Alex was determined to save everyone, unless perhaps himself, since it wasn't really important to the boy anyways. He didn't want to play hero, or enter things he was never supposed to be into, he didn't want anyone to find out and immediately scream at him, then send him home for misbehaving and risking his life in such way. He didn't need someone shouting about how reckless his attitude was ending up to be, and how he should have never even thought of that. The thought of dying to save the only people who mattered to him should have never crossed his young mind.

He tried to push the voices in his head away, tried to make them disappear, leave him alone to concentrate in his main plan, but he had to admit, it was turning out to be a hard task. They were just too loud to ignore, too honest, too rude, too cruel. They were showing options of everything that might happen to him, hundreds of different ways he could get killed, hundreds of ways it could hurt him more than it would do previously.

What if someone dies because of you? Don't you know your parents, kid? Don't you know they would die to save you? Don't you realize you can end up ruining everything? What if they die for you? What will you do? How you will live with knowing that if only you had been smarter, they wouldn't be buried under the ground?  Your sister will hate you forever. Everyone will hate you forever. Can you take that, kid?

I can't give up now! He told himself, though the voices kept on mumbling, on whispering, on claiming how he would ruin everything, how he would get his parents killed, how he would go back to the orphanage and Adalynn would hate him forever. Shut up! None of you are real, and you're lying. You're lying. I'm not going back to that place. Everything is going to happen just as my plan says so.

If you are so confident about it, then why bother me?  You can get rid of me, Alex, but you won't, right?  Are you sure you're not scared of dying? How will your parents feel if you die? This is a one-way trip, kid, there is no turning back. Someone will die. Someone has to die.

No one is going to die! Alex stopped for a few seconds, when he finally came to realize, he wasn't talking to himself. Those weren't the regular voices in his head, the voices that always told him what to do, and always convinced him that he could make it, that he could survive, and that things would, eventually, get better. He attempted, giving his best, not to tremble, not to trip on the tall trees, as he carefully walked inbetween them, trying to see where his parents were, where he was, and mostly, where he was going.

"Who are you?" He asked out loud, the doubt killing him inside, he needed to know what kind of terrible thing was inside his head. 

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Gleeful was giving his best to keep himself and Will safe, though it was showing to be a very difficult task. He was ready to attack anyone or anything, he was ready to give his blood to protect Will.

He knew he was fighting with more people, he knew he should probably be caring for the others as well, that was the right thing to do. And though he was worried anyone could die, Will was, surely, priority.

Footsteps started becoming closer, closer and closer by each second that passed. It was almost possible to listen to their accelerate heartbeats.

Will shook in fear, trying to keep the desperate tears inside, he couldn't cry, he couldn't move, he couldn't even think.

The figure showed up, from behind a tall tree, and when it finally came to the light, it stared directly into Will's eyes, and the blue-haired couldn't believe anything, he rubbed his eyes, trying to escape whatever disturbed reality that one was. When he realized it wasn't a joke, when he realized it was real, he allowed all of the tears to run feel, before screaming as loud as he possibly could.

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It's been a long time, right guys?
I missed writing these.
(Also, I let out some tips of the end of the fanfic in the other chapters, and I dare you to find it!)
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