Y/N = Your Name

* 3rd Person's P.O.V

Apologies for that, I've accidentally published it during editing.

Daniel and Stella were running through an alley, hearing Ticci-Toby's demonic laughter. Ticci-Toby swings his ax around like a kid trying to hit the pinata. " Damn, this guy can run," Daniel said to Stella. They both took a left turn but, was blocked by a brick wall. " It's a dead-end" Daniel shouted. An ax flies past Daniel's head and hits the wall. He turns around to see Ticci-Toby, " I miss..." Ticci-Toby growled. He grabs out another ax from his weapon holder. " Don't touch her" Daniel stands in front of Stella. " Trying to be the hero, huh?. Well then..." Ticci-Toby chuckles evilly. " Let's dance..." he raises his ax. Daniel closed his eyes, Stella screamed as Ticci-Toby raised his ax towards them. Before Ticci-Toby could strike, he was hit by a rusty pipe. Ticci-Toby drops to the ground, along with his ax. Daniel opens his eyes to see Y/N holding a rusty pipe. " Y/N?!" Daniel asked as Stella wiped her eyes. " Daniel! Stella!" Y/N dropped their pipe. The three of them ran into each other into arms. " I can't believe you're alive," Stella said. " Same. What happened to Nathan?" Y/N replied. " He's in the hospital. But, Oliver's missing" Daniel said. " Do you think he's dead?" Stella asked. " Of course not. Oliver's too smart" Y/N shook his head. " Where do you think he is?" Daniel looks around. " I'm not sure. But, we gotta get the heck out of here" Y/N shrugged. The group ran out of the alley, leaving the unconscious Ticci-Toby. 

* Meanwhile

Oliver...

Oliver~...

Oliver slowly wakes up to see himself hanging from the ceiling. He looks around to see a bunch of golden strings that were holding his limbs. Oliver panicked, " Help! Can anybody hear me?" he shouted. " I can" a voice echoed. A figure came out of the shadows, it was a tall man with gray skin and golden yellow eyes. " You're the Puppeteer...." Oliver mumbled. " So I am. I didn't know that anyone would remember me" The Puppeteer chuckled. " Why did you bring me here? This isn't one of your killing methods" Oliver struggles as he said. " Ah, so you know about me?" The Puppeteer walked towards him. " Of course I do. I've study monsters for years" Oliver replied. " You're no different from the average mortal. You're just another droplet in an endless ocean" The Puppeteer sighed. " I can see the pain in your eyes. You're hurt, physically and mentally" he added. " That dainty energy that contains in that fragment body of yours" The Puppeteer smirked. " I can give you what you desire if you let me take your life" he offers a hand. " You're lying. You don't know what I what" Oliver grunted. " Do I?" The Puppeteer raised an eyebrow. " What about your beloved parents?" he asked.  " I can give you the childhood you've never had, bring back those who passed away" The Puppeteer walked around Oliver. " I don't need you. My friends will stop you" Oliver shook his head. " Oh, really? When was the last time they called you 'friend'? " The Puppeteer evilly laughed. Oliver suddenly gets a flashback of his friends.

* Flash Back

" You really like to yell, don't you? Is this why you always get mad at everything we do?" 

" All you care about is yourself, you think everything is gonna go your way"  

" If this is how you treat your friends. Then, maybe we shouldn't be friends"  

* End of FlashBack

Oliver felt his body becoming weak, his energy being drained away. " You've got two choices, you can take my offer or you stay here and rot until the end of your days." The Puppeteer whispered into Oliver's ear. " This is all my fault..." Oliver mumbled as his skin turned gray. The Puppeteer held Oliver in his arms as the golden strings surrounded them.