies, she wanted to die with him. It was the reason she came to the forest, she wanted to find him and lie on the ground waiting for him to tear him apart.

At least they were able to spend the night with each other, and who knows how long it will be until Tyler runs off to Yoko in order to screw up whatever the hell that demon was planning, it didn't exactly matter, though. Without paying much attention to it, Wednesday still had feelings for him, but disappointedly, Tyler never felt a thing for her.