Author's note
Picture above is more or less what I want the shadow to look like right now. It's a mix between the profile picture on this story and this one above. Or if you want I suggest looking up Antisepticeye by CartoonJunkie absolutely love her art and that's my inspiration. Anyway read on
Jack bolted awake, sitting up quickly, covered in sweat and nervous tremors. That was a bad idea. Pain burst in his stomach like a shotgun blast, fast and immediate. He ran to the bathroom and vomited harshly. He sucked in big quantities of air before throwing up a second time. All of the horrible nightmares and dark imagery made him sick. He sat on the floor beside the toilet when there was nothing else that could come up. But somehow, there was. His stomach suddenly filled up with what felt like a greasy, thick substance. It felt disgusting. He squeezed out some tears and threw up a third time. Whatever filled up his stomach, there was a lot of it. He threw up non-stop for a whole five seconds. He wiped his mouth, his stomach feeling hollow. Curiosity compelled him to do something sickening, but he felt like he had to. How could his stomach suddenly just fill up after it's been emptied? He looked inside the bowl to see his mess.
The last thing his stomach got rid of was pure black, sticky and thick. It literally bubbled inside of the bowl. Jack gagged and backed away from the bathroom, using his arms and legs to backwards crab walk out of there. He didn't let his eyes move off the bathroom. His back bumped the couch as he entered the living room and he jumped back in fear. He raked a trembling hand through his green hair and scratched his neck nervously. Jack looked to the bathroom. Everything was silent. But something started to gurgle from the bathroom. Jack tucked his knees under his chin and wrapped himself in a ball. He didn't want to face whatever was coming. The thing gurgled and popped, boiled and burst. Jack put his hands over his ears and willed it to go away. The black, thick sludge that exited Jack's body climbed over the lip of the bowl and plopped on the floor with a sickening squelch. It then started to slither toward Sean, leaving a greasy trail behind it.
He looked on in fear as the black slime slid over to him on the hardwood. It was now a foot away from him, but Jack was still terrified. The sludge stopped and lay limp. Sean was lightheaded. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know if this was another dream or reality. He didn't want to get up in fear of making it angry, but he didn't want to look at it anymore. He just waited until it was all over. Unfortunately, it was far from it. The sludge suddenly started to grow and burble as it sprang to a new height. It slowly but quickly grew and added to it's height; it's black mass slowly getting taller and taller. Jack followed it's growing bulk with wide blue eyes. It grew into a tall looking human completely doused in black liquid. Jack could even see the outlines and curves of it's muscles and physique. It finally stopped shaping and forming itself to look at him. It stood ominously, dripping in head to toe black sludge. It was the disgusting final form of the shadow. But why did Jack puke it out? He's been facing it and seeing it up close, but why was it inside of him?
After a few minutes, which felt like three eternities to Sean, the slime-human-thing started to melt. Well, that's what it looked like to Jack. Until he got a closer look. The black sludge was dripping and melting away off of the figure. As the slime melted, so did the figure underneath it. It shrunk to Jack's height on the floor, until they were face to face, their noses inches apart. The sludge liquefied off of the figure's head, to reveal a very familiar face. It's eyes were closed, but it had a very smug look on. The rest of the black stuff on it's body washed away and vanished off it's body. The figure beneath looked like a human. And it also looked like Jack. The same green hair, the same stubble, the same built chest and arm muscles and the same (A/n sexy) legs.
It opened it's eyes. It was black around the edges of the iris and a deep purple in the center. (A/n quick note, use the eyes and the hair in the above picture and then put the hat and black tank top on it from the cover story picture. Fusion ma dudes)
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