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Have you ever gotten just a really really strong feeling of deja vu? A feeling that whatever it is you're doing in this moment is something you've already done? Well... that's how I felt right now.

I noticed Rick and his assistant passing out more guns. There weren't enough for everyone and a couple of people seemed upset about that. I slid the gun into a holster on my leg and tried to crack a smile. While no one was looking, I took it back out and subtly popped it open and looked inside.

A grin spread across my face when I saw the destruction I had caused. The gun hadn't been fixed. I put the cover back on and tucked the gun back into the holster. Then I peered at everyone below me. They didn't stand a chance against us creepypastas.

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At least that's what I thought.

(A/N: what if I just ended it right here? Just said okay well I'm gonna take a break from wattpad for like three months, see you soon. XD)

-let's get to the action-

I rolled as I dodged enemy fire. It didn't take long for the organization to realize I wasn't shooting at the creepypastas. Another bullet whizzed past me as I quickly turned around and shot the source.

All around me my friends were caught up in their own battles. But we were winning. There were only so many people against us and they were dropping like flies. I was quickly pulled out of my thoughts as piercing pain spread through my arm. I had been shot. "Oh come on!" I shouted. Then I immediately dropped to the ground as another bullet came at me. I grit my teeth and tried to ignore the pain.

I shot at whoever was attacking me and made a quick escape. I vanished into the trees and climbed up one. Once I felt I was safe, I rolled up my sleeve and looked at the damage. "I can't do anything with a bullet in my arm like this." I mumbled. Then I did what any sane person probably wouldn't do. I ripped off a good chunk of my shirt and shoved the fabric into my mouth. Then I took a deep breath and pulled the bullet out. My teeth bit down onto the fabric so hard as I used all my strength not to let out a scream. Then a spit out the fabric and tied it around the wound.

The fabric of my white shirt quickly started becoming red, but I needed to ignore it. I heard gunfire from all around me, but it was beginning to fade. I hopped out of the tree and raced back to battle. I surveyed the scene as quick as possible. Jeff was down and his white hoodie was slowly becoming red, but I knew he'd be okay. It was just a normal bullet and he was immortal. A couple others were down too, but I knew they'd heal and be perfectly fine.

I wasn't concerned that we now had less fighters on our side because from the looks of it, we had almost won.

That's when I realized that the traitor still hadn't shown their face. My eyes widened as I quickly looked for Slender. I quietly raced towards him, but remained hidden. Once I got closer I studied the area around him. There was no one out of place. I let out a breath of relief.

"Can't you see that you are losing?! Most of your people have fallen and the rest will also fall. Reveal yourself and face defeat!" Slender suddenly shouted. All of us froze. Everything became silent. I held my breath. Then I heard a low chuckle from somewhere near me.

"Oh Slender. Slender. Slender. Slender. My people have not fallen. Those mortals mean nothing to me. They failed me. I shouldn't have trusted them to find technology that could kill immortals like us. But that was my mistake. It just proves that no mortal can go up against creepypastas like us." The voice spoke. I concealed my presence further. They were very close to me.

"So you admit defeat?" Slender asked, boldly. I tried looking for whoever it was that was near me, but I saw no one. I didn't recognize their voice so I had no idea who it could be.

"Oh no. See you've got it all wrong, Slender. I haven't lost yet. In fact the battle is only about to begin." He said, breaking out into crazed laughter. I didn't even have a chance to process what he had said before the ground began breaking around me. My eyes widened and I quickly shapeshifted into a bird to stop myself from falling.

Bits of earth began falling into the seemingly endless pit and I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

Fire.

There was so much fire.

I gulped as I flew away, flying towards Slender and situating myself on his shoulder. He didn't even spare me a glance.

"Zalgo." He spoke coldly.

I gasped.

"But Masky said Zalgo wasn't a bad guy?" I thought, mentally furrowing my nonexistent brows. I should've become a bird with eyebrows.

The others around us gasped too.

Out from the trees, came Zalgo.

Everyone took a defensive stance, even those of us who were injured.

"Guilty as charged." He smirked, walking closer but stopping a good distance away.

"Why?" Slender simply asked. Zalgo laughed.

"Why? Why? Why not?! Did you really think I would stand around taking orders from you when I was leading the Underworld?! Please! As if someone like me would ever take orders from someone like you." He spat, glaring daggers into Slender.

"Stop being so childish. Why start a war when you could have just said something? Why try to wipe us all out when you could have just cut off any connection to us?" Slender asked, but I had a feeling I already knew the answer.

"Because if I did that, all of you would still be alive. And I can't have you stopping me from taking over this place." Zalgo replied coldly.

I needed to do something.

But what?

Before I could think the fire burning behind Zalgo became more intense and he began laughing like a madman. Demons started to crawl out of the large holes in the ground, lining up behind Zalgo.

He had an entire ARMY.

In a split second, I acted without thinking and flew towards him, shapeshifting back into myself and removing my gun from its holster. Before he could react I shot him, but I didn't shoot where I wanted to. Instead of his heart, I had shot his shoulder. "Fuck." I muttered, crashing into the ground.

Zalgo turned towards me, holding his shoulder.

"You're gonna fucking pay for that." He said, snapping his fingers. My eyes widened and suddenly everything went black as I heard a loud bang.

BENs POV:

A bird flew from Slenders shoulder and dived towards Zalgo. But then my mouth hung open as I realized that bird was (Y/N). She pulled her gun out and shot Zalgo, missing his heart. I gasped. Before I could do anything Zalgo snapped his fingers and a gun appeared, shooting her in the head.

I screamed and ran towards her.

"BEN NO!" someone shouted from behind me, but I kept running. Suddenly I was tackled to the ground and pulled back. Tears rolled down my face as I screamed in agony. The love of my life was gone. She was gone. "BEN you fucking idiot." Jeff said from beside me. Zalgo watched us in amusement.

"Oh, I'm sorry? Was that mortal your girlfriend? I couldn't let her continue to live anyways. I know she was working for the organization and she sold them out. I couldn't let a pest like that continue to live." He explained, smiling proudly at himself.

"Don't talk about (Y/N) that way!" I shouted, glaring at him. "BEN, I know how much you want to rip him to shreds right now, but he's got a whole army over there, it would be suicide." EJ said calmly to me. I snarled.

"Then let me die! I can't live without her anyways!" I shouted, thrashing to get out of Jeff's hold. "You can 'avenge' her later. We got bigger problems." EJ said, pointing towards the swarm of demons racing towards us.

"This is for you (Y/N)." I whispered, lunging into battle.

3rd Person POV:

The creepypastas stormed into battle.  Zalgo watched from the sidelines as his army fought against them. The creepy pastas were at a large disadvantage and they knew it. Even still, they were stronger than the demons. The only problem was there were far more demons than them.

Nonetheless, they fought wth passion. They were no longer messing around anymore. Zalgo's army possessed the power to permanently kill them and they knew that. Why Zalgo didn't just attack them like this in the first place was a mystery.

After hours of battle, many of the pastas had fallen, but so had many of the demons. Zalgo was confident he was going to win this war however. After all he had an entire army at his disposal. How could he possibly lose?

But Zalgo had made a very big mistake.

A mistake he, nor the creepypastas had noticed, except for a certain blue masked pasta.

And that mistake had to do with a certain girl who had (H/C) hair.

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Oof well there ya go.