il's POV

Rage.  Rage.  Towards...a god.

The only god I know of is Herobrine, but...why do I feel this level of rage towards him?

My eyes felt too heavy to open, and I couldn't seem to move at all....

The last thing I remember was...Kit being extremely rude...but that was not like her....

And...I was getting...angry....

Wait...I remember that...anger seems to bring the other side of me that I called el....

Wait, is Kit ok?!  Did el kill people again?!

Uh, No.  I fOcUs On ThE mAiN pRoBlEm UnTiL ThEy'Re DeAd.  THEN I kIlL pEoPlE cUz It'S fUn.

el?!

YeAh, ThAt'S mY nAmE.  DoN't WeAr It OuT.

How...angry are you at Herobrine?

To ThE pOiNt ThAt I dOn'T cArE wHo ElSe MaKeS yOu MaD.  He TrIeD tO mAkE mE kIlL sOmEoNe WhO wAsN't In ThE wRoNg WhEn It WaS hIm.  So, UnTiL hE's DeAd, I'mA fRiCkInG kIlL hIm.

Ok then....

I tried opening my eyes again, and this time,I actually did.

It was...kinda bright at first...and blurry.

And...I think I was sitting?

Ughh...my head hurts....

I blinked a few times and tried rubbing my eyes.

...Aaaaand I couldn't!

I always seem to find myself in these situations....

I noticed people around.  I think they were the baccas.  They seemed to be milling about or tending to young children.

There was a group in a circle to my right, though.  I think...it was my friends.  They seemed to be having a conversation about...something, and...there was a glowing Becca sitting in the middle, but...I could see her practically staring at me from the other side of the circle too?

Uhh....

Kit was next to Becca...uh, the...real one?...and noticed me.

"IL!"

She started over to me, but Known stopped her, turning to me.  "Are you actually il or that demon il?"

"Uh, her name's el, but...uh...I'm preeeetty sure I'm il."

"I'm not so sure...have you seen your wings?"

My wings were hanging over the sides of the chair, but I hadn't paid much attention to them.  I also noted the small particles of light flowing around me and the chair.

I guess that was why I couldn't move.

But...my wings....

They were even darker than before.  They were actually nearly pitch black.  Not quite, though.  It was clearly still gray, but...really dark.

I blinked a couple times.  "Huh.  Not 'til now, no....  Kit, are you ok?"

Kit looked to Known for a moment before pushing past, coming next to me.  "A little beat up, but I'm more emotionally injured than anything.  I freaking hurt you guys again!"

"Because of that imbecile, Herobrine.  It never was, never has been, and will never be your fault for attacking us because of him.  It's always him, and no one else."  I countered.

il is awake?  Glowy Becca said.

"Yeah...?"  I said slowly, unsure of this circumstance.  The light particles also dissipated from around me, allowing me up.

"She can't hear or see you, nor can she physically speak.  That's what this projection is, so she can at least speak."  Object explained.

il...can...can you come over to physical me?  I...I need to touch you.  What our friends have been describing about you...I think I can help.

I walked over slowly, noticing Rebekitah next to Becca, holding her hand and drawing shapes---no, letters---into her hand and muttering.  ---ming over now.

I held her free hand as Rebekitah stopped.

Is that you, il?

Yes.

Glowy Becca sighed.  Let me see....

Nothing seemed to happen for a moment...then a flash of pain.  I yelped and jumped back as glowy Becca gasped.

Oh my God.  il, you don't realize how close you are to death right now, and I'm not calling el death.

"What does she mean?"

Rebekitah relayed that to Becca.

I mean...your very being, your soul, your spirit, however you want to describe it, is trying to reject el.  However, it's kinda like a lung transplant where the body might try to reject the new lung because it's foreign, yet you need it to survive.  il, if el leaves your body or you transform into her completely one more time...you'll die.  Both of you.

WhAt?!!

"How can you fix it?!"

By...I suppose, splicing you two together.  It'll stop your being from trying to remove el, and it should stop your imminent death at the moment.  Though...it'll probably hurt.  Are you ok with that?

il, SeRiOuSlY, I kInDa DoN't WaNnA dIe.

Yeah...me either.

"Go for it."

Ok.  But il...you cannot let go of me.  If you do, you WILL die.

I bit my lip, looking at my extremely dark wings.

I shivered slightly before grabbing Becca's hand, closing my eyes.

"Sorry if I hurt you...."  I whispered too quietly for Rebekitah to hear.

Everything and everyone was silent.

Then the pain.

At first, it was kinda like a slight poke.  The pain seemed to be only on the right half of my body.

Then...it got worse.

A...stabby feeling.

I tightened my grip on Becca's small hand, afraid that I might accidentally crush it.

Then...a scream.

But not my own.

No....

It was el.

The pain just got worse and worse and then...stopped.

Like it never happened.

Becca squeezed my hand lightly before pulling from my tight grip.

I was breathing hard, my eyes still clenched shut.

"Oh My GoD.  WhAt JuSt HaPpEnEd...?"  ...I...said...?

il, are you ok?  Becca asked worriedly.

"I don't know...."   I...said...?

I'm so confused.

"il...you might wanna open your eyessssss...."

Slowly, I opened them.

To find that I couldn't see out of my right eye.

I jumped up frantically, looking around.

"WhAt'S gOiNg On?!"

I spliced you and el, il.  You now control your body together.  However, that is not the only thing I must do.  I need to give you the weapon to...kill Herobrine.

I blinked.

We...share my body now?

ApPaReNtLy....

I looked at myself and gasped.

Half of my body looked the same, except my left wing was now back to being entirely white.

However....

My right wing was pitch black, as well as a red haze all around the right half of my body, stopping just before touching the left half.

ThIs Is GoNnA tAkE sOmE gEtTiNg UsEd To....

Rebekitah was frantically speaking to Becca whilst writing into her hand.  Becca, you can't!  You don't have the strength to summon that without dealing serious damage to yourself!

Rebekitah, stop.  There is no other way.  il, hold out your hand.

It took me a second to do so because I was still disoriented from the splicing.

Something started forming in Becca's hand.

A sword.

She then pressed it against my hand and it disappeared again, particles floating into my hand.

Herobrine knows about the Falchion, but he does not know that it now exists here.  This is a weapon that is capable of killing gods.  Gifted to humans by the divine dragon Naga, this was one of her fangs.  She hoped that, when the gods did go mad, the humans might have a way to defend themselves.  However, if you walk anywhere near Herobrine with this, he will freak the heck out and murder you from a distance.  And...I had to make it difficult for you to summon.  You might summon it accidentally, so----

Becca winced and leaned over, breathing hard.

Shoot.  il, to summon the sword, you need to become one, ok?  Just...remember that....

Rebekitah and Becky shivered and collapsed, as well as the glowy Becca.

I have no more power.  The only way to save me now is to defeat Herobrine.  Please, everyone....

The alter egos disappeared into the physical Becca and the glowy Becca flickered like a disturbance in a signal.

I'm sorry I'm leaving so suddenly.  I'm so sor----

Glowy Becca disappeared and Becca fell forward, nearly falling to the floor.

I caught her, sitting her back up.

I looked at my hand in shock and then back at the others.

"That, ah, kinda escalated quickly."  Kit said bluntly.

"Sssssseriously.  Didn't il wake up, like, sssssseven minutessssss ago or ssssssomething?"

"WeLl, We ShOuLdN't JuSt SiT aRoUnD!  LeZ gO kIlL a FrEaKiNg GoD!"