Egotober 2024 Fanfics

Day 16: Mask

Egos: Antisepticeye, Chase Brody, Dr Schneeplestein

'Make sure zat is secure-yes there' Henrik von Schneeplestein instructed his neighbour, his phone balancing between his shoulder and cheek. He looked thoughtfully at the metal gate that was across the hospital main entrance, then watched his neighbour rattle the giant silver padlock on the gate before giving a thumbs up. Henrik smiled weakly and looked across the building at the boarded up windows, the security cameras and other metal gates that lined the hospital before turning his attention back to his phone.

'Sorry, vhat were you saying?'

The voice on the other end scoffed, 'I SAID when are ya coming back?! We don't have much time left and we still need to finish packing the van!'

'I know, I know' Henrik said a little tiredly as he started to pace back and forth, 'we're going to make sure everything's secured then come back.' He said before hanging up and looking at his neighbour who gave him a sympathetic look: the doctor looked exhausted.

Henrik hated this annual holiday.

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Chase Brody impatiently tapped his fingers against the boot of the red van, looking nervous which turned to frustration as he saw his brother running down the road towards him. He then raised his hands up, glaring.

'What the fuck Hen?! Ya should've secured the hospital earlier in the day-'

'Chase, shut up; you know how busy it gets before ze siren'

Chase flinched as Henrik snapped at him and his expression changed to guilt.

'Yeah...that's true.' He muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. He then watched his brother carry a defibrillator and place into the back of the van, 'Look, I'm sorry; I'm just stressed.'

Henrik placed his huge first aid bag next to the medical machine before closing the boot and sighed, his hands still on the vehicle, 'I know...I know. I hate zhis night too...'

Chase looked at his brother sympathetically: he always looked exhausted and angry around this time. He was about to open his mouth to comfort the doctor, but gasped and widened his eyes instead, looking back towards their house. Henrik frowned at him then swiftly turned round and looked disappointed.

A man dressed in a ripped leather jacket, ripped black jeans, spiked fingerless gloves and a plain red shirt was marching out of the house, excitement evident in his movements. His elf-like ears twitched from outside his plain flesh coloured mask, but wisps of his short vibrant green hair stuck out at the top of it. The man turned his head to look at the two and gleefully waved, adjusting his rucksack with his other arm.

'Beautiful night, isn't it?!' he called out.

Chase looked worried, but Henrik cleared his throat, 'Antony, you don't have to join in with ze rest of them. You ca-'

'Ah shut up! I'm going for a new kill record! Plus, Lewis has let Dawktrap take over tonight and he's learnt hypnosis!' He answered excitedly, glitching messily, all without stopping. He gave the two one final wave before running away from the house. The two just watched him quietly, then Henrik was the one to break the silence.

'Stupid boy. He'll get himself killed one of zhese nights' he scoffed as he got into the driver's seat. Chase watched Henrik then got into the passenger seat and shut the door.

'Yeah, but he's half demon-he'll live. Just be glad we're his siblings and he won't hurt us.' He said but looked a little unwell.

The sound they heard next made him feel unwell.

The sound of an air raid siren went off; it was loud and engulfed the entire area. This was then followed by an announcement:

"This is not a test, this is your Emergency Broadcast System. Announcing the commencement of the annual Purge sanctioned by the U.K Government.

Weapons of class four and lower have been authorized for use during the purge. All other weapons are restricted.

Commencing at the second siren, any and all crime (including murder) will be legal for 12 continuous hours.

Police, fire, and Emergency Medical services will be unavailable until tomorrow morning at 7:00 a.m. When the purge concludes.

May God be with you all."

As the second air raid siren went off, making the event official for the night, Chase's eyes started to tear up. He sniffed and quickly rubbed them while Henrik's face paled but he huffed, doing his best to keep his composure. The hospital wouldn't be open for 12 hours now, so they were going to be the medical service for tonight. But, even as Henrik backed the van out of the driveway, he could feel his heart racing with fear.

He really hated Purge Night.