"Thank you guys so much for watching this episode, if you liked it, punch that like button in the face, LIKE A BOSS! And high fives all around! *wa-psh! wa-psh!* But thank you guys, and I'll see all you dudes, IN THE NEXT VIDEO!"
Jack smiled as he still had his hands in the air. He finally wiped his face with his hands and looked at the camera once again.
"Such an awesome game! My little heart is still beating hard!" Jack laughed as he held his chest before turning the camera off.
Jack connected his camera to the computer and sent the footage of horror game he recorded to Robin. He decided to also Skype call him to check on him as well. Robin answered quickly as possible.
"Hey! How's it going you Swedish meatball?" Jack asked his friend.
"It's going good, you Irish potato." Robin retorted.
"Well, Ireland is the best place to get them fresh!" Jack smiled.
Jack and Robin laughed at their nicknames for each other.
"No, but seriously. How are you feeling since the incident?" Jack pointed to Robin's chest.
"It's really healing great. Faster than I thought actually." Robin admitted.
"Well, it has been three months since then and it's not like it left a big gash in your chest."
"That's true. The doctor did say that I'm lucky that I had something in front of my chest or the "bear" would've done something worse."
"Yeah. That damn 'bear!'"
"Speaking of bear, he still hasn't come back since then right?"
"Nope. It's been good and quiet, well as quiet as it could get with me, without him here." Jack said as he leaned back in his recording chair. "I don't even feel a chill, when I mention him anymore."
"Well, I guess that's proof that he's gone for good." Robin said.
"Let's hope it stays that way." Jack said.
The two continued talking to each other about new video games, and collaborations that they could do and sharing a couple of laughs. Afterwards, Jack decided that he would hangout with his girlfriend downstairs and probably play some video games with her.
He reached the doorknob to go downstairs but when he held it in his hand, he felt a small chill up his back. When he let go of the doorknob, he saw it was crushed by his own hand.
"What the?" Jack said as he looked at his hand.
A familiar laugh appeared to fill his head despite sounding far away.
"Ş̷̨̡̛̛͖̼̬̣͈̯͙͂̇͑̅̀̃̀̕u̸̧̺̠͈͉̥̤̠̩̳͗̎͒̒͒̈͛͐͘͝ç̷̟̤͍̱̱͖̺̱͎̈́̀̇̈̑̔́̚͘͝ḥ̴̘̞͖̳̗̻̝̫̻̏̽̈́̈̎̈́̑̃̕̕ ̸̨̛̱̻͖̳̰͚̰̈́̀̃̂͂͋̎͘͜͜͝a̸̢̡̛̛̤͇̹̹̖̳͍̎̇̓̆̅̅͘͝ͅn̵̢̛̛͚̣̠͙͍͓̺̯͙̽͋̈́̽̈́̌̕͘ ̴̢̟̝̙̙̘̬̩̝͂̏̂́̓̀̈́̋̔̚ͅȉ̴̧͓̥̤̘͚̩̹͂̆́̋̒̔̈́̿͘͜͜ḑ̴̨̫͎̹̹͇͔͚̠̊̅̓͒̂̀́̎͗͝ī̸̢̜̹̟͍̥̞͖̟̞͆̆̈̋̓̇͌̚̚o̵͕̯̞͚͙̭̹̼̳̐̅͛̀̇̓͌̽̎͘͜t." The voice said.
"No!" Jack exclaimed.
"C̸̙̉ả̶͕l̷̡͆m̴͍̿ ̸̻͝d̸̲̿o̸̥͝w̴͙̎n̷̤͒,̴̯̈ ̷̗́f̷̲͠ö̴͎́o̷͎͝l̶̘̋!̷̥̊ ̴̗̿I̴͈͘'̵̩͗m̴͙̎ ̶̤͛n̴̠̆o̵̡̽t̶͇̏ ̵̓͜c̴̹̈ô̵͔m̵̹̾p̷͇͋l̸̡͋e̵̩͒t̸͉͐ḛ̶͆l̷̫̈́y̸͔̿ ̴̟̒ḫ̶͐e̵̼̅r̸̘̕e̵͖̐ ̵̖͋s̶̥̆i̴̩͐n̸̥͑c̵̨̋ê̴͕ ̶͉͛ỹ̸̧ó̶̜u̶̙͛ ̶̼̈́k̷̤̈́ỉ̷͔ľ̶̦l̸̤̅ĕ̷̟d̵̖̎ ̷͇̋m̷̪͛e̶͎̐ ̶̧̀i̶̢̒n̷̙͝ ̶̜̈́t̷̀͜h̶́͜ĕ̵̳ ̴̻́m̷͍̒i̵̦̇n̴̼̕d̴͓̈s̴̢̓ċ̶͖a̸̠͋p̷̠̈́e̸̪̚.̶̲̌." Anti explained. "W̴̬͝e̴̖̎l̷̟͋ḻ̶͠...̵̺͗ ̷̄͜ý̴̖ǫ̶̈́u̸̪̓ ̸̙̆k̴̡͑i̵̳̊n̸͕̂d̶͎̊ä̴͖́ ̶̐ͅḍ̵̌i̸̝̚d̵̰͊...̷̦̉"
"This makes no sense." Jack said.
