AntiSepticEye is one of the most feared demons on Earth. He is constantly kept in cages and under watch. After so many time of switching guards, he gets put with a well known demon, Darkiplier. After a few days, things start to change in Anti's life...
Jack walked over to me, a smirk and darkness covering his face. He held something behind his back, which made me more terrified of the green-haired, kind-to-others fellow.
"Well, well. If it isn't my counterpart. You've had quite a few transfers, haven't you?" I slowly nodded as he dumps water on my head, having my hair look like Jack's. It fell to the top of my head and slumped to the side.
I opened my eyes and saw no Jack in front of me as I felt a pain in my knee. I fall to my knees as I feel something wrap around my face, mainly around my mouth.
Before I could do anything, I felt a straight jacket being put on me. I tried to struggle out of it, but success was too far out of my reach.
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~A/N~ (Anti looks like this but without the septic eye, scar, or the sharp things in the back. Credit goes to Drawing With Rydi, who is an art YouTube channel and I highly recommend checking them out!)
Then Jack kneeled down behind me and pulled my head back and laid it on his shoulder and kept a knife up to my throat. I focused on the knife, widened eyes just staring at it. Jack smirked, but he looked past me.
I look up to see Dark, pinned against the wall and facing it by Mark. I then noticed the gun that was locked and loaded, aimed for Dark's brain as it was up against his jaw-to-throat area.
He was looking at me, his battle scars easily visible and his face wet with tears. He was trying to help me..
But why..?
I started to move towards him, forgetting about everything except Dark and the gun. Jack tugged me back into position and came close to my ear.
"Move, and he's dead."
I sighed in defeat and hung my head as he removed the knife from my throat. I couldn't stand to see Dark hurt, much less threatened like he is now.
"That's a good Anti." He got his knife near me again, but I didn't move. I can't see Dark hurt. He slid the tip on the blade on my skin, my warmth against his cold. He traced from my neck line to my jaw line, then went to my face. Then I didn't feel it and I opened my eyes to look at him, seeing Dark in the corner of my eye ready to pounce on Jack and kill him.
"Now. Keep your eyes closed." I obeyed, not having very many options. I then felt a sudden rush of cold and pain across the right side of my face. "There. Finished."
(He now has the scar across his eye like in the picture)
I then heard a sudden thump then a click. I opened my eyes to see Dark above Mark, ready to punch him but then a gun..
Pointed at me.
Before I could do anything, my mouth spit out some muffled words.
"Dark..?"
Then the trigger was pulled, the sound was heard, and I was on the ground, blacked out.
(Yes I know, Jack is a psychopath in this but to change to subject so you don't kill me! Thanks for 1k reads! I didn't think anyone liked this story so thanks so much! See you guys in the next note! Sianara my readers!
