What You Want

So, this is what Applejack wants? So be it.

Applejack got a letter from a mysterious person to go to an old workshop. She didn't know who sent the letter, since there was no return address... only a picture of Bendy. She knew where she had to go.

When she made it to the workshop, it was filled to the brim with ink. The monstrous ink creation known only as Bendy couldn't even see her. She noticed a gaping hole. She jumped down, and the impact alerted Bendy. It also knocked down an audio log, which hit the play button.

It's dark and it's cold and it's stuck in behind every single wall now. In some places, I swear this godforsaken ink is clear up to my knees! Who ever thought that these crummy pipes could hold up under this kind of strain either knows something about pressure I don't, or he's some kind of idiot. But the real worst part about all this... are them noises the system makes. Like a dying dog on its last legs. Make no mistake, this place... this... machine... heck, this whole darn thing... it just isn't natural. You can bet, I won't be doing any more repair jobs for Mister Joey Drew.

"What in tarnation?!", Applejack asked. She followed Henry Stein's path until she herself got captured by a revived Sammy Lawrence.

"There we go now, nice and tight. We wouldn't want our sheep roaming away now, would we? No, we wouldn't. I must admit I am honored you came all the way down here to visit me. It almost makes what I'm about to do seem cruel. But the believers must honor their savior. I must have him notice me. Wait. You look familiar to me... that face... Not now. For our lord is calling to us, my little sheep. The time of sacrifice is at hand! And then, I will finally be freed from this... prison. This inky... dark... abyss I call a body. Shhhhh! Quiet! Listen! I can hear him. Crawling above. Crawling! Let us begin. The ritual must be completed! Soon he will hear me... he will set us free", Sammy said. He left the room. "Sheep, sheep, sheep, It's time for sleep. Rest your head. It's time for bed. In the morning, you may wake. Or in the morning, you'll be dead. Hear me, Bendy! Arise from the darkness! Arise and claim my offering! Free me! I beg you! I summon you, ink demon! Show your face and take this tender sheep! No! My lord! Stay back! I am your prophet! I am your- AAAHHH!!!" Applejack freed herself and fought Bendy with her bare hands, showing that she could actually fight the Ink Demon. After subduing the villain, she grabbed the broken axe handle and drove it through his heart, sticking him to the ground.

"That'll teach you to fuck with a cowgirl", Applejack quipped. She found Boris hiding in a room. The duo took an elevator to the Safehouse. It was based on an actual house, containing a bedroom, kitchen, restroom, and a living room. From the hall between the doors leading to the bathroom and the living room are overalls, pants, and a pair of boxer shorts hanging on the wall, although they do not belong to either Applejack or Boris. She saw a pen. "It was you. You sent the letter." Boris nodded. "Who are you?"

"I will explain... everything", Boris answered. "My name was Daniel. I was a volunteered worker of Joey Drew Studios. A Jewish teenager from the Lower East Side in New York, I dropped out of school because of my decision of working as a delivery boy to help support my widowed mother. I dreamed to become an artist and was invited to the animation studio by Joey Drew in the summer of 1946 to see the great wonders of the studio until I witnessed something wrong one night." He proceeded to explain his entire journey throughout Joey Drew Studios. "After I was ripped in half by Beast Bendy and drowned in the ink along with him, and was revived as Boris the Wolf, Joey revealed what happened to me and even told me to accept my new self and not to talk or make sense of it as it would only frustrate me, even though I was already frustrated to begin with. As I started to lose the ability to speak, Joey attempted to entice me into accompanying him to an undisclosed location, supposedly containing an abundant amount of food. Despite Boris's personality beginning to take control, I was able to resist this for one final act: crushing Joey's hand, throwing him to the floor and running deep into the studio to Level K. As a result, I ended up in The Cycle with my final thoughts being that of me going deeper into the loop. Now, I'm not really Daniel anymore. I am Boris. Descending deeper into this world of ageing, yellowing madness. My name isn't mine, even if you sign the line. I never had the heart or soul to let it go. The jealousy, it took control of everything I do."

"Don't worry. We'll get out of this hellhole one way or another. I've gotten out of tougher situations", Applejack said. "My name's Applejack. Now... we need to figure out where the exit is." She remembered the ink-infested foyer. From the room after the exit hallway filled with several posters, it contained a projector, a Bendy cutout, and several desks. There was a large table containing a miniature Bendy cutout and several papers. Next to the projector, there was a chair with the radio speaker on top. "Maybe we can go that way."

"Maybe you can. I need to stay here", Boris said.

"Wait. I thought you turned into a monster", Applejack said.

"The ink restored my original form", Boris replied.

"Oh. Well, it was nice meeting you. I need to go", Applejack responded. "See you around, Boris."

To be continued...