Crazy Like You (Septiplier)

Chapter 18

((Sorry this took so long :) Semester tests are coming up and I got distracted))

~~~~Anti's POV~~~

Anti where are we going...?

Jack finally huffs, having given up on taking back control. I ignore him completely, letting my feet stomp down the sidewalk with every bit of anger I felt. Son of a bitch thinks he can control me... Not at all... That douchebag can rot in hell...

Anti! Will you stop for one damn minute!

I internally growl, lowering my head each time I pass other humans.

"No..."

I can feel Sean roll his eyes, nudging against his own mind once more. I shove him back irritably.

Where are we going?

He asks again, more impatience entering his voice as it bounced through my head. I shove his... my... hands into the pocket of the sweatshirt, shooting a glare at each person who shot me a strange look so that they looked away almost immediately.

"Anywhere but there..."

Why? We're safe there... Sure Dark, or even Mark can be a douche but-

"Shut... Up..."

I can almost feel Sean's breath hitch at my low growl. And he shuts his mouth. I would have smiled if not so miffed... I continue walking, until my shoulder hits someone else roughly.

"Watch it buddy!"

The guy shouts angrily. I stop, feeling my eyes burn a sickening green, and slowly turn my head, so they bore into him. He freezes, face paling as he tries to form words.

"How about you go to Hell..."

I let my voice drip with venom, each bit of hatred leaking out in those few choice words. His mouth opens and closes for a moment before anger overtakes his own eyes. I nearly reel back, not expecting that defiance in all honesty, not from a human anyhow.

"You ran into me you little shit! So don't think your contacts or whatever they are scare me."

I stop... feeling my eyes narrow in almost question. Was this human really that brave? Or is stupid the better word? I straighten my back, silently cussing at the fact he stood at least a full head taller than me.

But I don't let that stop a smile from curling over my face, giving an almost innocent head tilt despite the surely malicious grin.

"Trust me... You don't want to do this..."

I let my voice lower, each syllable cold and precise. His eyes narrow, anger lacing them as he straightened, stepping forward as though to threaten me.

"Oh yah? And what if I do... Punk?"

He spats that last word, and I feel my teeth grind. How annoying... How pathetic... How... Humorous...

I feel the Cheshire grin grow across my cheeks once more, stretching my pale face into the most horrifying grimace I could muster. He still, idiotically, stands his ground, even when I snarl out my next words.

"Well... It is your life on the line after all..."

~~~~Jacks POV~~~~

I sigh internally as I watch Anti argue with the stranger... I felt his annoyance grow, soon turning to full blown rage.

That's when I panic...

When I can hardly see through his glowing green gaze...

That's when I try to intervene.

'Anti... Just let it go man...'

No response, just more bickering. I try again, this time nudging for control, knowing full well he wouldn't let me take over again, even in his blind rage.

Nothing still.

If only this man would stop talking... Walk away.... But it seemed he had about as much pride as my demon did...

'Anti... That's enough!'

I shove even harder, this time gaining some feeling in parts of my body. Anti realizes immediately and instead of listening to me, I feel his anger peak.

As though the lights around me went off, I could no longer see, everything was black, the sounds faded out. The last thing I hear, before seeming to be locked away is Anti snarling under his breath at the man.

"I'll give you one chance... To walk away..."

~~~~~~Mark's POV~~~~~~~

I can't believe you let him get away!

Dark yells at me for the hundredth time. I continue my pacing, hardly flinching.

At first I was certainly petrified, he didn't seem like one to yell often, and when he did it was rather terrifying. But after a while, I simply grew annoyed at the pounding he caused through my skull.

"Me!? This is your fucking fault! Now Sean's out there alone!"

I hear him scoff within my head, and I feel my skull throb from all the shouting.

Its doubtful Septiceye would give him any control... If I were you I'd stop worrying about your little boy-toy and start worrying about the damage that demon can cause...

I huff, tugging my hand through the disheveled mess of black on top of my head, purposefully ignoring his use of the words 'boy-toy'.

"Why are you two even here....? Don't you have anything better to do?"

I growl under my breath. I can almost see the demon's crimson glare.

Trust me Mark... I would rather be anywhere else... As far as possible from Sean's demon... But I do have a job to do...

My head instinctively tilts, my pacing forgotten.

"A job? What the hell does that mean?"

Patience Mark... You'll know soon enough...

...well that's not ominous at all.... I sigh. I should have bought him a prepaid phone or something.... What if he gets hurt... what if he hurts someone...

Well perhaps, next time you'll tie him down or something clever like that...

I open my mouth as though to tell him to shut up, but I'm cut off as a pounding sounds at the door. I sigh and walk over.

What now...?

I open it only to be met with a shiny badge in my face. LAPD... I move my eyes upward, to a pair of stern green ones. The officer stood at least a head taller than me, and did not look friendly.

"Mark Fischbach?"

His gruff voice speaks up. I nod slightly.

"We have a few questions for you..."