Double Trouble (Dark x Anti x child reader)

3. Meeting Two More demons

*TRIGGER WARNING: SA and child abuse*
Anti POV:
  Dark and I were doin are normal shite around the my house, ya know fighting and throwing things at each other, when this tiny demon appeared in my living room. I immediately grabbed my knife and charged at her. How dare a lesser demon teleport in to my house! I barely got to her when she doubled over in pain, a scream stuck in her throat. You could tell she wasn't the one getting hurt. She clawed at her throat. "ANTI! What did you do to her?!? She is a child! You can't kill a child!" Darkiplier yelled at me.

   "Dark, cool it, ya almost busted my ear drum ya twit! I didn't do shite! I haven't touched her yet!" I say stepping out of the way. The child is staring us down but not in a challenge, she's pleading. And demons don't plead. Suddenly she was able to breathe and fell to her knees. She grabbed her abdomen, her eyes wide.

   "P-please help her..B-Bonded" She choked out before writhing in pain. "H-he, " she screamed out, "f-fight him (Y/n)! P-p-p-please don't give up!"

   Dark and I made eye contact. She's not the one being harmed. Her human counterpart is and this little Demon was bonded to her. Dark pointed to her wrist. No, no way. She isn't just bonded, she's marked. Did she mark the human or did the human mark her? I was about to ask something when the girl screamed and disappeared. 

  "We have to follow her Anti, that demon didn't just come here to suffer on your couch! She came here because a 6 year old human girl is being tortured! I know we are demons but we can't just! And they are bound together, and marked! That mark was old, faded. This isn't the first time this little girl has been hurt." Dark was pacing, carving a trench in my living room. I sighed I really hate helping humans. My counter part tried to seal me away before any fun happened. But a human hurting a child so bad her demon surfaces before their 18th birthday. Not to mention the demon felt the need to bond and claim her as her counterpart. Something isn't right and I was not going to sit here and wait to find out what happened to the human and demon. I grabbed Dark and teleported in to a human living room. I hope this is the right one. We quietly look around finding traces of the little demons magic here and there. We come across a tiny bedroom with just a rug in it. There was a human man taking advantage of a tiny human girl. Too our surprise the girl makes eye contact to something behind us.

  We turn around and see the baby demon silently begging her to fight. We look at the tiny human and see her nod. The next second the man is cursing loudly on the ground beside her. The little girl takes off out of the room. She slams doors behind her. When the last bang shot through the house we allowed ourselves to be seen.

  Darkiplier POV:
   It took everything in my power not to rip the man off the girl. And rip him to pieces. I watched the human girl head butt the adult so hard that it sounded like his nose broke. She took off running the baby demon disappearing after her. We let them get away before showing ourselves to the monster in the room. Anti did his evil chuckle, and I noticed he was barely containing his rage. I felt the same way. I gave a noticeable cough to grab the man's attention. "Well, well, well what do we have here?" I say barely above a whisper. My voice dripping in sarcasm.

  Anti let's out a long, long chuckle, it seems like he can barely hold him self together. "I don't know Darkipoo, but I see a dead man walking." Another fit of chuckles. Anti is seething if he called me Darkipoo. I couldn't help but let a small laugh escape.

"Who the fuck are you?" The man said getting up in my face. Bad mistake. I looked down at him and laughed again, Anti had a shit eating grin.

  "Oh us? I'm your worst nightmare," a small smirk played on my lips and i pointed to Anti, "and he, well. He's the monster under your bed" Anti lunged at him, throwing punch after punch. The man threw Anti off him and jumped up. I reached out and scratched his face my claws gouging out his eye. He screams loudly. Ready to fight for his life. When the little Demon appears beside me.

   "Please don't kill him.... my father is his demon." She begged. Anti growled loudly. If his demon was the baby demons father, then this hunk of flesh was that little humans father. I felt my eyes go bright.

   "Can your father feel his pain... is he bound to him like you are to her?" I asked through gritted teeth. "Does your father-" I couldn't even get the words out.
  
     "No to all of your questions. Dad... cut off his connection to his human  counterpart.  But he could still die if this scum bag does." She said a new fire in her eyes. "Please make him suffer. Just don't kill him, yet. (Y/n) is near be quiet."

   This little Demon gave us permission to torture. She gave us permission. That really pisses me off. She looked at the man with so much hate. Anti chuckled loudly, "and who do you think you are little demon?"

  "I am Drafty. Daughter of Lucifer and Melanie.  Unfortunately this gentleman is related to me by bond. And bond alone, (Y/n) doesn't want him around. And he forced me and her to grow up way to quickly. She should be watching cartoons, playing outside, getting tucked in, bed time stories,  and goodnight kisses," she took three steps toward the man, "no 6 year old should be pleasing their fathers, cooking eggs, or being beaten. She should not have the mental health of a suicidal teenager,  nor the brusies of a domestic violence victim." She stated getting louder. Her eyes are shining brighter than Anti or mine could. And she was a hair close to killing the man. I looked at Anti and nodded. He knocked the man out and the man fell with a thud. Drafty started at the unmoving man, taking quick deep breaths.