Maybe Henry leaving was what drove Joey off the brink. But he was just like me without that demon in his head. It wasn't all his fault after all. He deserves a second chance.

Sammy handed The End to Henry and helped him up. Henry ignored the pain in his broken limbs and straightened his posture. "Set us free, Henry."

"I'll try." Henry let go of the Dark Ink, sending a huge puddle of it sinking into the wooden floor. He was now back in his old form, though he wished he could turn human again if he could change forms like that. He suddenly felt less weak, proving Sammy's theory that the Dark Ink drained strength. But that would mean that he wasn't immune to the poisonous burning effects of Joey's ink.

Suddenly time unfroze, sending Henry's attacker back in its path to bite off his head, though it missed due to misjudging the smaller demon's size. Joey slammed into the wall, ink splattering in all directions. Henry took this opportunity to slide underneath Joey's legs and sprint to the throne in the center of the room.

Come on, come on!he thought frantically, searching for something to project The End. Then his eyes were drawn to Norman's lifeless body, with his head lying nearby. Sorry, buddy I gotta borrow this.Henry took the projector and placed the reel inside, turning the old machinery on. The broken bulb flickered weakly, but it was just enough to see two large words printed in fancy calligraphy play on the wall.

Joey was now back on his feet and was getting ready to charge again, but was distracted by a flash from behind. The demon turned slowly, seemingly scared to see his demise. His posture drooped, and his toothy lips curled down into a sad, scared frown. The End shone brightly in front of both demons, growing brighter by the second. Joey screamed, though it was more of a monstrous roar, and dropped to the ground. The ink melted off, evaporating into black mist. When Joey was back in his old form, he screamed in agony. A large blot of ink was leaving his chest, which formed into Bendy, but it was the one that Henry had seen so many times; in dreams and in hallucinations.

The room went dark when the reel ended. Joey was huddled on the floor in a large inky mass, shivering violently. He seemed so weak and helpless now that the true demon had left. But the odd thing was that Joey had stayed in the Ink Demon form, not even reverting to the original Bendy or turning human. Maybe the rest was really up to Henry.

But as Henry drew nearer to his old friend and readied to land the final killing blow, he hesitated. He might be the same Joey I knew all those years ago. He doesn't deserve to die like this. He needs a chance to right himself.

Joey looked up shakily at Henry, his eyes barely open. "just finish me off. Please. I don't deserve to live, not after all I've done," he rasped.

Henry didn't say anything; he only smiled and held out his hand invitingly. Joey flinched, expecting pain, but then realized that Henry was offering to help. It isn't the end after all. I just hope I'm doing the right thing.

To be continued...

A/N: alright, bois! This is the end! Or is it? I really hope you enjoyed this story, being my first fanfic and all :P I just want to shoutout to MrMonkeyOfDoom for being a great friend and awesome support!