Notes |-/SEPTIPLIER|-/

Chapter 21

Anti's POV

I released my slave-- I mean my guards and left the old house. If Mark and Mallori did survive my guards, then they would be my prisoners.

As I was flying towards my capital, I pulled out a small bottle of Advil, and downed all the pills. What? I had a killer headache. Stupid Jack trying to take control. I found out the best way to block him out was to wear headphones.

I flew down to the ground and started to walk the bare, empty streets. It was a windy day and the sun was on the verge of setting. I snapped my fingers to summon the headphones, and heard a loud pop come from my left. I glanced to the left and saw a child, only about 4, shaking her father. Who I just killed. Unintentionally.

"Whoops." The child heard my voice and saw me. She ran towards me with tears in her eyes. "Sir! My- my daddy fell down and he won't wake up! Can you help me?" Her sobs echoed in the empty street but I just stared at her. She didn't know who I was. She didn't know the monster she was talking to. Apparently she was also blind enough to not see the slits in my eyes.

I was about to tell the girl to screw off, but my world faded to black. About 20 seconds later I saw I was helping the girl. I was telling her to escape. The world was hazy. I tried to stop myself but I couldn't move. I screamed inside my head, telling Jack to screw off and get out. Jack was still trying to calm the girl down and get her to run.

I used all my willpower to take over and it worked. I snuffed Jack out like a match. The girl had calmed down and was about to walk away. I grabbed her wrist. She turned to me, fear struck into her eyes, because of how strongly I held onto her. I stared intently into her eyes, slowly breaking her. She started to bawl.

"Would you just shut up?"
She didn't. So I twisted her arm backwards, breaking it, and pushed her to the ground. I stomped on her face until there was blood all over my shoes.

"Do you see what you did to my shoes? You pathetic whimp."
I turned around and cracked my knuckles. The bawling girl behind me, who was nearly dead now, screamed in pain. I had just broken her fingers with a simple pop of mine. I twisted my head to the side, as if trying to listen to something. My neck gave a satisfying crack. The child's screaming was cut off by a beautiful crunch in her neck, which of course was me. I walked off, leaving the dead child behind me.

|-/Jump cut to at Anti's capital.|-/

I paced my office in deep concentration. I was currently wearing my headphones, blocking Jack out. I was planning, so of course I didn't want him to hear. The world was in a state of chaos and fear. Within these last few days I've already killed about 20 percent of the world, enslaved 30 percent, and the rest is yet to have been touched. I walked over to my computer and went to Wattpad. I logged onto my account, Iwilltakeovertheworld29. What? Evil has to have some fun.

I write my plans here, weaving it into a story, such as this one. Hello reader. If it's not obvious, I can see the future. I know your there, and I'm here. I'm talking directly to you, and I bet you didn't expect that. Tell Mark and Mallori my plans in the next chapter, if you like. Their brains are to small to even imagine any of this happening.

They won't even hear your voices. Comment on the next chapter, warning them about me and my plans. I dare you.
I started a new chapter called Telling Readers About My Plans, and started to type.

Anywho, my plans are simple. Mark and Mallori are captured, and are going to be dragged into my room in about 8 minutes, so I'll go quick. In simple words, I'm going to break the duet. I'm going to break their will to live. I'll make them watch me torture their families and friends. I'll make them torture their loved ones. The duo (which I secretly ship) will most likely fall in love.

I'll keep them apart. For torturous bits at a time. The world will be a beautiful place with me ruling it. But that's not what my goal is. World domination is just the bonus to my goal. I want to make people into superhumans. People with powers like mine. Evil to possess their comrades.

But in order to do that, I need to complete a ritual. Mark and Mallori have about 1 week to stop me, which they most likely won't. But surely I have a weakness? Well the answer is-
There was a sharp knock on my door. I take my headphones off and made them dissapear.

"Come in." Mallori and Mark were thrown into my office, hands tied behind their backs.

"Leave."

I told my guards. Now it was just me and them. Sprawled on the floor, I picked them both up and pushed them against the wall. I held them there with my wonderful 'force' powers.

"Well well well look who we have here. The duo who won't live to see the light of day."

I punched Mallori's bleeding shoulder and she muffled a scream. Mark gasped but was smart enough to hold his tongue. His face was contorted with a mixture of rage and concern. I smiled. The pawns were now in my hand.

"We're going to have SO much fun."

END OF CHAPTER 21

SORRY FOR SUPER CRINGE HORRIBLE CHAPTER