'Mark' stands up and walks over to Jack's sleeping body. He grins, baring his fanged teeth.
"Very smart Anti, putting him to sleep. This'll make things so much easier."
The chill swirls around 'Mark's' neck again and he smiles.
"Okay, let's finish what we started ..."
'Mark' holds out his hand and feels the chill travel down arm and to his finger tips. It circles Jack's head, blowing Jack's hair as if he were in a hurricane.
'Mark' opens one of Jack's eyes and holds it steady. The air then circles back around his wrist and up his fingers, swiftly entering Jack's eye.
'Mark' backs away and sits down on the sofa, crossing his leg over the other and smiling with evil delight.
"Wake up Anti."
Jack's body slowly sits up, his eyes still closed. He faces 'Mark' and sighs.
He sharply opens his eyes. The whites of his eyes had been submerged in black. His right eye's iris was bright blue, but the left eye, where the chill had entered, had a bright neon green iris.
Anti stood up and grinned, revealing his fanged teeth.
"Hello Dark."
Dark stood up and walked up to Anti, raising his hand.
"Good to see you again Anti."
Anti swiftly took his hand and gripped it tightly. A shock wave flew through the room, shattering the glass. They both loosened their grip and let their arms fall free.
"I'm not gonna lie, but your new body is pretty good looking." Anti said, examining Dark.
"I could say the same to you." Dark laughed.
"So, what should we do first?" Anti asked, putting his hands in his pockets.
A wide smile crawled across Dark's face. He put his hand on Anti's shoulder, locking onto his eyes.
"Reveal ourselves to their fans..."
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Breathing Nightmare - Darkiplier And Antisepticeye
FanfictionThe cuts, the bruses, the blood. Is he sick? Mark's never like this. Maybe it's not Mark at all. Jack wants to uncover the truth, but his time is running out. Is he sick too?
