Chapter 7. Unaligned

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Mark's POV 

We entered the house with groceries in our hands. Anti walked into the room and helped put away the food. 

"Hey guys, we still have a problem..." Anti stated looking away. 

"What now?" Jack said irritated.

"Dark is going to be looking for you two. I told you, he won't stop-" he was interrupted by knocking. We looked at each other, fear clear on our faces. I pointed to the window and made a gesture to fallow me. I peeked through the window and saw a dark cloud of black mist in front of Dark. "What the heck," I whispered. I backed away and grabbed the first object I saw. It was a kitchen knife. The door opened and Anti grabbed a baseball bat. I threw the knife and it stopped in mid air. I looked at Dark and gulped. "The brave and foolish ones..." he turned his back to us dropping the knife, "they walk not on the center." 

Anti looked furious. He hit Dark with the bat. "Some will take the fall..." Anti whispered as Dark fell.

Anti's POV 

I stared at the bat and dropped to my knees, realizing what I have done. The black mist crept behind me. 

"Look at what you did," it said hovering behind me.

"How can you live on with what you did? Hmm. He's helped you threw everything and you're ready to hurt him to help those who despise you. You could of had a good life, with everything you ever wanted..." I started to cry.

I could have been the light or darkness, redemption or sorrow. I'll never be the same. I'll never be normal. I'll always be a glitch. I'll always be unaligned. I cried harder.

"Your mother didn't except you. Your brother wasn't excepting. Dark was. Even when you were outcasts. Even when you hated him." I hate myself. I wish I never hurt him. I wish I just gave in. I wish I told him. Now he'll hate me...now I'll love him for eternity while he'll hate me.

A/N I literally just wrote without thinking and that looks so sad. No tears. No waterworks. *cries while types another POV*

Sean's POV 

"ANTI, ANTI, ANTI!" I screamed. It was as if he was ... gone. I noticed Anti nod and the dark mist float with Anti and then they became one. "ANTI, ANTI, ANTI! Anti ... please," I cried. 


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