Used to the Cage

Broken Free

Something felt direly wrong in the auditorium.

Pieces of the wood on the stage pried up, floating around the environment. Dark's power was overwhelming and he shook near vibrating, his aura pulsing. It was like the room had its own heartbeat.

Anti didn't recognize him.

He saw a monster willing to risk everything and everyone to kill one person that didn't matter. Didn't do anything to him. Anti didn't care before. He was always in it to go after the Septics. But now things felt so different.

He felt so different.

Flashback

Dark smirked at him, "I don't know why you hate Google so much. You two have a lot in common"

Anti rolled his eyes, "Oh yeah? Like what? Tech and murder? That all ya got, slick?"

"Maybe"

"You're so fooking lame"

"Whatever."

Anti snickered at him, "Hey on our stake-out later today, you wanna check out that froyo place again?"

"Ugh . . .no." he crinkled his nose, writing something on a piece of paper, "Too many people there last time"

"But that cashier really seemed to have the hots for ya!"

Dark glared at him but it wasn't really an angry one. More like a 'shut the fuck up' one.

"For your information I am not interested in dating. I have too many people to care for. Plans to enact"

"Yeah yeah yeah. Killing Mark, gathering all the egos and whatnot. But ya only got Host, Google, Wil and Eric so far. The others like Yancy, Illinois and Magnum will be harder to convince, especially since they were just recently in that Heist video with Mark"

"I don't think so" Dark shrugged, "I think they'll be even more willing. Once they see what I have to offer, they'll come running to me"

"The hell is this device you keep going on about anyway?"

Dark twitched slightly, "It's nothing. Just important. You'll just have to trust me, Anti"

The glitch rolled his eyes, "You're such a bastard"

"Talk that way to me again and you're getting locked back up in the folder"

Anti dodged a literal bullet once he got a question wrong. How was he supposed to know American History?! He was from Brighton!

"This is fooking bullshite!"

Wilford shot again, "Hey! That's the word of the day! Congratulations! You get free bubbles!"

Suddenly bubbles poured out from behind the curtains along with confetti but Anti was still watching out for Wilford to shoot his gun again.

'I fucking swear! All I did was trip! So what I got coffee all over Dark's new white suit! That emo fucker can suck my-'

But before he could finish his thought, he saw a familiar glare from in the 'crowd'. Those red eyes glistening and watching. Dark could be so intimidating sometimes. But he deserved this, right?