This chapter was inspired by the above video. I DO NOT OWN THE SONG OR VIDEO!
Song: Natewantstobattle and Jacksepticeye
Video: Sonadow FazbearMatt groggily opens his eyes. When he sees utter darkness, he jolts upright. It doesn't take long for him to recognize that his hands are once again tied behind his back. All he can think was, They know. They know that I tried to help. He hears a weird noise, but all he can do is struggle to escape. When he tries to call out, he noticed that a rag has once again been placed over his mouth. Then Matt hears what sounds like....music?
Suddenly a spotlight snaps on above him. "Ladies and gentlemen. Boys and girls!" Sings a voice that sounded like Nate. Another light turned on, revealing you, in the exact same position as Matt. "Matt!" You muffle, but your voice is drowned out by the others around you.
"Gather 'round! Gather 'round!" Calls out...Sean? But when another spotlight turns on, revealing Sean tied up like the two of you, you know it's Anti. "Sit back, relax, and, please, stay in your seats," Nate calls again. Yet another light turns on, and this time it's Mark tied up. "Kick your feet up, and grab some popcorn!" Anti sang. Right on cue, a fifth light snaps on, right over Nate. Which means....
Natemare, you think. "Oh, and one more thing," the faceless Natemare says. "Oh ho, ho, lest we not forget--" you can hear Anti grinning. "Enjoy the show!" They both yell. You look at the guys, who all share the same expression of terror as you.
"Come one, come all and behold we have a sight!" Natemare finally reveals himself. Anti appears as well, assisting him with the song. "Up all night to see if you can make it, all new friends to see if you can take it." Dark now emerges into the light, though he remains silent. "Be still, be quiet--" you freeze when you hear another, softer, voice mixed with Natemare's.
You turn quickly, as do the others, but none of them are as surprised as you are. Void struts in, smugly smiling at you and the group. She didn't change. I should have known, you think misrably. "And we'll pretend, we'll just pretend, pretend this day will never end..." Natemare sings. Your body goes cold. That doesn't sound good.
As the viruses sing and walk around the five of you, you can't help but feel that this torture is cruel and unusual. Anti and Natemare especially seem to be having fun with it. All of them wandered around, stopping every now and then just to mess with you guys. You wince when Natemare 'innocently' puts his hand in Matt's hair and yanks his head back.
"I'm broken beyond fixing. Save me!" Void suddenly falls to the middle of th circle, holding her head and twitching. You look at her in confusion and begin to wonder what's going on with her. But as Nate continues to sing, she gets up and tries to fix her permanently messy hair. Matt watches her suspiciously, while Dark walks behind him.
"It only hurts a second." Nate shudders when he feels his counterpart quite close to him. Anti walks behind Mark, then Dark does the same to Sean. It almost reminds you of a fanart you once saw of the four of them. The fact that it is real sent chills down your spine. Your stomach turns.
"And we'll pretend, we'll just pretend..." As the guys go into what appears to be the chorus again, you wriggle around in your chair. Finally, the gag around your mouth slides down your face. But before you could lash out, Anti appears in front of you. "You made this happen!" He laughs. You jump back in your chair. His voice is garbled and very weird. It still manages to terrify you. Anti glitches away, with the grin of a maniac still etched on his face.
"We need you, so we can escape." You suddenly feel strong hands on your shoulders. Then you feel your body being pushed out of the chair, to the ground. "If they find you, it'll be too late." What? Before you can even begin to wonder, something plops down next to you. You turn your head and see Sean laying on his stomach, in a similar position as you. You look into his eyes. There's something there that you've never seen in him before.
Fear.
The voices continue to chant those same two lines of the song. Mark is then shoved to the floor with Nate right behind him. Due to your positions, you aren't really able to see either of them, but you do catch a glimpse of Dark. He gives you an evil smirk as the rest of the group sings the chorus again. You really wish you could move properly.
While the three singers mention about how they're afraid, you suddenly realize that only four out of five of you are on the floor. You wriggle around, and force yourself to roll onto your back. Matt is still sitting in his chair, watching with a mixture of regret, fear, and confusion written on his face.
"Nowhere to hide, and now we're through, but if we were just like you." Natemare suddenly steps in front of you, looking very pleased with himself. "I'll be your friend, I'll be your friend, you can trust me till the end..." You knew better. None of you could trust them.
You are shocked when the room goes quiet. Despite the fact that your gag is no longer around your mouth, you can't bring yourself to speak. All of the viruses have a victorious gleam in their eyes, including Void. "Showtime," Anti mutters, stillwith an evil smile on his face that sends chills down your spine. Then, all of the sudden, you can't breathe.
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Spreading (Antisepticeye, Darkiplier, Natemare, etc.)
Fanfiction{COMPLETED} The air is thick and cold. You're sitting up in a hard chair. A headache forms as you slowly blink your eyes open. It doesn't take more than two seconds for you to realize they're covered. Oh no, you think. This can't be happening again...