Where's our Elliot?

by MilkshakeMaster

Summary:

Elliot has been taken by the Specter with the intention of being tortured and is replaced with a clone. The other slowly start to notice what's wrong. When they figure it out, they realise they need to get Elliot back. But how?

Hello guys, just a little edit here. This fic going to be slightly different to what other people and this theory is online. In this case, however, it's about how the Specter gets sick and tired of him, there's theorys about how elliot the entire time was actually a clone and didn't just get swapped out. If anyone would or is planning to make a fic on that due to it being a similar topic please let me know as I'd be interested in reading it.

Notes:

Tell me how to tag this and my toenail is yours (joke...) just tell me how

Chapter 1: The beginning

All seemed fine, well fine enough. To the survivors, everything wasn't. Being brought here alone was enough to make it not fine. Being stripped away from loved ones, a life they once knew, normalicy as they had come to form a grasp of it. But now it was forcefully taken away. Ripped from their unsuspecting hands, with a laugh from a creature to unearthly to be deciphered.

To the Specter? It had grown bored. Maybe bored wasn't the right word. Anger? Perhaps. The survivors had gotten into a rhythm. Or at least, that's what it thought. The group had gotten better at working together, not that it was a bad thing necessarily, but it had gotten too fine, too normal. And that's what angered it.

Maybe it was a certain someone who angered it.

Guest 1337? The man certainly had some toughness to him but every now and then missed his punch or block. He was very annoying to the killers, a bit too good at his job. But it wasn't enough to chip away at the content of the Specter.

007n7? No, it couldn't be him. He was a survivalist, not able to aid others. But was still a good runner, the clones and teleport given to him proved to be a challenge at times but yet again wasn't enough.

All the survivors went under the scrutiny of the Specter. Each and every one. Disected into their abilities and how troublesome they proved to be. Each getting picked at until there was one left.

Elliot.

Was it Elliot? Was it his optimistic personality? Was it his ability to help rise others spirits? Was it his determination to help others and heal them during a match?

The thought sunk into the Specter like a bullet. Yes. Yes it was. Elliot was the single thing that had been chipping away at the void the Specter had tried to enclose over them. It knew at some point everyone would fall into a slight sence of normality. A slight sense of rhythm. But not this fast. It was ONLY this fast because of a single person.

Elliot.

The backbone of the team in a way. The healer. The one determined to help others, no matter what. The one with a smile on his face and always had something positive to say. Held in very high regard by his teammates, no doubt friends. Dodging, weaving, and hiding away from the killer were like second nature to him, being a healer ment he was targeted more often than not.

But despite this. Despite everything. He still stayed strong. He stayed when no one else could. Brought light to the stray corners of the map. Brought comfort.

And that, that is what had gotten under the Specters skin, infuriated it beyond what it knew possible for a being such as itself.

It knew what had to be done.

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With a snap of its fingers, the pervious watching station vanished. Instead replaced by an empty void. And with another snap, everything became quiet because a certain someone was now infront of the Specter.

"Hello, Elliot."

Elliots head snapped up toward the source of the sound. Fear present in his eyes. Though being masked to the best of his abilities.

"Who- what do you want?"

"You know perfectly well.."

"No I don't."  He spat out. The Specter irritated him, why was he here? He was ment to help prepare for the upcoming rounds. But the Specter? Was just being a rock in his shoe, a bump in the road. A very big one at that.

"Oh Elliot. I'm tired of your optimism. Your need to help."

"But that's my job? To heal."

"I know that, however you seem to be an anomaly. I've seen how you act. I don't stand for it. Do you have anything to say?"

"No. Bring me back to the survivor cabin."

 

 

 

Silence.

 

 

"Wrong choice." The Specter said, venom dripping from every word.

Something was sent back. Someone was sent back. But it wasn't Elliot, no it was a clone. Only time would tell if his teammates noticed. 

Chapter 2: Did you get a concussion?

Summary:

The slight aftermath of the previous events

Notes:

Sorry that this is a really short chapter gang, a longer one will hopefully be on its way soon 🥹

Guest knocked on Elliots cabin door, it wasn't really like him to wake up late. But everyone had their off days, it wasn't really concerning.

"Elliot, are you up yet? The round will be starting soon."

A crash and alot of scrambling from behind the door was heard before the familiar face of Elliot appeared infront of Guest.

"Hi Guest! Sorry for being up so late, I slept in.."

"Don't worry about it."

The two found themselves talking as they made their way to the main cabin. Elliot walking slightly behind as if he didn't know where it was. Was Elliot alright? Maybe he hit his head earlier or something. Guest payed no mind to it. It was probably nothing anyway.

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As they walked into the main cabin, the pair was met with familiar faces scattered around the room. Noob and Chance were in the middle of an intense game of Uno,  Shedletsky, Dusekkar, and Taph were all taking about what seemed to be strategies and the others (sorry I'm too lazy to write allat just like imagine something 😔🙏) were hanging out in small groups.

Guest went to go sit down with 007n7 and Builderman. However, Elliot, did not. In fact he didn't even move, just stayed rooted to the spot. Frozen. He stayed there like his life depended on it, looking lost and confused. He was, instead, brought back to reality by Noob and Chance beconing him over to play Uno with them. Well not entirely, he looked around for the source if the noise but couldn't find it. (Not recognising the voices)

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"Did he forget what we sounded like?" Said Noob, a little worry evident in their voice.

"Beats me." Chance replied with a shrug before they both went back to playing the game. 

Notes:

Planned ts out and it's probably gonna have 12 chapters ✌️🥹 wish me luck I might actually just get sent off into space

Chapter 3: Round : start!

Summary:

First round with the clone of Elliot. Though, some seem to notice somethings off ..

Notes:

HELLO GANG sorry if this is a little shorter I am planning to make long chapters 🤔 but yeah

"QUICK! DUCK!" A yell pierced through the calm atmosphere of Planet Voss. Elliot ducked as a projectile of mass infection came hurtling toward the area they were in. Shedletsky rushed over and grabbed Elliots arm, dragging him away in a hurry.

"You alright there? You looked a little lost."

"Huh? Oh wait yeah.. sorry about that. I think I'm just a little out of it today..."

"That's fine, we all have our off days. But try not to get too lost in the clouds, wouldn't want ya to be dying on us would we?"

"You're right, ill go see if I can find a generator. Thank you for saving me earlier by the way."

"No problem, honestly."

And with that Elliot found his way to a generator, leaving behind a slightly confused Shedletsky. Today was certainly an off day? The man never acted like that, at least not that he'd known of. He looked too out of place, too zoned out. Was something wrong? His thoughts were cut short however, as 1x1x1x1 came sprinting towards him. Leaping up from where he was sitting he ran away to another part of the map.

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Placing the focus back on Elliot, he found his way to an incomplete generator. Squatting down next to it, he started working on fixing the wires, albeit very slowly. A contrast to his usual efficiency. Eventually, the generator was completed and when Elliot turned around, he was met with the face of Two Time.

It took him by surprise, were they watching the whole time?

"Oh! Hello Two Time, do you want a slice?"

"I am quite alright, however I believe we should find a safer area. This is relitavly open."

