Intergalactic Revolutionary War ~ Septipliers vs Entities

Recruiting

Anti's POV~

I whisper through the ringing to Jack. I know he can hear me.

"Let me in Jack and this will stop. Your baby will live and you will live."

Mark's shaking Jack. Trying to make him come to but to no avail.

"Ok." He whispers back through the ringing.

I smile and nod. I have no intent on hurting him or his baby that Mark knows nothing of. I take control of his mind and rid it of the blasted ringing.

"Don't worry Jack I won't tell Mark." I say to him as we pass each other, switching places in his mind.

"Thank you." He whispers.

I nod and head to main control.~ I open my eyes to see Mark freaking out in front of me. I sit up and groan at the feeling of being in a pregnant body again. 

"Jack? Are you alright?" Mark asks frantically.
"Jack's fine. It's you I'm worry for." I say rubbing my head.
"Wha-. . . Anti?"

"Ding ding ding, give the man a prize. Now I need you twos help."

Mark's red flame ignites.

"Earth to Anti, are you nuts?!?!"
"Yes, actually. Yer point?-Technically he's a psychopath ready-." I cover my mouth as words from Jack come out. "T'at's a new one. Jack's gotten stronger."

"Excuse me, what?!" Mark says in a hiss.
"Jack's spiking t'rough ta talk ta ya. He's gotten a lot stronger ta be able ta do t'at.-You think I wouldn't try to be ready for if you and Dark- Ok stop it t'is is freaking me out.-Good.-No seriously stop it. Your human brain can't take much more. Shit. Where's Dark when I need him?"

"Right here. I probably should have warned you about that."

"Ya t'ink?!"

Dark sighs and helps me to my feet as Mark stands back with an unreadable expression on his face. 

"This must be what it was like for Jack to see your body as me and Anti in his separate body. How original Mark."
"Leave Mark alon-." I slap my hand over my mouth as Jack's words come out.

His flame starts up and it feels so weird. Especially since the body/host is pregnant. I shake off the thought.

"Damn, he's stronger than I thought."

Jack makes the body move into a position with the arms crossed. This is freaky.

"I'm not doin' t'is I swear." I say as Dark looks at me in surprise.

I suddenly PINEAPPLES! No. FUCK! I suddenly feel the weight in the pocket of the pants Jack was wearing. I reach in and pull out a pocketknife.

"T'e fuck?" I ask aloud. 

Without thinking I flip it open and examine it.

"T'is is nice. Where da hell did you get one of t'ese Jack?-Like I said, I like ta try ta be prepared.-Well, no shite."

The knife is army edition. Only soldiers have these kind of knife. I flip it over to the other side and scrawled across the blade is the name Nathaniel Marcus McLoghlin. Memories come flooding back. I drop the knife as I remember how Jack's Grandfather's dying wish was for him to have the knife that could kill literally anything. I fall onto the ground and back up against the wall to get as far away from it as possible.

"Not possible, t'at's not possible." I repeat over and over without anything else to say.
"What is is Anti? What's not possible?"
"It exists. Da blade exists." I say breathlessly.
"What do you mean it exists? It's only myth."
"No, Nathaniel Marcus McLoghlin had the only one ever made and he gave it to Jack. It was his dying wish for him to have it."

"Your talking about the knife of death aren't you?" Mark asks eyeing the knife on the floor.

Mark takes a step back from the knife with pure fear on his face as I nod my head. Jack takes control and picks it up chuckling.

"You really believe stupid myths like a knife t'at can kill everythin'?" 

I try to fight his strength but to no avail. Dark can see how much I'm scared.

"Jack, stop. You're scaring the shit out of everyone."
"Well then Papa, I should give him back the steering wheel and follow your orders like a good little soldier would."

"Jess stop t'is." I beg her.
"Oh please. Like I would follow your orders. Have ye met me?"
"Sweety, you're ill. Let us help you."

Jack's body starts to glitch in and out of the dimension and starts to break apart into fragments. A gun shot is heard. Everything stops. I look down at my arm and there's a tranquilizer needle/dart in it.

"Oh, joy." I say before I blackout and fall to the ground.

Sam's POV~

I just shot my pregnant dad's body. Shit. I breath heavy as everyone looks at me. I have a tranquilizer gun in my slightly shaking hands pointed at where Da used to stand. I let out a shaky breath and drop the gun as I fall to the floor, breaking down inside. Pa comes over and pulls me into a hug and quiets me as I start to sob out of realization of what just happened. Dark is looking around frantically. I can't blame him.

"What the FUCK?!?!" He says as he starts to come towards me.

"I couldn't bear ta see Da like t'at. I'm sorry." I say through the sobs.

"Dark, I could be asking you the same question about being here. Mind explaining?" Pa asks as he holds me close.

"We came to ask you if you would fight in a war we started against these things called the Entities. They take people from all over the multiverse and experiment on them. Any time something new is seen by one of them they take it and study it. All the other versions of you and Jack, as well as other age variations of me. I have fought in this war since I was 9 and now it's my turn to win it but we need your help. We always have."
"Is time different there?"

"Yes, one day there is a second here."

"Then what are we doing wasting time? If it stops with this type of madness then we'll help as much as possible. We all will."

I nod in agreement. War has just begone.

*Fuck. This took an odd turn. P.S. My little sister gave me the idea for Jesse interfering. Applause for my 11 year old sister! Yaay! Well, I'm off fer school. See all you lovely masturbation Nekos in the next chapter!*