"Anti..." I looked down at the semi-sleeping ego with a feeling of worry. It's a lot different when you're doing it to your self than it is to physically watch someone else go under. It's tense... Very tense. But Anti looked almost at peace. His face was soft. His hand was limp in mine. Even his breathing was even and relaxed. The only thing tense here was me. "Anti, I'm going to ask you a few questions, I would like you to answer them honestly to the best of your ability. Can you do that for me?"
"Yes..." His voice was slurred slightly and I smiled. It worked. RIght? Did it work? Oh god, if I fuck something up and something happens, Henrik is seriously gonna kick my ass for messing with his patient.
"Let's start with something easy. What's your name?" Part of me expected him just to respond with Anti. Since that is what we've been calling him. After all, Henrik did say it was just a theory but when his face scrunched up in confusion I frowned.
"I... do not know... how to answer that." I narrowed my eyes in thought and sighed. Maybe Henrik was wrong? Wait... hold on a minute. If he has two personalities, does that mean he would have two different names?
"Please inform me of the names you go by." His face relaxed and I started to tense up. What if I was wrong? I could just be confusing him more.
"Antisepticeye..." I let out a shaky breath I hadn't realized I was holding as Anti began to talk. "SepticeyeSam..." I froze up instantly. W-Wait... Sam is... The little green dude Jack had for a mascot? I am confused. I shook myself from my thoughts and frowned.
"How long have you gone by Sam?" I narrowed my eyes expecting some sort of sign that he was just messing with me but his face remained relaxed and I sighed. He's not able to mess with me right now. Everything he says, he says with complete honesty. At least... That is if these are his actual memories.
"Since I arrived..." His breath hitched slightly and I frowned. "I never... I never liked the name... Anti." He narrowed his eyes and frowned. I started to get a little worried. "That name seemed to fit Him more than me." I sighed running a hand through my hair. I should change the subject a bit. Get to know him a little more.
"What's your favorite color?" I've actually been curious about this for a while. I knew everyone's favorite except his. Jackies was blue like his mask, even though his suit and hair were both red. Marvin and Jameson both enjoyed the color pink. Henrik also liked blue but more of a seafoam blue... like a light blue-green. Jack and I both liked...
"Red." I cringed a little subconsciously. I guess I should have figured but... "like Roses... light colored red." Ok, I wasn't expecting that. When he said red I thought he meant like blood. I really need to separate Anti from well Anti... Actually, I need to stop seeing him as Anti all together. This... This is Sam.
"Ok, Sam..." He started to smile a bit as I called his name and my heart actually skipped a beat. It was a soft genuinely happy smile, I had never seen him have before. I might just be ruining it with my next question though. "You've known about the other ego's for so long..." His smile fell slightly and I frowned. "...is there any you actually liked?" Don't ask me why I thought to ask him this. I should be taking the chance I was given to ask about Jack... to be conforming Henrik's theory but instead...
"Chase..." Again I froze up. It just stands to show you how little I expected from him. "Ch-Chase Brody." I glanced over with wide eyes and once again saw nothing that would tell me he's lying... again not that he could in this state.
"W-Why?" My voice cracked a bit as I watched his even breathing out just to try and calm my nerves.
"He's not... like the others. He's not..." His face scrunched up a bit before relaxing again. "Everyone else is so set in their ways. They're stuck in a box." I listened intently as hi nearly monotone voice filled the space around us. "JJ is pure. Jackie is the hero." I frowned a bit. He mentioned Jackie's name and his voice didn't shake. If it wasn't obvious already it was now. This wasn't the same 'Anti' I was talking to before. This is the Sam from before his memory loss. From before he got this fear of Jackie. "Marvin is... well, he's the stage performer. All of them have a set box but Chase... He's not... defined by it."
"What do you mean?" He started to smile again and I held his hand tighter without even realizing it.
"He doesn't let who or what he is, control him. Everyone seems to see him as a child ego but... He's not." I didn't know what to make of this. Like I said I didn't know why I asked that but now that I'm hearing his answer... I honestly felt like crying. He isn't aware of who he's talking to. He's in a dreamlike state so there is no reason for him to push out an answer he would think I would want to hear. "He's strong. S-So very... strong... to fight your... own mind the way he does..."
"It's ok, you can stop." I could see how hard it was for him to finish the answer. It was as if the moment he started to talk about my own mental issues he started to get hurt. The problem was I had to get some answers. If I go to Henrik to tell him what we did, I need to have some concrete answers. Otherwise, what's the point in going to get bitched at for nothing? "Sam, I'm going to bring you back a moment in time. I need you to tell me what your seeing... what you're experiencing ok?"
"Yes..." I took a deep breath and asked one last stupid question before I dove right off the deep end.
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes." I smiled a bit before that smile turned to one of seriousness. This is where I very well might die... Breathe, Chase... Breathe.
"I need you to think back to the day you first saw Sean."
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Game Over ~AntiAverage
Fanfiction(~The cover took WAY to long to make lol~) (Ok warning... Anti does not have DID or anything like it. This book does not portray DID or anything else correctly in anyway as he DOES NOT have it. It does says he has an alternate personality ( or corre...