"Alright then, you lead the way."

Two Time had been watching from afar. Stalking if you will, but with good reason. They weren't the best with generators, they could still do them but it would be faster if someone else did them. They instead opted to make sure Elliot would be safe. However when keeping guard (albeit unknowingly to Elliot) they noticed he was going slowly. Unnaturally so. Incredibly odd, they'd protected him like this before and he was usually done a lot quicker.

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Three factors. All different. All noticed. The clone crafted by the Specter seemed to have some errors. Maybe it was having some trouble settling in. However the Specter didn't care for that fact, atleast not yet it didn't. It had busied itself with other matters and the clone simply wasn't the most pressing issue.

They would know soon.

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Two Time and Elliot made their way to a group of survivors hiding behind a wall, a dispenser neatly tucked away out of sight. They all reconvened there, the round was almost over. Only one generator left.

A shrill scream was heard as the group saw Shedletsky running away from an infuriated 1x1x1x1. He was hurt, clutching his side but still had a smug grin on his face. Elliot rushed out and threw a slice toward the man, who thankfully caught it.

"There's a bloxy cola up and to your right!" Elliot called after him as he watched Shedletsky dart away. A quick "Thank you!" was yelled before the pair disappeared. Elliot made his way back to the group, a couple of them gone to find the last generator.

Slowly the timer ticked down, second by second. Guest had run off to help Shedletsky fend of the killer, the group of Noob, Taph, and 007n7 had come back from finishing the last generator, so now all the group had to do was wait. And pray Shedletsky nor Guest died.

"1x1x1x1 seems to be extra angry today, don't ya think?" Came from Builderman.

"Yeah, but I think it's because of the fact Shed has managed to evade 'em for so long." Replied Chance.

"Hopefully he won't need another pizza anytime soon, I'm still on cooldown."

"I think he could hold off for another minute."

"Wait, there's that long left? Damn, I really wasn't paying attention."

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Soon enough, the round was over. Everyone got teleported back to the lobby, with the survivors winning. Surprisingly, everyone survived, mainly due to Shedletsky distracting the killer for so long, but hey a win is a win.

However those who'd seen Elliots abnormal actions had a small amount of food for thought. Was something up? Probably not, but the actions were strange for him even if it was an off day. 

Notes:

I have in fact NOT proof read this so uh yeah ❤️ anyway new chapter hopefully soon

Chapter 4: Round : Secondary

Summary:

Second round with our fake Elliot.

Notes:

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Another day, another round. Another killer, more pain, more hardship. Yet still no one had figured out the Spectres ruse. No one knew, though some were certainly questioning it.

Beside that, everything was alright. Someone was distracting the killer with the occasional help of the sentinels, while the rest of the group were frantically working on generators trying to lower the ever present timer.

Elliot had just barely finished one, still slow as could be. He acted like a complete noob when doing them. Though no one except Two Time knew.

Wandering (this time with more stealth and less aimlessly) around looking for a generator he heard someone call his name. He turned around and saw the face of Builderman.

"Elliot, would you mind coming with me? Noobs hurt really bad."

"Of course, sir. Where are they?"

"They're- what? You know you can call me Builderman, sir feels too formal."

"Sorry, old habits die hard."

The two quickly ran over to where Noob was. Elliot hastily handed over a slice, Noob thanking him profusely. After they were healed, the group camped out the small outcove going over possible strategies.

"If you don't mind me asking, why wouldn't you opt to use your dispenser?"

"I would've but by the time it wouldve been set up and started healing, it would've been too late for Noob. I saw you passing and figured it'd be quicker. Your pizzas do heal quite a bit too."

"I see, but that's really odd. I had no idea that Noob had been hurt. I didn't see an outline."

"R-really?" Piped up Noob, who had been doing inventory of their own items.

"I honestly didn't know, after I'd finished a generator and was looking for a new one, I hadn't seen an outline. I only knew when Builderman called me over."

"That's really o-odd. I-I wonder why?"

"I'm not sure, but we shouldn't dwell on the subject at the moment, the killer could be here at any point. This isn't the most concealed area."

So all three of them quietly crept out of the outcove, looking for another generator to complete. They eventually found one, each taking a side and completing it with relitave speed.

Another generator down, that was good. The group once again set off looking for another to complete, but then they stumbled upon Taph running for his life. Elliot immediately sprinted over and threw him a slice, leaving Noob and Builderman on their own.

"So.." Noob began.

"Why on earth could he not see your outline?" Muttered Builderman, not really to anyone.

"I-I'm not sure. C-could it possibly be- nevermind.."

"Go on, any theory's are better than none."

"Maybe it's the s-stress of the game? Or some supernatural power.."

"I'm not too sure. But you do have good points.. we should keep them in mind. Just in case."

"Y-yeah... Wait.. the r-round is almost over! That's g-good."


The round ended shortly after, spawning everyone back into the main cabin. A few people scattered around, off to practice or do their own thing. But a few people gathered together.  

Notes:

Ok guys sorry if this was short mega long chapter next time 🤔

Chapter 5: They suspect, they don't know

Summary:

The group huddle together and talk about what's going on.

Notes:

Hello guys🤔 yes I did post chapter 4 once with chapter 4 and 5 were completed... anyway enjoy 🥹

In the lobby, a small group of people had gathered together. This consisted of Shedletsky, Noob, Two Time and Chance. All huddled around a small table in the corner, hidden to the side they had one topic to discuss. What was wrong with Elliot?

"So" Shedletsky began "I think we all know why we're here. What is wrong with Elliot. He seems way to out of it to be normal."

"I agree, his actions have been.. concerning." Said Two Time.

"Everyone's noticed something right? Like it's normal to have off days every now and then but this isn't an off day. Somethings up. And that's what we need to figure out."

"But h-how would we figure out what's wrong? You have a good idea Chance but it's easier s-said than done."

"Well, we could start by talking about what we've noticed. Maybe that would help us piece together an idea."

"I can start. Last- well last last round I noticed that he'd just zoned out. But it's not in a normal way, like unresponsive almost. AND in an open area?? Elliot never really zones out. Especially not in like that atleast."

"Oh! Yes. I also have something from the round you're talking about. I was going to go do a generator but then I saw him already doing one. I would've gone up to him but as you know, I suck at them. So! Instead I opted to keep guard as I know he does generators quite speedily but, honestly, it was quite slow. Unnaturally so. It was strange."

"Now that's quite odd. What could possibly cause him to do stuff like that.."

"T-two Time, did Elliot l-look distracted at all when doing the generator?"

"No, not at all. In fact quite the opposite. He was incredibly focused but he did in a way to make it look like he'd never done a generator before."

"What??" Came from both Chance and Shedletsky.

"Something is definitely wrong." Said Shedletsky immediately after.

"Oh, wait Noob we haven't told them about earlier."

"Y-you're right.."

"What happened earlier?"

"It was really weird. So like remember how he'd woken up late, like really late that day."

"Yes..." Came from Two Time, deep in thought.

"Well, when me and Noob called him over to join us in a game of cards, he ignored us! Well, not really. Technically he had but he looked really confused on who had called for him."

"It's like h-he forgot what we sounded like!"

