Septic Eyes: An Antisepticeye X Child! Reader (Complete)

Chapter Seventeen

(Y/N) Point of View: 

I sat up, and screamed, clutching at the air. I covered my eyes and sobbed loudly. I couldn't help it! Dark...! No, no, no, no!

"(Y/N)!"

I looked up, still sobbing when Anti ran in, Jack behind him. I reached out for him, and he hugged me tightly, shushing quietly as he ran his fingers through my hair. I clutched onto his blue sweatshirt, and sobbed.

"D-Dark...!"

"It's okay, (Y/N)," he whispered. "Dark can't hurt you, or leave you alone again... I won't let it happen."

I shook my head, and wiped my running nose with the back of my hand. "Dark...! Dark is dead!"

"No," Anti shook his head. "Dark is just checking up of someone. He's fine."

"Why aren't you listening to me?" I cried out. "Dark is dead! A man with a blue shirt killed him! He turned to dust! Dark is DEAD, Dad!"

Anti froze, and stared at me. "Jack...?"

Jack was staring too. "Y-yeah?"

"Call Dark."

Jack rushed out, probably to get his phone.

"(Y/N)...? Have you seen Dark turn into dust before? Besides moving? Like when he was hurt, or something?"

I sniffed. "H-his arms... Where his brother hurt him..."

He hugged me, and I could tell he was tense. "Do you know who the other man was? The one in the blue shirt?"

Long, black hair... tanned skin... looks like... 

"He looked like Dark," I whispered.

Anti was silent for a moment, then stood, holding me. "We have to go."

"Go where?" A spike of fear ran through my body. "Daddy, why do we have to leave? Who is that man? Why did he kill, Dark?"

Anti didn't respond. He merely strode out of the room, looking at Jack as he slowly shook his head.

"Dad...?"

"I'll protect you, (Y/N)," he whispered. "I won't let him hurt you."

Virus's Point of View: 

Killing him was easier done than said. It was almost laughable, but it was a victory I wouldn't let go. Ever. Now... Time to find Anti and his pipsqueak.