Normal III Anti/JackSepticEye X Reader III

Who Are Ye?

-Jack-

"Anti stop!"

"You know I won't."

My head felt like it was being slammed by a fookin' hammer! Anti was going nuts for control, and this time Mark wasn't here to help me! I started to feel my foot going numb. I was groaning and breathing heavily at the side of my bed.

"It's much less painful to let me take control, Jack. "

The headache was too much to handle. My legs went numb, then soon my torso, then everything went black. I could only watch as a ghost by his side. He tripped on his way out of my room.

Idiot.

You try after a month!

Anti got up from the floor with a frown and I smirked, even though he couldn't see it. He go up and walked to the bathroom and took in his features. Messed up green hair, one naturally blue eye, the other a sickening green. He gave a wicked grin and I winced. Anti quickly ran to the kitchen and grabbed a knife.

Anti no!

Anti YES!

He ran outside and went to the park. This confused me.

It's 2 am, why would you come here?

So you DO want me to kill?

You're twisting my fookin' words there! Course I don't want ya to kill someone!

There's gotta be at least ONE of you human's out here.

He started running before stopping quickly. Anti go behind a tree.

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.

No, it was not someone eatin'. Anti peeked from behind the tree. A person was walking on the gravel path. Dressed in all black, I wouldn't have noticed. But Anti did.

Anti please! The lad hadn't done nuthin' to ya!

Course he did.

What now Anti?

Oh, Jack. He EXISTS.

ANTI NO!

Anti stood silently, despite my screams in his head-our head, darn this was complicated-until the guy walked past. Anti tackled the dude from the back, who let out a groan. They tumbled and landed with Anti on top with knife in hand.

"Say you last words!"

A tied bandana only showed his (e/c) eyes. (HINT HINT) His eyes were dull with a . . . Bored expression?!

"Hm. Nah."

Before Anti could react, his back was on the floor and the guy was on top of him with his knife. His voice was smooth, like Mark's, but a little higher.

"What the-"

He grabbed Anti's neck, blocking off air.

"Watch your profanity."

"W..who...the...h..e..ell...are..you?"

Anti struggled to speak, and since we shared pain, I dropped to my knees as a ghost. His eyes had a glint of (f/c).

"Your worst nightmare."

Before we could respond, it all went black. No, we didn't die. Just passed out.

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Hello beautiful people! It is I, the all great and mighty-Hahaha just jokin'. Hey guys! It's Kirby and I just want to apologize for my absence. School is pounding me with homework, and I had this idea of this story that just clicked. I'll be taking a break for my other books. Sorry. And for those who don't know who Anti is, look at the cover. He's the guy to the right. The 'darker side' of JackSepticEye. Woooo! Kirby out!