"Yeah! Though we had assumed it was because just disgruntled from waking up so late, it seemed important to mention it now due to everything."

"Well, whatever it is we need to do something a-about it!"

"That's the spirit Noob! Though we probably should figure out what's wrong first." Said Shedletsky clapping his hand onto their shoulder.

"I pray the Spawn will guide us through this rough patch."

"So.. now that w-we have what's been g-going on laid out. What d-do we do now?"

"Is there something affecting him? Like an illness we don't know about?"

"I think he'd trust us enough to tell us." Said an unfamiliar voice.

Everyone at the table froze like kids who'd just been caught stealing form the cookie jar. Slowly they all turned their heads and were met with Builderman.

"Is this about Elliot?"

Shedletsky cleared his throught before answering. "It is.. how long have you been standing there?"

"Only just come over." He said coming to sit down and join the table.

The group briefed him on what they'd been talking about.

"Noob, did you tell them about earlier?"
"O-oh! No I didn't, it must've slipped my mind."

"Wait, what happened earlier?" Said Chance.

"Long story short, Noob was bleeding out and I saw Elliot walking by and called him over. Thankfully he was able to heal Noob in time but when we talked about it afterward, apparently his passive ability didn't activate. He had no idea Noob had been hurt."

"WHAT??" Two Time piped up, concern lacing their voice. "I know that we have been going over small things that have been happening but Spawn if a passive ability isn't working? Something is most DEFINALTY wrong."

"I do believe someone said he didn't recognise yer voice?"

"Yeah, that was for Noob and I."

"Ah, yeah. When I was leading him over he called me 'sir'. Thought I ought to mention that. He knows he can call me Builderman."

"With a-all the evidence, what do we do with i-it?"

The group sat in silence, deep in thought. Each wondering what could possibly have lead to this outcome. No one had a clue in the slightest what they needed to do. Only that they needed to do something.

"Well, we could always start with something easy." Said Shedletsky at last.

"What do you propose?" Replied Two Time.

"We can just ask him if anythings up, because who's knows, he might just be sick."

A "That's not a bad idea." Came from Builderman and Chance and Noob agreed.

"I can go ask since it was my idea."

"I'll accompany you, then we can report back anything that happens."

"Alright then, Two Time let's go."

The two proceded to get up and look for Elliot, leaving the rest at the table so they can have a think. They walked for a short period before, unsurprisingly, finding him in the kitchen making more pizza for future rounds. They approached him and he turned around greeting them with a warm smile.

"Hey guys! Anything you need?"

"No, well yes? We've come to ask you something." Began Shedletsky.

"What is it?"

"Elliot..are you ok? As in like are you sick, or something on your mind? Or..."

"I'm fine, there's no need to worry."

"Are you sure?" Asked Two Time. "Youve been acting a little odd lately."

"I'm alright," he assured them "honestly. I think I've just been a little out of it. Like an off day, yknow?"

He took a look at the pair before continuing.

"Thank you for the concern, but there's no need. I'm alright. Sorry if I did worry you though."

"If there was anything wrong, you'd tell us right?"

He responded with a nod before heading back to working in the pizzas. The pair walked away back to the table, and reported back what had happened.

"I don't buy it." Said Chance. "There's definalty something wrong wether he knows it or not."

"Well what do you propose we do now?" Said Builderman.

"Stalk his actions, duh." 

Notes:

Ok so yeah new chatapet soon....

Chapter 6: Stakeout!

Summary:

The group stalk Elliot. Big mistake.

Notes:

No joke I did NOT expect this chapter to be so long uhh anyway enjoy guys 😁 OK WAIT RDIT HERE THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 116 KUDOS 🥹🤑

"Chance I genuinely don't know if that's the stupidest idea I've ever heard or the smartest one."

"Wha- hey! My idea would work. If he won't tell us, maybe his body language will."

"Y-you sure about-t that?"

"Hey, it's worth a shot. He seemed fine when I went with Two Time but he might just be masking it really well."

"....So it's decided then?"

"What?! No! For Spawns sake how are we going to pull of all 5 of us stalking our fellow teammate?"

"Well... do you have any better ideas..?"

Two Time let out a sigh before giving into Chances suggestion. Despite them voicing their very valid concern, the latter just responded with a 'go with the flow'. Wow, very helpful.

"Right then, should we wait a bit before we do it or like just start now." Asked Shedletsky.

"Well, he's making p-pizza right now.. and we can watch that from afar.. s-so I think we wait until he's done with that."

"That's a good idea." Said Builderman "Let's wait it out, then we follow behind."

"What would we do if he catches us staring?"

"You can say you were seeing his potential for the Spawn or something."

"Shedletsky, that implies I'm doing it alone. I will NOT be stalking him on my own, at least not with the current situation at hand."

"Well, we can just be in a group."

Chance quickly cut Two Time off before they were about to agree with a hushed whisper. "Look! He's just finished making the pizzas! Let's actually put my plan into action."

And with that, the group quietly got out of their seats following Chance's lead as he crept out from behind the corner the group was situated in.

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Elliot washed all the dishes used in the process of making pizza. It was quite calming, even if it was in a makeshift hell. It reminded him of back home, at the pizzeria and with his family. He missed them dearly, wondered how they were doing.

Eventually he finished up cleaning and headed toward the front door for some fresh air. It'd been a while since he was able to relax.

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The group watched as Elliot exited the main cabin and followed behind quickly. Everyone else was presumably off doing their own thing so it's not like they'd be questioned.

They watched as Elliot made his way to the docks and decided to stake it out behind a nearby cabin.

"Wait..who has the best eyesight and hearing?" Chance whispered.

"Chance how the hell are we supposed to know." Replied Shedletsky

"M-my hearings pretty good." Said Noob quickly making their way to the front of the group.

"The rest of us can just watch from afar."

Despite how Elliot had been acting, the way he sat on the docks led the group to believe that they'd been mistaken. He looked and acted completely normal and at some point lied on his back to gaze up at the stars.

"He's acting normal, should one of us go up to him?" Said Two Time, breaking the silence of their already 42 minute long stakeout.

"Yeah, we might as well at this point." But just before they could decide who should go up to him, he began to get up and hed to sleep. This didn't worry the group as it was getting pretty late. Maybe they should also go to sleep considering the sky was getting darker and their stakeout was fruitless. However what did worry them was why Elliot was heading straight towards the cabin they were hiding behind.

That's when they realised they were hiding behind HIS cabin. If they made a single sound they'd be caught, no doubt about it. So they just had to pray they didn't get caught. They watched with baited breath as Elliot made his way into his cabin.

"We might as well stay a little longer yknow?" Said Shedletsky, incredibly quiet.

"T-two Time, how about us two look through the window because w-we're the closest."

"You would be correct, quickly, before he might close the curtains."

And so the two edged their way over to the window looking inside.













What they saw was not a pretty sight.

 

 

 

Two Times eyes widened in shock, instinctively reaching for their belt where their dagger was kept. Noob clapped a hand over their mouth and looked like they were about to throw up. They turned back to the group on the floor, panic present in their eyes as they quickly motioned to run off. The three who hadn't looked through the windows close behind.






