Song: Welcome to my life (This is the Nightcore version)

Warning: mentions of depression

Ships: Hinted Prinxiety and Logicaltiy

This is before Accepting Anxiety.

Virgil's POV:

We were playing truth or dare. Thomas was asking me. "Truth or Dare?" He asked. "Dare." I said, deciding to take on a challenge. "Sing a song." He dared.

I decided to show them the truth. I knew what song.

(Virgil's singing is bold and the other person's is italics.)

"Do you ever feel like breaking down? Do you ever feel out of place, like somehow you just don't belong, and no one understands you?" I started singing. Everyone's smirks faded.

"Do you ever wanna run away? Do you lock yourself in your room? With the radio on turned up so loud, that no one hears you screaming? No, you don't know what it's like, when nothin' feels alright. You don't know what it's like to be like me." I continued singing.

"To be hurt, to feel lost, to be left out in the dark. To be kicked, when you're down, feel like you've been pushed around. -I glared at Prince, who was shocked into silence- To be on the edge of breaking down, and no one's there to save you, no you don't know what it's like, welcome to my life.

"Do you wanna be somebody else? Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more, before your life is over? Are you stuck inside a world you hate? Are you sick of everyone around? With their big fake smiles and stupid lies, while deep inside you're bleeding?

"No, you don't know what it's like, when nothin' feels alright. You don't know what it's like, to be like me. To be hurt, to feel lost, to be left out in the dark, to be kicked, when you're down, feel like you've been pushed around. To be on the edge of breaking down, and no one's there to save you. No, you don't know what it's like, welcome to my life.

"And No one ever lied straight to your face, and no one ever stabbed you in the back. You might think I'm happy, but I'm not gonna be okay. And everybody always gave you what you wanted. You never had to work, it was always there.

"You don't know what it's like, what it's like, to be hurt, to feel lost, to be left out in the dark. To be kicked, when you're down, feel like you've been pushed around. To be on the edge of breaking down, and no one's there to save you. No you don't know what it's like, what it's like, to be hurt, to feel lost, to be left out in the dark. To be kicked, when you're down, feel like you've been pushed around. To be on the edge of breaking down, and no one's there to save you. No you don't know what it's like, welcome to my life, welcome to my life, welcome to my life." I finished the song, sinking down afterward, leaving behind four shocked people and a green-eyed girl with tears rolling down her face.

........

(Time Skip)

Logan's POV:

We were doing a video for Valentine's Day. Roman was fighting the 'dragon witch'. I realized the chances of him suriving this fight were slim, and much slimer without injuries. I opened my mouth to warn him, but it was too late. Claws were already leaping at his throat.

We all flinched, closing our eyes as one. I heard a body thud to the ground. I opened my eyes, expecting Prince to be lying dead. But he was fine, standing over a body. The dragon witch laughed, but Kelly leaped at it, a sword appearing in her hand.

Prince had been saved, someone had thrown their body in front of him, shielding him and taking the blow. Prince knelt beside the body. "Anxiety... you saved me. Why?" He asked, but I could hear the panic in his voice.

Anxiety coughed blood. "Because you're too lovable not to, idiot." He sputtered, blood pouring from the wound in his throat. "Y-you love me?" Prince asked in disbelief. Meanwhile, Patton and Thomas had realized what happened. Patton was sobbing, how it was all his fault.

I pulled him close to my chest. He cried into my shoulder while I rubbed circles into his back. Thomas looked heartbroken at the scene. "We were always mean to him, calling him a disorder. It broke him. So why...?" His voice trailed off.

Patton suddenly broke away from me, running over to Anxiety. "I haven't done this in so long..." He murmured to himself. He touched the wound and green light floated around it. The wound closed, drawing gasps from around the room, Anxiety included.

Patton fainted, and I caught him before his head hit the ground. I scooped him up and laid him on the couch before sitting down beside him and looked up. "Anx... are you alright? You're still covered in blood..." I managed, shocked by the events that just played out.

He sat up. "I'm fine. My wound was healed." He said, rubbing his bloody neck. I looked towards Kelly. She was standing next to the dragon witch carcass, panting with a blood covered sword in her hand. She had a gash in her cheek, as well as cuts and scrapes. She was covered with blood, hopefully the dragon witch's.

She tossed her sword in the air. It shrank into a golden ring that slipped onto her finger. She walked over to us. Her bright green eye was glowing slightly gold. Tears were falling down her face. "Are you alright?" Prince asked. She shook her head.

"That dragon witch passed on a message. She was speaking the truth. Long ago, two of my sisters were cursed. The dragon witch said it was too late for one of them. They said it was because she had been so young when my sister was cursed. She never had a chance to be kind." Kelly explained.

Prince murmured in sympathy. Thomas sat down on a couch and sighed, running a hand through his purple hair. "I think we all lost, or nearly lost, something today." He remarked, sadness sparkling in his eyes.

I could only nod in agreement. Suddenly, a girl that looked exactly like Kelly appeared, her red eyes glowing and a smirk on her face. Kelly looked up and seemed to droop even more. "Go ahead. Kill me. I don't care. Just leave my friends alone." She said, holding out her arms, perfectly willing to get murdered.

Strike me down to the ground, you know I've seen it before. Make it hurt, I'll eat the dirt. I just don't care ANYMORE🔫.

The evil version of Kelly froze. "W-what?"

Evil Little Kelly's / Ruby's POV:

I froze. "W-what?" I asked in suprise and shock. Kelly was always cheerful to her friends, and was always willing to protect them. To see her willing, wanting, to die... wait, why did I care? She was my enemy! Why did I want to hug her and comfort her instead? Why did I long to be at her side, fighting armies, always having her back?

"You want to kill me, do you not? Go ahead." Kelly said, meeting my eyes with her own. They were glazed over like newly cut glass. Shattered. Why did I feel deep regret? Yet determined to help Kelly.

Then I remembered something. A buried memory resurfacing. Kelly and I were little kids, playing with.... someone. No. Cal. Our brother. Memories flowed through my mind and I remembered everything.

I glanced into a nearby mirror (Roman had one). My eyes were changing. They were no longer red. They were chocolate brown.

Lost herself, forgot her past. Hatred for Kelly, but it won't last. Brown to red and red to brown. Only then, can she stop her renound.

I met her bright green eye. "Long time, no see.... Sis." I said in a slightly shaking voice. Tears fell from Kelly face. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around my long-lost sister.

........

I made a lot of new friends that day.