He's SHOCKINGLY Amazing (Antiseptiplier)

Most Wanted Criminal

Anti's POV:

I can't believe that they thought they could catch me. What idiots... Oh hey, well I bet you're wondering what I'm doing, huh. Well, it's simple, I'm robbing a bank and some idiots thought that they could chase me and catch me - jokes on them, I came prepared. As I ran down the darkening streets I made sure that I broke every street light as I passed and believe me it's the most fun thing to do - especially when there are kids outside - man the scared look on their faces is my favourite thing ever.

Anyway back to running from "security" - literally can't do shite, they don't deserve to be called security at all... Wait, where am I? Shite. I ran down the wrong fooking alley, great a dead end, fantastic, this is your fault - if I wasn't ranting on to you guys I'd be perfectly fi-  "So you're the famous Antisepticeye, huh, you don't look like much - honesty you seem quite week" - Bitch interrupted me..and called me week.. well he's gonna pay for that one I'll tell you that now.

"Yep, that's me now if you don't mind-" I try to pass them and escape in a friendly manner - I try to be a decent person you know - but of course one of them had to try and block my path with his massive muscular arm... wait what am I saying - see I keep on ranting to you when I should be killing these men.. oooh speaking of - "Well, we'll have to do this the hard way then." I quickly glitch into my demon from, my neck glitching all over the place - that took some getting used to - with my claws out and my eyes glowing, one fully black and the other bright  green with a black pupil. "Well this should be fun," I smirk.

The men start charging towards me. I'm honestly surprised that they're not scared of me, but to be honest us demons have been wandering Earth for years now - oh did I mention I was a demon - I cant remember but I am and I'm a fooking bada-

"Ow," shite I need to concentrate on killing these pathetic humans - no offense or anything - one of the men quickly slam me into the wall behind me by my neck. Mistake. I quickly pull out my knife from my pocket, instantly stabbing him in the chest - not the heart though because I don't want to kill him - see I'm nice, ha jokes I kinda just want to torture him later for punching me.

The next thing I see is one of the man's goons pulling out a gun about to shoot, but before he can I quickly teleport infront of him taking the gun in my hand and pushing it back into his stupid face  - yes I can teleport I'm a demon remember, oh and I'm a badass. Two down two more to go, easy enough right?

Quickly turning around I see the men sprinting towards me, one is on my left the other on my right - honestly will humans ever learn? As they came to my sides I quickly jumped into the air, using my powers to hold me up high enough, and kick them both in the face. Ha, that's gotta hurt. One of them is clearly very weak because he was knocked out instantly - or maybe I'm just extremely strong. However, the other got straight up and before I could catch what he was doing he ran away - he fooking ran away, what a coward.

Hmmm lets have a look at our little friend shall we? But before we do...

I pick up the guy who I have just knocked out and slapped him awake. As soon as his eyes opened all you could see was fear - the thing I love the most. It must be awful to fear someone but I wouldn't know I'm too amazing. I grab the man by the neck and simply say "I'm not going to hurt you, ya know," and as the look of relief settles in his eyes I twist my hands to the side and snap his neck. I would have tortured him before hand but I have the stupid muscular "boss" to do that to.

I slowly begin to walk over to said "boss" - I'm going to take my time and enjoy this. As I bend down to his height the fear begins to pool in his eyes and it makes me even more excited to do whatever I want to this piece of shite. Without warning I slam his body up against the wall by his collar and smirk as he closes his eyes in fear. "Now what's a muscular man such as yourself got to fear from someone as 'weak' as me huh?" 

I'm about to start torturing this man when I start to hear the infamous "Hunter" sirens. Shite, I shouldn't have let that man escape, he probably told them where I am. Dropping the man I was about to have some 'fun' with, I walk over to the end of the alley way I was in. Fook, yep - Hunters. I bet you're wondering what I mean by 'Hunters', huh? Well they're kind of like police but for demons and they fooking suck - they take demons to their 'prison' and torture them. I went once and it was awful. I shiver at the thought. Luckily though, it's very easy to escape - wait, that was years ago - fook, it's gonna be a lot harder now isn't it. Well better get the fook out of here now.

As I'm about to teleport out of this shite situation I hear a gun firing and feel something clip onto my arm. No..no..no. Shite, that wasn't a gun; I don't even know what it was but it seems like it's fooking bad because now I have a bracelet on my arm - not just any bracelet though... "An Anti-demonic bracelet" a husky voice calls to me. Well, I'm fooked. If you're wondering an Anti-demonic bracelet is as it sounds - a bracelet against demons, basically it stops us from using our powers, meaning guess who cant fooking teleport.

"Aww, looks like little Anti's coming back to the 'prison' huh boys." They all begin to chuckle - I fooking hate his laugh so much... it brings back bad memories. "Aw, Anti I don't think I recognise that look. Is that maybe a look of fear on our most wanted criminals face, huh?" No, what the fook is he on about I'm not scared at all - ugh I hate him so much. "No 'Jason' this is a look of 'I want to rip your throat out with my teeth'" I smirk, but this is quickly replaced by pain as another shot is fired - a real gun this time, straight at my leg as well. Shite. 

Jason and his men then start to walk over and grab me. "Get the fook off me you mo-" my voice being cut short by Jason putting tape over my mouth. I try to call out as they begin to put me in a straight-jacket but all that ends up coming out is a muffled cry. Fook, I'm going back... wait.. no. I cant, I cant, I cant go back. I begin to kick and shout for my attempts to be cut short by Jason and his men holding me tighter and throwing me into a van.

 I begin to panic, I cant go back, not now, not ever. Jason senses this and smirks coming over to where I am. I give him pleading eyes and hope that it will work. "Your tricks wont work on me Anti, do you not remember the last time you tried something like this?" I shrunk. He was right, he'd just torture me more, you see the sick fook likes it when people plead - wait I can't call him that can I... I kinda do the same thing.. Huh.

Before I can even react he quickly punches me in the face, "fuck" I mumble through the tape. Ha, he thinks he can knock me out - what an idiot. As I think of how to move well enough to kick him in the balls of maybe even get a knife to him, he slams my head to the floor of the van. Shite. Everything begins to go black as I pass out.