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Back in the safety of the main cabin, they reconvened at the table being used to plan the hesit. Noob and Two Time being visibly shook. And when they tried to explain, Noob was stuttering so bad they could barely talk while Two Time was deep in prayer.

The rest of the group looked utterly confused. What could they have POSSIBLY seen. What was wrong with Elliot?

"Hey.. I don't mean to be rude but uh do you wonder if you could tell us what you saw..?"

"It was awful." Whispered Two Time. "Absolutely awful. He was not Elliot. It, dare I say. That thing was not Elliot, I don't know what it was but it was a monster, a demon." Two Time was clutching the edge of the table as they said this, by the time they finished their knuckles were white.

Noob added to the shock. "I-it was terrifying. He w-was vomiting what l-looked to be b-blood." They'd gotten used to the sight of blood after being in what they considered hell for so long. But this made them nauseous. "A-and his limbs.." they said continuing "they w-were bent and contorted.. i-it was un-nnatural."

Everything went silent. You could hear a pin drop from 1000 miles away, everything, inside or out seemed to fall quiet. No on dare spoke. They just let the information sink in.

At last Two Time spoke once more.

"Inside that cabin was not Elliot. We must figure out how to save the real one."

But how? The divine power that took him would not be so easy to take control over. It would not be so easy to save someone from it's cold hard grasp. It would not be easy.

Everyone sat there. At that table. Not going to sleep, nor making a sound. The once joking and cheerful mood gone. They just sat, letting thought consume them.




 

Notes:

Ok guys next chapter soon.... sorry this one took ages 😔

Chapter 7: Round : Third

Summary:

Third round, and a plan has been made.

Notes:

ok I know ts is short BUT big chapter soon (HOPEFULLY) all I know is that the next chapter will probably be super long....

The group remained at the table, not moving a muscle. Time passed, no one seemed to even notice, maybe they didn't care. All they did care about was how they were going to get the real Elliot back, and how they were going to stay safe from whatever demon impersonated him.

No one seemed to feel the fatigue of staying up late. All too lost in thought. No one noticed when someone entered the main cabin, no even when their footsteps echoed through the room. Only did they noticed when the voice of Guest cut through the tense silence.

"You guys are up early. Rough night?"

"You.. could say that.." Croaked out Chance.

Each and every one of them knew they needed to act normal, play it off. Otherwise people would ask questions and the one person they didn't need asking the most was 'Elliot' otherwise who knows what would happen.

Time passed and more people slowly trickled into the main cabin. Dusekkar, Taph, 007n7, and finally Elliot.

"Whatever you do. Do. Not. Let. Elliot. Know. That we're onto him." Builderman muttered with panic but an odd edge of calm seeping through his tone. He slowly got up and began to make small talk with the rest of the people in the group. The rest followed suit, acting normal and waiting for that mornings round to start.

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Noob was taking chase against the rounds killer. Just as they were about to get killed Guest came and blocked the swing allowing for Noob to run away to safety.

Turning the corner they almost ran straight into Builderman, Taph and Elliot. Elliot glanced over, took one look at Noob and shaved a pizza straight into their hands.

"O-oh! Thank you Elliot!" They said before quickly eating it. They looked up into Elliots eyes before flinching. They looked dead, like no light could penetrate them.

"Are you alright?" Asked Elliot, meanwhile Taph signed the same question also noticing Noobs flinch.

"Noob had a pretty terrible nightmare last night, still shaken up from it I assume." Came Builderman giving Noob a knowing wink from behind Elliot and Taph.

"Yeah, it w-was really unsettling."

The group moved on from the topic, neither Noob nor Builderman wanted to continue with it and thankfully the other two didn't press into the matter. The round seemed to go by normally with only a few casualties (being Two Time and Chance) Before everyone got teleported back to the lobby.

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The known group from earlier reconvened. Same table, same ideas.

"We need to tell the rest of them, we can't just let them be in danger like this." Said Shedletsky

"I agree, it is better to make them all aware. More people could also mean more ideas." Replied Two Time.

"Then it's settled." Began Builderman. "Each of us will inform a certain person and we bring them back here to discuss."

"I can distract Elliot. We don't need him on our tail. If anything else has been theorised fill me in after."

"T-thanks Chance." 

Notes:

Cough cough

Chapter 8: Ripoff Oreos

Summary:

A group discussion is held as everyone is now in on what's going on, more stalking follows...

Notes:

RIGHT....yeah so sorry about this taking so long BUT I'm also sorry if this is like really shit 🙏😁 please forgive me better chaoters soon I hope

I CANT RHYME OR WROTE DIALOGUE WELL

The group quickly split up, each making a beline for a certain person. Chance reached Elliot first and began to convince him to go outside with them. The others saw this and knew they needed to be quick, he could only distract him for so long.

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Noob looked through the cabin, they needed one person and one person only.

Guest.

Shortly after setting out on a hunt they spotted him in a corner, quietly reading a book. Noob picked up their pace as they approached the veteran.

Noticing their arrival, Guest lifted up his head and greeted them with a small smile.

"Did you need anything Noob?"

"Y-yes. It's r-really important Guest."

"Go on."

"Look, it's a-about Elliot. I-im not sure if you've noticed but he'd been a-acting odd lately a-and I- well we know why. It's dangerous so w-we need to inform everybody." Noob looked a little sheepish saying this but Guest immediately put the book down and signaled for Noob to lead the way.

That was quick.

Noob led the way toward the table in the corner where the two of them sat down, seemingly the first ones there. Looked like Guest didn't come to play with these types of things. They hoped the others would be as quick.

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Shedletsky saw Dusekkar sitting on a sofa deep in thought. Well he could think about what to do later. As of right now he needed to inform the man of what was happening.

"Matt! Buddy, look I kinda need to tell you something... and it's urgent."

"What may I assist you with?"

"Alright so I'm not sure if you've noticed but Elliots been acting a little off lately but there's some real danger to it. I need to let you know as there could potentially be alot more to it than we think."

"I see, let me aid you in this plea."

The pair walked over to the table and were greeted by Noob who gave a small wave. They both sat down next to the pair already at the table, waiting for the final people to arrive.

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Two Time and Builderman walked over to find the last two people yet to be brought to the table. 007n7 and Taph. The two were sitting off to the side as 007n7 was talking about who knows what while Taph worked on some Subspace tripmines.

Both had their backs turned toward the rest of the cabin and were startled by the clearing of Buildermans throught.

"Very sorry to bother you but we were wondering if you wouldn't mind coming with us for a discussion." Said Two Time

"We've noticed Elliots been acting odd as of late and what we've discovered is dangerous and is important for ya to know." Added Builderman

"Please, do tell us." Signed Taph.

"I agree" Said 007n7

"Follow us then."

The group made their way to the same table yet again and were greeted by everyone else already being there. Sitting down they found it appropriate to start.

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"So, I all believe we know why we're here?" Said Builderman

A wave of murmurs came from the group. Each one that'd been brought nodding their head.

"Well, if I'm being honest, it's concerning. What's happening, what's going on- it'd just be best to let you all know."

