Dark smirked as Mark's body slumped to the ground - finally, he could be free from his chains. Blood stained his pale hand as Dark let the knife slip from his fingers, falling to the floor blade first. 

Anti and Natemare stood speechless, staring at Dark with fear in their eyes. They backed off slowly, staying out of harms way as he glided past them. Cautiously, Natemare knelt by Mark's body - he didn't know what to do.

"Come on you two, we have work to do." Dark snarled, grabbing Anti by the arm and dragging him towards the door. Fighting Anti kicked and screamed - but soon gave in when Dark hit him. Natemare just glared at him before walking behind, head low...

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Nathan smirked, blood dripping from his injured wrist. Maniacal laughs escaped his mouth as he stared down at the lifeless soul before him - mangled and twisted. Oh, how he screamed when Nathan tour out his heart.

((Sorry this wasn't even a proper chapter guys, but I've been busy...really busy. I promise to have a decent chapter as soon as possible))