DEMON!

                                    

                                          
Dimentio gasped for breath as the black ink-like substance fell to the floor. Dimentio collapsed onto his knees. He felt... different.
                          
Dimentio looked up and down his hands. It was as if his gloves had been melded onto his skin and his fingers had been turned into claws.
                          
He was distracted as soon as the shadow began to take a human shape again, staring at him with empty eyes.
                          
"Ah ha ha ha ha ha... Good luck."
                          
It fell onto the floor limp and changed shape. The shadow looked like a bloody, gutted, corpse of Dimentio!
                          
"What the..." Dimentio muttered.
                          
Dimentio could hear Blumiere running down the hallway.
                          
"Good! He can help me get rid of this thing." Dimentio said to himself.
                          
Dimentio picked up the shadow copy and dragged it out of the room. He spotted Blumiere at the end of the corridor.
                          
"Hey! Blumiere!" Dimentio shouted.
                          
He didn't seem to hear him. Dimentio waved his arms to try and grab his attention.
                          
"BLUMIERE!" Dimentio shouted.
                          
Blumiere didn't hear him but turned his way regardless.
                          
"Blumiere, help me with this thing," Dimentio said, gesturing to the shadow corpse.
                          
Blumiere's expression pretty much DEFINED the words horror and shock as he pointed at Dimentio.
                          
"D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-" Blumiere stuttered.
                          
Dimentio raised an eyebrow in confusion.
                          
"Blumiere?" Dimentio asked.
                          
"DEMON!" Blumiere shouted.
                          
Dimentio felt his blood go cold.
                          
"...D-demon?" Dimentio questioned.
                          
Did he just call me..? Dimentio thought.
                          
"Blumiere! It's me!" Dimentio exclaimed, "Stop joking around! It's not funny!"
                          
"It killed Dimentio!" Blumiere exclaimed.
                          
Blumiere got into a fighting stance. Dimentio held his hands up and began to back away.
                          
"Whoa, B-Blumiere calm down! I-it's me!" Dimentio stammered.
                          
"BEGONE DEMON!" Blumiere shouted.
                          
Tears began to well up in Dimentio's eyes.
                          
Why would he say that..? Dimentio thought to himself.
                          
Blumiere summoned his staff and started towards Dimentio with anger burning in his eyes. The Chaos Heart told him to fight, but his mind said...
                          
RUN.
                          
Dimentio dropped the shadow imposter and flew down the halls. Everyone was now waking up from the commotion Blumiere started. Dimentio practically almost crashed into Nastasia and O'Chunks. Nastasia and O'Chunks seemed to have the same reaction as Blumiere. O'Chunks went as white as a ghost while Nastasia could only point, unable to form any words. Dimentio choked on tears as he hurried past them, fearing that Blumiere could be close behind for whatever reason he seemed to have. Dimentio kept going and going until he collapsed in the mirror hall in sobs.
                          
"W-w-why would they say that?! WHY?!" Dimentio cried.
                          
Why don't you check a mirror for the answer~? Dimentio could hear the shadow hiss.
                          
The last thing he wanted to do was trust the voice, but at this point, Dimentio just wanted to know why everyone changed their demeanor so quickly. He pulled himself off of the floor and looked at the nearest mirror. Dimentio immediately recoiled at his reflection and backed up into the opposite wall.