"Well, what exactly is happening?" Said 007n7

"It's about Elliot, there's something wrong with him. In fact we're not even sure it is him." Shedletsky said with a sigh "He's been acting odd for the past week or so."
"That's interesting. Do you have any major instances?" Signed Taph.

Noob and Two Time exchanged glances, silently deciding who would be the one to explain the previous nights horror. They were saved however (although it was only temporarily) when Shedletsky began to relay some of the information previously talked about.

Shocked expressions fell over the group as they took in the information and became lost in thought. What on earth was happening?

Builderman spoke up once more.

"Now, we've er.. only told you the less concerning stuff.." He began while slightly jerking his head toward where Noob and Two Time were sitting. With a final exchange of glances Two Time took to explaining what had happened. With a deep breath, they began.

"We were all concerned for Elliots well being and decided to uh.. Stalk him.. it had good reason though. We followed him through to the outside of the cabin and watched him on the docks. All was fine as he went to his cabin but that's when Noob and I decided to look throught the window.." They took a short pause, evidently to recompose themselves. "What we saw wasn't human. It was grotesque, demon like. Unnatural. Inside that cabin wasn't Elliot, it was much worse."

Everyone at the table just stared. Gobsmacked. This was certainly not what they were expecting.

"I.. I do not wish to delve further into the details." They said, bringing their arms to rest on the table. They stared at the rest of the group hoping they wouldn't pry. A lot of the more gruesome details had been left out.

"What do you believe we should do now?" Said Dusekkar, breaking the lengthy silence that had fallen upon the group.

"H-hes been acting n-normal ever since... well the incident. I t-think we should observe his a-actions one more time before m-making any rash decisions."

"Noobs right, I wouldn't mind going with a group to do so." Said Guest.

"Then it's decided?" Replied Builderman "Another small group of us will go- well I wouldn't necessarily want to use the term stalk but still, stalk Elliot again."

A few people nodded in agreement before hearing a loud crash downstairs, shortly followed by laughing. It seemed this was Chances way of letting everyone know they needed to wrap things up. Everyone quickly scattered looking for something normal to do.

Chance quickly found his was to Shedletsky and informed him about how Elliot acted normal while Shedletsky filled them in on the plan.

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Following the guide of what they had discussed earlier, the group composed of 007n7, Guest, Shedletsky and Noob were slowly making their way toward the direction of Elliot.

"So.. we all know the plan right?" Asked Shedletsky.

"Yes" Said 007n7 fiddling with his c00lgui. "WAIT!" He exclaimed. "I'm pretty sure I could scan him with my gui, and I could even do it from a distance too."

"That's perfect!"

"And s-smart too."

"How much closer do you need to get?" Asked Guest.

"Not that much, I can casually walk by and scan him quickly. I'll be back ASAP."

So while Guest, Noob and Shedletsky all hid behind a nearby cabin, 007n7 walked closer to where Elliot was. Thankfully the scan was decently long ranged so it wouldn't look too suspicious.

Watching from behind they saw 007n7 go toward Elliot with his c00lgui out at a sneaky angle. They saw him type (or atleast they assumed he was typing)  something into his c00lgui, move it around and then- oh. Oh no.

He tensed up, he froze, he looked like he'd seen a ghost. He took a tentative step back, then another and another then broke into a sprint. Dashing his way back to the group, wild terror in his eyes he sputtered out

"That's not Elliot! It's.. it's a clone!"

Notes:

Guys please don't execute me and send my burning remains in a poorly made rocket ship to the moon! Another cliff hanger 😬😁... uh anyway new chapter soon hopefully. ...... vro idk all I know is that this chapter might be shit but idk how to fix it so uh yeah let me know your thoughts and feelings don't forget to hit that subscribe button and turn in that bell for notifications on future updates! Mb guys, I also cba to proofread this once more so yeah. ...........

 

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Chapter 9: STOP I WAS ONLY JOKING

Summary:

They confront Elliot...

Notes:

Short chapter because next one will be longer 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 enjoy guys next chapter soon hopefully...

"WHAT?!" All three of them yelled.

"It's not Elliot! It's definitely a clone."

"Hold on Seven, are you SURE it's a clone."

"Shedletsky, do you really think a that my gui would give faulty results and b that I haven't been a clone or well controlled a clone enough times to tell at least SOMETHINGS up?"

"That's true.. but what do we do now? I mean we can't just go up to him and say 'hey we know you're a clone what's up wheres the real Elliot'."

They all exchanged glances.

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"Guest come back! I was only joking!" Shedletsky called after him.

"W-we should probably follow him.." Added Noob.

So against all better judgement they all followed Guest as he made his way toward where Elliot was. They got there all to quickly because before they knew it they heard Guest speak.

"Hey Elliot quick question.."

"Yeah?"

"I know what you are. You're a clone, you know it, I know it. Why are you really here."

"What! No no nononono that's- that's not right. Guest you know I'm real. I've been with you all for who knows how long this.. no this. You guys are joking right?"

He peered behind Guest to see the three of them with unreadable expressions on their faces.

"Right?!"

Guest made to put a hand on Elliots shoulder but decided against it halfway through. His hand just awkwardly in the air.

"What happened to the real Elliot."

"What? No. I- I don't know what you're talking about."

He made a move to step back, face flushed as he began to stutter. The pressure was getting to him.

"Im- I'm not... what do you mean?? I AM the real Elliot, not some... some CLONE?! I'm real!"

He took another step back and Guest took another forward. Those behind him following his steps. Elliot took one more step back before bumping into someone. It was Chance. And- wait why did he have a bag in his hands..?
 

Notes:

OK WAIT I'm going on a trip for the next couple of days so there won't be a new chapter for a short while (well maybe chapter 10 before I leave but idk yet) but if there's no updates that's why...

Chapter 10: "If you do not pay the sun of one million doolars"

Summary:

Knocked out and kidnapping...

 

And and interrogation

Notes:

MY ASSHOLE IS BLEEDING WHAT DO I DO IVE LIKE RIPPED SOMETHING MY ASSHOLE IS BLEEDINGGGGG 😢😢😢😢 GUYS DONT BECONE CONSTIPATED AND FORCE YOUR DHIT OUTTTT BROOOOOOOOOOO MY ASS IS BLEEDING

Also if some part if it doesn't make sence it's because I lowk didn't know what was going on while writing 🙏🥹

Before they knew it the bag was wrapped around Elliots head, not choking him necessarily, but it was certainly enough to knock him out. Elliot tried to resist, attempting to pull off the bag or push Chance away but each time was met with them only tightening their grip. Soon enough Elliot was out cold on the floor, unmoving.

"Chance??"

They looked up to face Guest and the others behind him.

"When did you get there?"

"Been hiding in that bush, just incase things got bad I uh brought the bag..."

They all just stared at each other, unsure of what to do. Then now had an awkward face off and an unmoving clone that looked to be dead but was just knocked out. What the hell were they supposed to do now?

Guest knelt down and checked his pulse, just in case. "He's fine."

"So... what do we do with him?" Said Shedletsky

"I think it would be best if we brought him inside and tied him up, just incase he becomes violent once he wakes up." Replied 007n7

So Guest picked Elliot up under his arms and started to drag him toward the main cabin. Everyone else following behind not really saying anything. It's not really like there was anything to say though.

