Used to the Cage

In Dark's Clutches

Anti was still freaking out inside. He couldn't believe what just happened.

Dark was Host the entire time he was there!? Then where was Host?! Did the narrator really let him pretend to be him!?

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Dark suddenly slapped him across the face, a heated anger in his deadly eyes, "I could ask you the EXACT same thing!"

Anti yelped and stumbled but kept his balance as best he could even if his face was stinging from that hit.

Dark shook his head in disappointment, "I expected better out of you"

"You left me"

"You KNOW why!"

"You fucking told them I was useless to you! I was there when you said it!"

Dark chuckled, "Do you honestly think I'd tell them any different?" he sighed, "You're ridiculous. Why would I give them anything to manipulate me with? It was better that they thought I hated you"

"But . . . you do"

"Anti" Dark tried to put a hand on his shoulder but he just flinched back, "Anti" his voice was a bit more forceful.

The glitch glared at him, "I had never heard you sound more serious than you did that day. You called me pathetic. Said you were right to leave me that day. I fucked up and it served me right to be their prisoner." he took a shaky breathe, "You don't need me anymore"

Dark shook his head, "That was all nonsense" he shrugged, "To get them to stop doing . . . whatever it was they might have done to you."

Anti chuckled lightly, "You know the funny thing is that they didn't really do much of anything to me. I just had to do a bunch of chores or else get electrocuted until I told them what you were after"

"You could have told them sooner, really" Dark snorted, "You blab all the time, I figured you would have about that as well. Would have saved you a lot of torment"

"As if you give a shit. FUCK YOU!"

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT! YOU MESSED UP RIGHT FROM THE BEGINNING! IF YOU WOULD HAVE JUST DID EXACTLY WHAT I SAID-"

"WHY!? BECAUSE I'M YOUR LITTLE BITCH!?" Anti lost it and growled, "I'm fucking tired of being used by everyone. You were never my friend. You were just using me. You hurt me, tortured me, kept me in a cage, too, when it suited you . . . . . I'm done taking orders from you"

Dark's eyes deepened in a red color. He looked as if he wanted to beat Anti himself, "I know, Celine. . . . . . . . I thought better of him, too. He's just yet another disappointment"

Anti squinted at him, "C-celine?"

But he didn't have time to say or ask any more. In an instant, he saw darkness.

Dark stood over him. He seemed almost sorrowful but that was only for a moment.

The real Host walked in the room, his arms behind his back, "The Host assumes the objective when as planned? Google has the device and is already working on it"

Dark nodded, "Yes. Anti, however, is out of touch. We'll have to reform him"

"The Host asked 'why?'. The goal is for you to absorb the rest of the Ipliers and take down Markiplier. The Host wondered why he'd need Anti at all for this"