-Jack-
"Wait what?"
"Your demon is Anti, his demon is Dark, and my demon is Edge."
"You're just like us?!"
"Makes sense. I mean, (Y/N) is my sister."
"WHAT?!"
Here's what I got Jack: (Y/N) is Mark's younger sister, meaning she is 26, one year younger than you. She, I guess, has another demon following her around as well. I guess by the name of Edge.
You sure Anti?
I dunno. That's what I got.
And he's correct.
Wait what?
Who's in my head?
A deep female voice came in. Soon, Dark, Mark, and (Y/N).
(Key: Jack Anti Dark Mark (Y/N) Edge hopes this helps you readers!)I'm here too!
Same.
Wait who's the other one? The girl?
Me?
Yeah.
Edge, as I call myself. It's been a while, Dark.
Indeed.
You two know each other?
Of course! He's my brother!
I'm so confused can we go in ghost room?
Sure. Just pass out on the couch.
We all walked over to the couch, sat down, and immediately blacked out. When I opened my eyes, it was a black expanse. I knew this place well. This is how Anti and I communicated. Anti stood next to me, Dark and Mark a few steps away and the same with (Y/N) and who I assumed was Edge. (Y/N)'s hair was down, but Edge's was tied up. Edge had slightly messy hair, dark eyeliner, like all of our counterparts, and (f/c) eyes. She wore black, spiky clothing and combat boots. Edge walked up to Anti.
-Anti-
Edge walked up to me and for some reason, I felt like gulping. Her (f/c) eyes glinted with mischief and her lips twisted into a wide smirk. She stopped when our faces were one inch apart.
"So this is the infamous Antisepticeye."
Her voice was so deep and smooth. It really did sound like a higher Mark. I pretended to bow.
"Aye. Are ya the newly met Edge?"
"You could say that Irish boy."
"Oi! Don't say that ta me Ye American!"
"Idiot she's Irish too."
I looked to dark and noticed Jack, Mark, and (Y/N) were gone. They must have slipped to dreaming.
"What?!"
I looked to her in shock and she replied with a small salute.
"Top of the mornin' to ya laddie."
Dark started laughing.
"What's so funny idiot?!"
"She said your phrase and doesn't even know ya."
Edge groaned and rubbed her tembles.
"(Y/N)'s callin' me. See ya'll 'round."
She disappeared and for some reason I felt a little sting. What was that?
"What's up with you?"
"Don't know what you're talkin' about."
"You like her!"
I felt my face heat up.
"I do not!"
"Suuuuuure."
"Ugh. What does she mean By (Y/N) was calling her? Jack and Mark hate our guts."
I was desperate to change the subject. Luckily, Dark caught the bait.
"Ha, unlike them, (Y/N) actually lets Edge out. Sometimes begging her to."
"Wait she gets to share her body equally?!"
"Pretty much. Back when we were younger and lived in LA, sometimes Edge would complain (Y/N) lets her out too much."
"Does she have any idea how lucky she is?! (Y/N) lets her out to have fun while we have to fight for freedom!"
"Who knows. (Y/N) and Edge are on good terms. Edge even said she'd try to help us out and got (Y/N) too agree."
"Really? Cool!"
"Yup. Let's try and get control."
"Alright."
"I'm ready and waiting."
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Hey guys! Sorry for the voices. I'll post the key again.
Jack
Anti
Mark
Dark
(Y/N)
Edge
I'll put this at the bottom every chapter. Kirby out!
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Normal III Anti/JackSepticEye X Reader III
FanfictionJack was struggling with Anti, who was trying to get out. On one of Anti's rampages, he encounters someone . . . Different. Their name? "It's (Y/N) you freaking dingus!"