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WHAM

The main cabin door opened with a bang as it got kicked open by Guest, still dragging the unconscious body of Elliot. Everyone else just stared at him as he entered and was shortly followed by the group. They silently made their ways to a chair and began to tie Elliot up with a rope.



Silence


"What happene- WHAT did you guys to do him." Said Builderman as he rushed over and watched the group tie the final knot on the chair.

"You guys have a lot of explaining to do." Signed Taph, coming into view and standing beside Builderman.

"So, it's not as bad as it looks.." Began Chance slowly edging toward the corner so he could dispose of the bag. He'd be victim to it next if he wasn't careful.

"Wait..is that where you went off to?" Asked Two Time

"Uhh..yeah..."

"That's not the point right now, our biggest concern is what do we do with Elliot. He's knocked out but for how much longer I'm not sure."

"I-i agree with Guest, we should f-figure out what to do with Elliot. Preferably before he wakes up."

"You still haven't explained what's happened. I'm quite confused."

"Right! So what happened was I went up to Elliot and used my c00lgui to scan him and that led to us finding out he was a clone.. and then after that it sorta went off the rails. Guest went and confronted him and when he tried to escape he ran into Chance who then proceded to suffocate him with a bag. So we kind of kidnapped him and now we're here."

Everyone (who wasn't there) stared in shock. They were flabbergasted, gobsmacked, terrified and oddly impressed at the same time. The groups kidnapping skills were...something to keep in mind.

"What do we do with him now?" Asked Two Time

"I think we interrogate him, no?"

"We will have to wait until he becomes conscious again, other wise there's no telling how this will end."

"I agree with Dusekkar. Its not like we really have anything to wake him up with."

The group took the time to firstly check if Elliot was tied up properly and promptly after start thinking about what questions to ask. Lord knows wether he would answer them or not but it's better to have some ready than be unprepared.

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"Uhh g-guys I think he's waking up.." called Noob to the rest of the group. They had taken to keeping watch over Elliot and said they'd inform them if anything happened.

Elliot slowly began to regain consciousness. He looked around and realised he was back in the main cabin. When did he get here? Nevertheless he tried to get up but was met with resistance, he tried again and again... and again and again and again and again and agai-

"We've tied you up, you know."

His head shot up only to be faced with Shedletsky, staring right back at him. Faces mere centimeters apart, expression tense.

"What? Why?" He responded, feigning innocence and confusion. He knew his ruse was up, but could he somehow manage to gaslight them into thinking he was real?



The answer was no. No he couldn't.

"NOW!" Shedletsky called and in turn the lights shut off with a snap. A torch shone in his face, it now being the only light source in the room.

"Are- are you interrogating me..?"

"What else does it look like."

Elliot turned to look at Chance, expression unreadable. He was always able to decipher emotions, but now he couldn't. I wonder why...

"So." A stern voice began. "Who are you exactly. Why are you here? And what have you done with the real Elliot?"

He turned his head back to the speaker, staring straight at Guest. Let's hope he could worm his way out of this one.

"...What? What are you talking about? I'm Elliot, I'm here for the same reason as you guys! And I certainly haven't done something with the 'real' Elliot. Whatever that means."

"Enough, stop lying." Came another voice. 007n7. "Your ruse is up, and if I'm being honest with you, lying will get you nowhere. We'll keep you restrained until we get answers."

He took a shakey breath. Time to up the anti.

"I-I have no idea what you're talking about. I have no rouse and I'm certainly not lying, I.. don't know what you mean by answers."

"Stop playing dumb Elliot. If that even is you." Said Two Time, voice sharp. "Everyone here knows you're lying. You might as well just admit it."

"Im not lying! Honestly, I'm really not! I don't know why you keep accusing me."

They stared at him, their usual smile gone, eyes narrowed. They knew it and so did he. But he wasn't giving in, at least not that easily.

And so that's what happened. Each survivor in turn came and went. Each accusing him and each time he denied, denied, denied. Each time he became slightly more and more annoyed.

Even clones have their limits, apparently. After each question, it became slightly more unbearable. All of it slowly filling up an imaginary jar. All too soon he snapped.


"Fine!" He half yelled, looking dead into each of their eyes in turn. "You want answers. I've got them."

They all stared at him, not saying anything as he continued on.

"I'm not real, you know it, I know it. You know I'm just a clone. A faker. An outcast. You know the real Elliots been taken. By what? You may ask. The Specter." He inhaled "I'm sick of your constant questioning. Honestly I'm quite surprised you found out this quickly, maybe you're not as dumb as I thought. But still, I've managed to fool you for this long."

"Well how do we get the real Elliot back?" Deadpanned Guest.

"Who knows? Because I certainly don't. I only have minimal contact with the Specter. It only speaks to me to punish now. I know you saw it happen. You think I didn't and wouldn't notice? You saw it happen."

A sharp inhale was taken by Noob, while Two Time looked away, the events of that night truly left a mark on them.

Everyone just stared at him. The information being too much to process at once. In the span of around 50 seconds they found out that the real Elliot had been taken by an ungodly being and that their suspicions were confirmed.

Elliot tried to fiddle with the rope tied around his hands, it gave in a little but was still quite tightly wrapped around his wrists. It was digging in slightly but he chose to ignore it. He felt a type of magic resist his hands futher. Dusekkar.

"I'd advise against that friend, you're still a clone and unfamiliar to us." (I can't rhyme well pls forgive me there aint no rhyme.... 😬😬😢😢)

He replied with a glare, giving up any futher attempt at freedom knowing it was futile. After that, the cabin fell into a silence. There was nothing more to say, but it's not like the clone could or would say anymore. Nor did anyone else have anything to contribute.  

Notes:

Ok uh yeah anyway guess who's back from her trip ✌️🥹 it was quite fun and I enjoyed but I'm definitely happy that I'm able to sleep in my own bed again. Campings fun but yknow? Uh anyway next chapter might take longer 🤔🤔 BECAYSE it's angst and I can basically only do fluff in a way 😢 AND there's prob gonna be two different endings....😬😬😬😬😬 bro idk uh yeah

Chapter 11: Sweet children the takeout has arrived 🙏🥹

Summary:

What has been happening with the real Elliot then?

Notes:

RAHHHH sorry this took so long to make I don't really know how to write angst and also I feel like this is a little fast paced HOWVER it's quite ling so uh.. anyway sorry if this sucks a little

Well then. What had been happening with the real Elliot? A lot that's for sure. The Specter had no limits for its torture, but Elliot did. And it would see how far it could go before it broke him.

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Elliot floated around in the void, the Specters presence gone from it. He hadn't been sent back. He hadn't been sent back. He hadn't been sent back. What had the Specter done now.

He tried to move around, to no avail. He only just spun around and after a bit gave up. This left him alone with his thoughts.

How was he going to escape this? But, would he ever escape this? Who knows of he'd ever be let free, but it was a little disheartening not being around other people. Hell, the group, his friends, back in the main cabin were the entire reason he was still sane. And now? Now he had no one. Just a void, just his thoughts.

