Revival Darling (Bendy x Reader x Ink Demon)

Chapter 1: Dragged Into a Mess

The door rang a bell when a woman entered the place, having a trenchcoat and a purse with her. The bell rang again when the same woman closed the door again. She gave out a sigh as she walked deeper into the ArchGate studio that belonged not to Joey Drew but to someone else, also a man. Y/N, the name of the woman, forgot the name of the owner as she walked deeper into the studio, much deeper than before in order to reach her office. Y/N's second was Audrey and she liked to know who gave her the second name but the problem was she didn't know her parents, which was quite sad for her. She always wanted to know her parents' love before moving away but she grew up in an orphanage and she had to move away eventually when she reached 18. Good thing she was friends with a colleague who offered a job for her at ArchGate studios.

Y/N greeted others when she passed by them is not a hurry case since she didn't arrive too late. Once she reached her office, she entered the place and undid her coat along with her purse. Normally, she wasn't like a woman with a purse but she decided to take some stuff with her and that's why a purse was needed. At least she has pants on and not some kind of dress. Being a woman wasn't easy in the year 1973. Yes, crazy times like the beginning of the 20th century were over like the year of joey Drew when he was born and even with his good friend, Henry Stein. Y/N took great interest in both men being an adult. No, not romanticly interested in them but rather in who they were and even about the studio before going into bankruptcy,  

Y/N sighed once again and stretched herself out before sitting down and grabbing an inkpot with ink in it and a special ink pen. She checked if anything was in order and began to draw her favorite cartoon ever since she could remember: Bendy. 

Bendy was once a popular cartoon from Joey Drew Studios being drawn at the time of Joey's life. He just grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and began to draw. That's how Bendy was born. Eventually, he built up his own studio and more characters were born just as Alice Angel and Boris the Wolf. Mind you, they looked inspired by Disney characters that Walt Disney drew in his lifetime. 

Y/N smiled as she continued to draw Bendy as she fell in love with him. She was just a small child when she heard and found out about Bendy. As a small child, she became obsessed with cartoons and decided to go to a special drawing school to learn to be a cartoonist since she could find a job and she succeeded. Congratulations to you, dear reader.

Hours later~ 

"There you go, little guy. And only eight hundred more frames to go!" Y/N began and chuckled awkwardly from talking to a little cartoon she drew. "No way I'm getting through tonight without some coffee. Probably some downstairs." She then stood up. "Time for a little adventure."

Y/N then left her office before going to the elevator. A studio is a big place where she worked. She opened the door and began to explore. The first thing she noticed was that she was completely ALONE. No one else was around... Or so she thought. She had to go into another office in order to reach the door to the elevator. She gasped once thunder hit and she looked behind her. She found it creepy and even getting scary. She quickly reached the door and to her utter disbelief. They locked her in. "Really? They locked me in? Good thing I brought my own key today."

She quickly went back to her office and found the key on the table just like the Bendy drawing is. Before she reached her office she found a Bendy cutout standing where the alarm was going off. Seriously? Who put the Bendy cutout there? There must be someone else too with her. "Whew! There's the key."

She took the key immediately and went back to the elevator. She unlocked the door and entered. The hallway was dark, something she didn't feel welcome in a while. "That's creepy." Just then, she perked up upon hearing noises. "Hello? Is someone there?"

Nothing responded to her. Y/N shrugged but felt a bit scared. She decided to go to get her coffee earlier from now on if she wanted to stay from the creepy hallways. She arrived finally at the elevator before pressing the button and waiting. Once she heard the sound, she entered and clicked on the button again to go down. But just as the elevator doors were fully closed, someone stepped in and opened the doors again. She got scared to death.

"Y/N!"

"Wilson!" the girl began panting. "You scared me to death!"

"I'm sorry, my dear. Didn't mean to frighten you. You're working late tonight. A pretty girl like you shouldn't be wandering around all by yourself. Mind if I step in?"

Wilson was a janitor that worked here in the studio to clean, much like Wally Franks, I tell you.  The pair continued on a conversation, even though, Y/N didn't want though due to Wilson being a creepy guy around here. Just then, the elevator stopped, causing Y/N to panic. "What was that? Please tell me we're not trapped here."

"Don't you worry, my dear. It's just a little short in the system. Happening a lot these past few days. Do not fret. Let's see what we can find. Come on now. Old Wilson will protect you."

Yeah, right. Y/N felt something in her gut that she should've trusted. Wilson was not to be trusted. But Y/N was naive at the time that she still needed to learn.  Wilson told Y/N to follow him and as Y/N obeyed and followed him, they were in a room where the ink machine is. Huh... What's an old piece doing here in the studio? Oh yeah, the studio took all the stuff Joey drew and made it into a small little museum they did. 

Wilson turned to face Y/N who was behind him. "Looks like someone's been messing with the exhibits. There should be something on each of these pedestals. Y/N, sweet Y/N... Do an old man a favor and go find them? I'll tend to the power."

Y/N watched as Wilson walked away to tend the power. As she stood there for a while, she began to think. Was Wilson really to be trusted? What would he do if he hurt Y/N? She decided to obey what Wilson asked and went to find items. So, there was a plush needed, a gear, an inkpot, a music disc,  and a book. That's what Y/N hoped at least. She decided to not panic. Her favorite would be the Bendy plush sitting on the chair. Once she collected all the stuff she needed, she went to these pedestals and placed the correct item on each of them. She then went back to talk to Wilson. 

"Only one thing left to do," Wilson began. "Pull that switch!" 

Wow, that was an ordering command and not a nice question. Y/N immediately pulled the switch. In return, Wilson closed and LOCKED the door. Now, the poor female became more creeped out. What was he planning? "It is done."

"Wilson?"

"Oh, Y/N. The things you've set in motion."

Just then, the ink began flowing more and more. This caused Y/N to panic even more inside of her. What was going on? "What's happening?!"

"the ink is calling us, my dear." He turned to face her. "Can't you hear it?"

"What?"

"Shhhh," Wilson began, shushing her. "Don't fret. We're going home."

Y/N began to shake so badly that she wanted to cry. She wanted to shout. She wanted to scream. She needed help! She wanted Bendy! Wait, skip the last part. Bendy doesn't exist... right? Before Y/N could say anything, she was pulled into a puddle of ink, where she took her last breath.