The Darkness Taking Over: Book 2

Chapter 16

Dark's POV

The bat hits my head with a loud ding. But no pain comes. None at all. But the bat got a pretty bad hit. When the bat hit my head, it bent right into the shape of my skull.
      "Nice," I reply with a smile, red starting to haze my vision as the whole of my eyes glow a blood red. Anti's do the same, only his turn to the green of Sam the Septic Eye. "I'm Darkiplier. But people call me Dark."
      "And I'm AntiSepticEye," Anti says with a toothy smile. "But people call me Anti."
      "Now," I say, the smile still remaining. "It's my turn." I punch the vampire and he goes flying back, his body leaving a crack in the wall.
      "Good one, Dark," Anti says with a smile. I nod in thanks. I love my bloodlust sometimes. When it comes to times like this, the instinct mode really helps. Anti pins Dylan to the wall before he even gets a chance to do something.
      "Demons!" Dylan says in shock.
      "That's right," I say. "Congrats! You're now a genius! Here's your degree in being a slow smart ass. Now, time for the fun. Oh, Mark. Jack. Come here." The two huge wolves come forward, foam dripping from their big muzzle. I jump straight into Mark, my body going right into his. I shake my head, Mark's dark yellow eye turning my bright blood red. I do a wolffish smile, running my tongue over my big pointy teeth. I jump forward at Conner, grabbing him by the neck. I bite down with all of my strength, his head and body disconnecting. Anti has done the same, but instead crushing Dylan's skull right in his mouth.

Mark's POV

I wake up in my bed, my body still a little sore from the beating last night. I then start jerking spastically. Almost like I was having a seizure. I then became stiff, my back arching upward, a cold feeling rushing through my body. Then I fall back, everything going back to normal. What happened? I'm panting due to the quick change of events. All I remember was pain and...that's it. Black. Nothing. It's like a tape playing in my head, it plays what it has and when it reaches the end, static buzzes. I concentrate on trying to remember, but it's like trying to break through a foot long of steel with only your bare hands. I then stop when I get a piercing headache, which is usually what happens when I try to remember my past events as a wolf.
      I then get up and go to the bathroom. I walk in and do my business and then wash my hands. I glance at myself and in the mirror and I see Dark standing where my reflection should be. Suddenly, there's a knock at the door and I jump with a little yelp.
      "Hey, Mark," Jack says. "Are ya alright in there? Can I come in?"
      "Yes and yes," I reply, answering both questions. Jack opens the door and I immediately look at the mirror and see my own regular reflections staring right back at me.
      "Are ya sure you're fine?" Jack asked after seeing what I did. Not meaning to, I jump. Dammit!
      "Yea," I say. "I'm fine. I was just in thought about something. I'm fine seriously." I add the last part due to the look he gives me. He raises both eyebrows and folds his arms over his chest.
      "Alright," he says with a shrug. "I don't really believe ya, but I'll be a good friend and just go along with it." With that he walks out. I then get my shit together and go downstairs. I grab a mug and fix my coffee and then go and sit on the couch. After about ten minutes, I notice something isn't right. I'm slow in the morning, ok? My brain still needs to wake up.
      "Why is it so silent?" I asked while looking around as if the answer will appear out of the walls or something. Jack looks up at me before answering.
      "Ya know," he says. "I've been wondering the same thing. I just wasn't sure if it was just me, so I decided to ignore it. But ya, it is unusually quiet."
      "What's missing, though?" I ask, thinking out loud. "Because I've a strong feeling that something isn't in its right place." Then the answer hits me. "Wait! Where's Dark?"
       "And Anti?" Jack asks, both of us now looking around frantically. "Oh shit! Where'd they go?"
       "I don't know?" I say, panic threaded in my voice. "What the hell? Where can they be?" Suddenly, I feel a chill run through me.
      'But I'm right here, Mark,' Dark says.
      "Wait! What?" I say softy, my voice catching in my throat. I didn't even wait for his answer. I puke up the coffee I had into the bathroom sink, not having the few extra seconds to make it to the toilet. I look up and my body reforms into Dark.
      "I'm right here, Mark," the reflection Dark says while pressing his finger against the glass, pointing right at me.