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The Specters time moved differently. It would go from eons in the real world being seconds to it and seconds in the real world being eons. Time was strange, never seeming to have a pattern. Yet through the entire time the clone was deployed, it stayed relitavly the same.

Not much could bring shock to the Specter but this brought it a slight sence of amusement.

Regardless, it must make use of it time.
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A viewing window appeared infront of Elliot, casting a small light into the void around him.

"Hello, Elliot."

"What do you want."

"I simply thought you would need some entertainment, no? Though I am not one, a human will get bored eventually. I feel... nice and put an end to that."

"Gee, thanks."

"Come now and look, your friends are in for a real 'treat'."

"No...no what-what are you doing. What have you done to them?"

"It's not so much what I've done to them, it's more so about what I've done to you Elliot."

"What have you done."

"Take a peek why don't you. I'm sure you'll be pleasantly surprised."

Elliot could feel it's presence circle around him, taunting him almost. But, he still looked into the window. Watching the scene unfold.

.

.

.

"You cloned me?"

"Yes. Something, had to be sent back, not you though. I've got something in mind."

Elliot stared into the abyss, to where he assumed the Specter was. He was sweating metaphorical bullets. Lord knows what's in stock for him.

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Over the next week, Elliot watched as his friends lived with the clone. Would they ever notice...? The thought sunk deep into him, clawing at him. What if they never did? What if was stuck here forever?

But it's almost like his prayers had been answered when he spectated the first meeting from above. Thank goodness.

He watched as they talked about how he had been acting. What was the Specter doing huh? Making a clone, only for it to be faulty. A being such as itself surely must have put at least some effort into making a clone. Yet here his friends were, noticing anomalies in 'his' behaviour.

He watched throught the rounds, the discussions, the thoughts and feelings, the fear.. especially the fear.

He saw basically everything that happened.. was this what the Specter saw- well was doing this entire time? It couldn't be... could it?

Through all the things he saw, one particular moment stood out to him. The punishment of the clone. And more specifically what Noob and Two Time had seen. They both looked disturbed, shaken to the core. And it reminded him of something. If that was the result if what happened to the clone. What would happen to him?

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More time passed and Elliot watched as the group became more and more suspicious of his clone. Each step they took futher away from it, the more relieved he felt. They knew it wasn't him, they knew something was up. He knew they would eventually figure things out.

Elliot watched, transfixed over the viewing window given to him. He saw the whole kidnapping of his clone, and the interrogation. That was until the window disappeared. Gone. Just like that.

He didn't move, didnt even flinch. He knew something was coming, but what? He didn't know.

"I think it's time you got sent back, don't you?"

"..."

"Come now Elliot, I only believe in doing what's...'fair'."

"..."

"Though before you go I must say, any life you fail to save, won't be back."

"Goodluck, Elliot."

And with that he got teleported to a round.

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Elliot got up and looked around where he spawned, the haze if being teleported fading away. The map was new, and unfamiliar. The Specters words rang in his head, was the new map on purpose..?

He pushed his thoughts to the side and began to look for a generator. Walking around the map almost aimlessly, he eventually he found one and completed it with ease then began to look for another one. He almost walked into someone but quickly stopped himself before he could.

"Sorry, my ba- NOOB?"

Noob turned around almost instantly, eyes widening in shock when they saw him.

"E-Elliot?! Is that really you?" They asked, cautious but a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

"Yes, it is."

At that Noob immediately wrapped their arms around him for a hug, grateful that their friend was back for real.

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The two walked around looking for generators however were separated when Elliot saw the distinct outline of Guest. That was his cue. He said goodbye to Noob and sprinted over toward where Guest was getting chased. Pizza in hand and ready to throw, he rushed and aimed quiet accurately until a slash was hear. Briefly followed by a thud.

He immediately ran over to Guest and checked to see of there was any chance for his survival.



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No pulse.

Guest was dead. Dead permanently, he knew that. The Specters words rang through his mind like a curse. Defeated slightly, he picked himself up, not allowing anytime to greive. He needed to prioritise saving everyone else so they wouldn't meet the same fate as Guest.

And yet, no matter how hard he tried, they all did.

First it was Chance. Despite having all three of their charges, their gun still exploding killing them. Next it was Noob. Bless them they tried but the killer caught up with them all too quickly, leading for Elliot to get there mere moments after. The pair that followed were Two Time and Shedletsky. Both missing their swings and dying right next to each other. Dusekkar followed shortly after. Trying to shield someone who was getting chased only for the killer to be right behind him.

Panic seeped into Elliot, and quickly. Each and every single time he ran to help, they had all died before he'd gotten there. It felt like he was pushing against a wave holding him back. It felt like this was calculated for him to fail time and time again.

It was now only him, Builderman, 007n7 and Taph remaining. He tried to find one of them, so they could stick together and Elliot could at least keep someone safe, yet he only seemed to find corpses. He stumbled across 007n7s, sprawled right next to a generator. He ran until he couldn't anymore, willing himself to find someone, anyone. But he couldn't.

He saw and outline all too quickly before it disappeared. He didn't know who it was. All he knew now was heed needed to find the last person, and fast.

He saw in the distance someone huddled over a generator, almost done. Before they jerked violently, a sword being shoved into their lower back.

He had half the mind to run over until a familiar tune started to play.

He was the last one alive.

He ran, shooting off in a different direction in an attempt to try and survive. He dodged, weaved and ducked from the killer and it's attacks. Yet he wasn't as successful as he hoped. The timer ticked down at a mile an hour, slowly dragging by.

Just before Elliot was about to meet the same fate as his friends, his vision went dark and the round ended.

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He got teleported back to the main cabin and fell onto the floor with a thud. He looked around praying to see anyone.

Except.. no one was there.

He knew what had happened. They were gone, dead, never to be seen again. All thanks to him. What was he supposed to do now.

He stayed slumped on the floor letting his emotions get the better of him. He let tears fall, tears he'd been holding in for what seemed like years. Grief consumed him and he stayed, unmoving.



An uncertain amount of time passed before Elliot regained the strength to pick himself up. He looked around and saw letters scattered around the cabin. What were these all about?

He ran over to the first one, and read the contents.

"To my dearest Daisy,

I hope you're doing well, I miss you with all my heart and deeply regret leaving you despite my passion for the army. I wish you and Charlotte well, tell her I love and never forget that I love you."

It cut off there. No name from who'd written it. But the names seemed familiar, like it'd been brought up before in conversation.

He looked around the main cabin and general lobby, finding more letters as he went. Each read out as so;


"Maybe another round ey? Nah I'm only joking, tommorow, though. Gambling stops for no one."

"I miss you, more then you could ever know. Please come back."

"Dear Azure,

I'm so sorry, I thought this would bring us peace, bring us closer together and to the Spawn. But it didn't. I regret it everyday, I'm so sorry."

"I'm sorry."

"I shan't ever be not on edge again."

"Son.. please come back. Please.. I miss you with my entire heart."

"Sometimes, regret fills me from my actions."

"I will be better."

Elliot found himself sitting at the table, each letter placed where a survivor should be, but wasn't. He stared into nothing, letting his thoughts control him as tear fell silently onto his cheeks.





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"Quite the show you've put on for me huh? I must say I wasn't expecting it to go quite this well."