"S̶̜̍i̴͕̒n̶͔͝c̷̮̍ẹ̶̈ ̵͚̍w̵̢̓h̵̥͗é̷͈ǹ̴̤ ̵̩̄d̵̳͠ī̸̲d̷̪͐ ̵͎̈I̸͇̚ ̷̺̐m̸̩͛â̶̦k̴̔͜e̴̡̅ ̴̀ͅs̶͈̚e̴̐ͅn̶̼̉s̴̩̓e̶̝̔ ̶̮̀ṭ̷̈́o̸͜͠ ̷̖͌y̴̦̑o̷̩̊u̷͈̚ ̸̦́w̵͙̽i̷̢̔t̴̥̊ȟ̸͕ ̴̪̃m̵̲̀ỵ̵͠ ̷͈̿p̴̩̍ȓ̵͕e̶̠͋s̴̠͛e̷͍̐ñ̸͜c̶̨̑è̷̮?̵̢̌" Anti's voice glitched inside Jack's head. "I̴͚͌t̴͖̄ ̵͇̓s̸̛̱e̵̦͛e̶͙̋m̴̖͛s̷̹̔ ̶̡͗Ǐ̷͖ ̵̺̓c̸͖̒a̵̙͒n̷̻̓'̸̧͛t̸͉͑ ̸̛̥c̴̈ͅō̷͚ň̴̘t̶͉͆ȑ̷͈ȏ̴̮ḷ̷̚ ̵̳͌y̷̟̍ő̷͓u̵͇̾ ̴̢͌á̷̮n̸͈͗y̵̙͊m̷̳̌ǫ̴̑r̸̫͐e̴̛͔ ̸̦͌l̸̤̋i̵͖͠k̴̪̂ē̵̼ ̴̨̍Í̷̪ ̵̣́u̵̦̾s̶͍͝e̵̼̿d̵̪̐ ̶͇̏t̷̥̅ǒ̵̹ ̵͔̓a̶̖̾n̴̠̎ḍ̸͝ ̵̧̓y̸̹̔è̴͎t̵̻̀...̵̤̓ ̸̰̐I̸̳͗'̵͇̾m̴͍̈ ̶̠͘s̵̥̈́t̶͉̓ì̸͙l̴͖͘l̷͍̊ ̴̖͋ḥ̷͌ě̴̹r̵̹̚e̷̝̊ ̴̨̀i̸̧̅n̴͉̾ ̸͕̉ş̴̍p̶̤̂í̸͇r̴͕̓ĩ̴̠t̷̞͝.̶̲́ ̸̘͛S̸̟̄o̴̮͌m̴̼̈́e̴̥̒h̸̺́o̶̪͒ẅ̶̜́...̸̭̈́"
Jack buried his head into hands as he tried to think.
"I̷͚͘ ̷͉̀g̵̭͐u̵̟͋e̴͍͌ś̸̲s̶̨͑ ̷̪̔I̸͖̾'̸͈͂ṃ̷̌ ̵̠͆a̵̲̐l̶̰̊w̵̪͘ả̶͚y̵̳͒s̴͔̈́ ̵̻̽a̵̧̍ ̴̻͌p̴̨͂a̵͖͗r̷̆ͅṭ̶̀ ̵̰͘o̶͍͐f̶̛̬ ̴̧̑y̷̩̾ó̵̭ǘ̸̦ ̸̧͗n̴͙͝ȍ̴̱w̸̪̑.̷̹̑" Anti continued.
"I really thought I got rid of you." Jack moaned.
"Ý̷̺o̴͙͗ú̵̩ ̴̪͑s̸̼͆h̵̞́o̴̟͒ű̵̧l̶͎̄d̷͖̔ ̸͚̇k̸̊ͅn̸̖͝o̷̠̔w̸̏ͅ ̷͙̉b̶̧̑y̸͍͂ ̴̞̃n̷͎̈́ȍ̶̞w̵̰̽ ̸̪͌t̵̼̓ḥ̸̊a̵̹̍t̴̳͂ ̸̝͝Í̴̬'̶̖͋ḿ̵̜ ̴͇̅n̶͈͠o̶̮͆t̸̫̆ ̸̞̈́ĝ̵̥ò̶̡i̸͚͠n̵̟͝g̵͛ͅ ̸̛̭ā̴̲n̴͙̈́y̷̢̓ẇ̶̘ẖ̷̈e̵̮͌ŗ̸̑e̶̢̛!̷̙̑ I̷͈͝'̵̺͝l̷̫̇l̷̩͌ ̴̬̓a̴͈̐l̸̰͛ẉ̶͑a̵̮͂y̸͍͊s̵͇͘ ̸̥͐ḅ̴̛ė̷̝ ̴̱̉ḧ̸̥́e̸̥͐ŗ̸̾e̷͊ͅ.̴͈͐ ̴̧̎A̴̻̍l̵͙͌w̵͔̋a̷͇̋y̶͖̓s̴̖̋ ̵͙̄ẅ̵̲́a̸̖̔t̶͈͐c̸͙̊h̸̪͌i̵̩̿n̵̘̿g̷͕̍...̴̟̒" Anti whispered.
"Y̸̎ͅo̵̖͛û̶ͅ ̵̭̊ć̴̰a̵̡͛n̴̪͝'̴̭̚ẗ̷̗ ̸̜̏g̴̈́͜e̵̳̒t̵͙̒ ̷̫̋r̴̐ͅì̵̖d̶̠̄ ̴̰́o̶̯̽f̴̛̼ ̵̬̈m̶͈̅e̷̡͛!̵͓̾"
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Dark vs Light: The Other Side of Jack (A Jacksepticeye/Antisepticeye fanfic)
FanfictionAll artwork and inspiration comes from Turquoisemagpie's comic and work on tumblr. If you haven't read or seen it on her page & you like Jacksepticeye, I suggest you do so before reading this fanfic because it is awesome and this is just my little c...
