#giveabone

Charley pulls out his butcher knife, Barley and Edgar following suit with their own knives. The ringleader of the Gang immediately throws his knife into the shoulder of the most slippery-looking boy - Jonathan, Bendy remembered - and the brawl between those three and Jonathan began, startling all three boys into realisation that they were not alone. There wasn't even enough time for Jonathan to scream as the Butcher Gang was on him. Edgar was quick to silence the bully with thick webbing as a gag, like a handkerchief stuffed into his mouth and tied around the back of his head. Charley and Barley were also extremely quick, extremely quick to shove their knives into the bully's torso, into as many vital organs as they could manage before Edgar slit his throat wide open, going so far as to hook Jonathan's esophagus out the slit and looped it around the rest of his throat, strangling im with his own organs until he choked to death.

Boris had his teeth bared, ready to lunge and strike whenever Bendy gave the word. The moment Bendy gave the signal, the wolf - no, the hellhound - took off in a sprint at the stronger looking of the remaining two; Gabriel, the powerhouse. The wolf was extremely quick to lock his jaw around the human's throat, ripping with his teeth and forcing Gabriel down, down to the ground before the wolf toon went to literally tear him limb from limb. Sinew and muscle tore as the hellhound tore his right arm from his body, and claws dug into the meat of Gabriel's chest, tearing outward and splitting the human's torso open, exposing the bones and organs for Boris to truly finish the job and finish off Gabriel.

The only one remaining, shocked into stillness and silence by the death of his friends, only watching as these horrors unfolded in front of him, was Gary. The click of the demon's heels on the stone made the boy bring his eyes up to look at the demon approaching him. "You know... I don't like fightin', or askin' my friends to do this," he says, gesturing to the Butcher Gang and the entrail-choked Jonathan, and to Boris and the torn-apart corpse that once was Gabriel. "I don't like spillin' blood. But... Lessons must be taught, when one hurts the one I love."

"What are you talking abou-!!" He didn't even get the sentence all the way out before there was suddenly a dagger flung into his chest. And another, and another, and then the ink demon was digging his high heel into Gary's chest, shoving him to the ground and pressing the blade of his scythe to his throat.

"I'm talkin' about Wally," he snarls. "How you've tormented him. Harmed him. Scarred him. An' now? Now you're goin' to pay the only way sinners must; with yer life. Anythin' else to say?"

"What are you?"

"I?" Bendy chuckled, looking at the human with his ink-smothered eyes. "I am yer nightmare." And, with one sweep, Gary's head was lopped off his shoulders, and Bendy turned to the Butcher Gang.