A slow clap followed by the irritating voice (if you could even call it that) of the Specter. Elliot turned around only to be met with nothing.

"Watching you fail over and over again was.. delightful. To say the least. Next time I think I need to up the anti a little, don't you?"

"..."

"Come now Elliot, don't be silent like that."

"Why."

"Because its wonderful, watching you suffer. None of that was real."

The last part hit Elliot like a truck. Relief, anger, and hate replaced his previous grief. They were ok, his friends were alright.

"Though I do seem to think our time is up." 

Notes:

CHARATARRISEATUONG GRRR... hopefully the letters were somewhat accurate... anyway there something going on w my email so hopefully I can get it fixed soon and ao3 notifications come through...

 

ALSO BTW VERY IMPORTABT threes gonna be two endings; a good one and a bad one. I'll be posting both at the same time I think so if the next one takes longer that's why..

Anyway hope you guys enjoyed this coater sorry if it a little bad ✌️🥹

Chapter 12: False Hope (YES this is an idv reference...🙏)

Summary:

Bad ending 🥀🥀🥀 a-angst.... ok what the fuck

Notes:

First ending guys... 😉 no but I'm posting this because I'm kinda struggling with the other one so I thought I'd post this because it's done... and it's also been a week sorry for edging you guys for that long... NEXT ENDING HOPEFULLY LATER TODAY (OR TOMMOROW) if it's not out by next week feel free to bully in the comments

ALSO this is my formal apology to the person I made cry I didn't think the angst was gonna be that bad 🙏🥹

Elliot felt something, a force of some kind, grab him as he was swiftly teleported to the actual main cabin. The two soon materialised infront of the group who still had the clone tied up.

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The group had finished interrogating the clone 20 minutes ago but decided it was the best for them to keep it tied up. Noob was still at the table watching over it, Two Time having joined them, while everyone else was scattered around. They were just chatting normally until a loud crack was heard.

Scrambling to get to their feet they saw a huge mass of code. Lines of binary occasionally flickering into sight. A blob of something that didn't fit into this world.

Everyone froze. Inside what seemed to be a tentacle was Elliot. The real Elliot.

They watched as he struggled to break free only to be held tighter before giving up. The mass made its way closer toward the group, but not before everyone had took a fighting stance. Guest put up his fists, Chance aimed his gun, Two Time held their dagger, Shedletsky adjusted his grip on his sword, Dusekkar grasped his staff tightly and Taph prepared to throw a tripmine. Those who didn't have a weapon of some kind made do with what they could find. 007n7 grabbed a knife, Noob picking up a chair and Builderman picked up his wrench to hopefully set up a sentry.

The Specter looked at the sight and just laughed. A cackle distorted by any means necessary broke through the air, making the survivors flinch. Elliot tried to use the opportunity to speak but before he could the Specter coved his mouth.

"Hello, everyone."

No one responded. Only raising their weapons a little higher.

"It seems that you've figured out my little game, and that I've taken your friend here."

"Let him go!" Someone called. It was Noob, surprisingly. Their usual stutter gone.

"And just why should I do that? It was so fun watching you figure it out... And suffer."

...

"It seems you won't need this anymore, regardless of wether I give you back the real Elliot or not."

The Specter simply turned to face where the clone was tied up, looking bored. Before it disappeared. Just like that.

"Why did you do this?"

"I have my reasons. It's fun toying with you."

"Why can't you let him go..?"

"Why should I? I see no clear answer."

"Stop this madness!"

"You're insane!"

"What's wrong with you?!"

"Let Elliot go!"

"Why did you do this to him? What did he do?"

"You're messed up."

The Specter simply just laughed again and made its way closer to the group. In turn bringing Elliot almost face to face with them.

Panic was evident in his eyes as he looked from them to the Specter, unsure of what to do. The Specter began to monologue but he didn't pay attention to it, instead he hoped it was distracted enough for him to break free from it's grasp. Or at the very least free his mouth so he could talk.

Minutes later he'd done it. Well.. partly. He managed to get his mouth free so he could speak.

He made his way to say something, words on the tip of his tounge but something stopped him. The words felt heavy in his mouth, like all of a sudden he struggled to formulate them. Like his voice had been taken. He made noiseless attempts at talking. Only managing to move his mouth. But even that was short lived once the Specter had turned back around to face him.

"What have we here? Trying to break free? You knew it wouldn't be that easy."

There was a beat of silence.

"How about this. It seems like your friends could manage just fine without you, hmm?"

They couldn't. They couldn't be 'just fine' without Elliot. In rounds or out. They needed to save him, and save him now.

"I think you could all do with a little lesson. And why not show you all what I mean."








It all happened to fast none of them could process it.







One second they were planning on how to free Elliot, frantically formulating plans, and the next they heard a crack. A sickening, squelching one.

They looked over toward the Specter, it's laughing growing faint as it left them alone in the cabin, and next to where it was laid Elliot.


Dead.


Neck snapped by the Specter.


They ran over towards him, a small puddle of blood coming from his upper half. Someone checked his pulse. There was none, he was gone. Fully gone. Completely dead. And they had just watched it happen. Unable to do anything, expect deal with the consequences.

A piece of paper slowly fell down from who knows where. A note of some kind. Before it could get too stained, someone grabbed it and read it aloud.

"Dear Dad,

How are you? How's the pizzeria doing? Well, I hope. I miss you so much and desperately wish I couldve said goodbye one last time instead of just disappearing like that. I hope everything is doing alright.

Love you lots, Elliot."

The letter continued on.

"Dear Mia,

How's my favourite sister ever doing? I can only assume that you're still pulling pranks. I miss you, alot. But I'll keep this short because I can already hear you calling me corny.

With love, Elliot."

And that's where the letter ended.

That's where they stood, all huddled together, unmoving. They couldn't.

Now that someone so dear to them was gone, someone who lifted their spirits was gone. Someone who genuinely deserved to escape, was now gone.




What were they supposed to do now? 

Notes:

MEGA btw the endings will kinda be smiliar just because I don't think there's any other ways of setting the up diff now idk if that makes sence or not but if they're similar... it's ok...

 

See you guys with the happy ending.. 🙏🥹

Chapter 13: Sorry gang no ending (I'll explain trust 🙏😞)

Hey guys 🙏🥹 so I just wanted to say there's no happy ending unfortunately because I simply can't find the motivation to do it. I have started up school again and there's other projects I want to work on (wether it be another fic, art or something else) and if I'm being honest if I were to finish it I think itd be incredibly rushed and not very well put together

I'm really sorry to have to not make the happy ending but I just don't have the motivation for it, I hope yall understand 😞

I'm currently working on something else right now as well so hopefully it'll be out soon

 

Once again I'm mega sorry 💔

Notes:

I just wanted to say thank you guys all for the support you've shown throughout the course of this fic, I genuinely dodnt expect it to gain so much traction so thank you 🙏🥹

I really appreciate all the comments and kudos but I wanted to say a MASISVE thank you to all the people who've been consistently commenting on the fic

But yeah once again thank you for supporting and reading this 🙏🥹

Notes:

Yeah... chapter 2 might come at like 3 am but don't fret....