(Your POV)
AntiSepticEye - the one who harms my friend. Saying the name out loud will summon him, according to Mark. Should I tell Sean or... learn more about him myself?
I decide to do the latter of the two. He's taking a shower; I should have plenty of time. I need as much info as I can get so we can deal with him.
I walk out of the recording room and into the hallway, where I'm going to talk to the guy.
What am I going to say to this 'AntiSepticEye'?
"How about you start by introducing yourself?"
I jump, startled by the sudden question, and turn around quickly. What my eyes are greeted with is not what I expected.
The person now in front of me looks almost exactly like Sean.
Almost.
He somehow has even pointier ears, with not just piercings, but large holes in the lobes. His eyes are a deep green instead of blue, with a psychotic glint to them. The smile is genuine, but he has pointed teeth that look sharp enough to rip skin off with a single chomp.
The aura is the same as when I first saw him. It's dark, and nothing else. He seems to blend in slightly with the shadows on the walls, the bright green of his hoodie barely standing out.
As my eyes widen, so does his grin.
"Didn't I say introduce yourself?" I almost feel forced to let out the next few words because of that command.
"My name is... (Y/n). I guess you're-"
"AntiSepticEye, or, if you want to be on a nickname basis, Anti," he says, as casually as he can.
I recover my courage. "What's your deal with Sean? Why do you hurt him?" He chuckles.
"Because it's fun."
That both scares me and enrages me. "How can torturing an innocent soul be fun?!"
He laughs again. It's starting to annoy. "When you're as psychotic as I am, anything involving torment is enjoyable."
That's enough of that part. "How did you show up in person?"
"It's my ability that they gave me - being able to cause physical pain after a short while." They? Who's 'they?'
"I hope you know I can hear your thoughts, (Y/n)." Shit. "I meant Jack's fanbase."
"Why would they give you that ability? They love him," I say, bewildered.
"Ask lots of questions, do we? Your ally, Mark, told you that already. Enough of them believed I could become real that I did." Oh, yeah. "Oh, yeah is right." Damn it.
"But none of that matters, really. It's all going to be over for Jack soon enough. I mean, it's not like anyone will miss him, in the end." Anti grins once again, and my anger reaches its limit.
"That's... a... LIE!" I swing at him, but being the demon he is, he teleports behind me, laughs, and kicks the back of my knees, causing me to fall.
"Oh, (Y/n). You'll never beat me, and you know it," he says, condescendingly. And with that, he disappears.
My body stops shaking. I didn't even realize it was doing that through the whole confrontation until now.
A door slams open, and Sean yells, "(Y/N)! WHERE ARE YOU?"
And now, I have to explain.
