A low, deep growl rumbled from Anti's throat. It sounded unnatural, almost animal. He was exhausted and his energy nearly drained as a familiar thirst was slowly rising in his throat. He needed blood, NOW. A wide smile crept on his face. Dark thoughts of draining the father began to cloud his mind. The very thought of spilling his blood was nearly driving him mad, and he loved it! The demon leaned back against the wall to collect his thoughts. Soon he would taste the sweet red substance….
The father's heartbeat beginning to grow louder in Anti's ears like a beating drum as he inched closer to his target. The invisible strings pulling tighter as the glitch honed in on his prey, his mouth watering.
This hunger had plagued him for so long, now was the time to strike and add a new puppet to the ranks. His throat on fire from the bloodlust that was taking its toll on his mind and body, his breathing becoming more rapid as he fought to keep it in check until the right time. Chase's heartbeat now almost driving him insane with its rhythmic, almost musical pulse. He was so close, the scent was so intoxicating.....so enticing!
It finally took over as his irises glowed a bright neon green, vastly contrasting against his black sclera which made them seem brighter. His gaze automatically moved to a spot on Chase’s throat. Better access point, the demon thought. He licked his lips, his stomach growling even louder than before from his ferocious appetite.
"͏d̴o̵͝n'̸̸t ҉mo̴͢ve̢̢," his voice had deepened dramatically, sounding more inhuman, more feral, startling the father as he pounced, pinning Chase to the ground. Chase stared wide-eyed, mesmorized by the glitch's wild, glowing eyes. Anti bared his fangs, which were now slightly longer and sharper, his entire being shaking from the agonizing, unrelenting thirst that was clawing at his insides. He lowered himself down closer to his target, a look of triumph on his face.
He teased the spot on Chase's throat with the tips of his fangs, making the father quake in fear, before swiftly piercing them deep into the precious life-giving vein under the flesh. Anti moaned in pure ecstasy as the rich red liquid soothed the fire in his throat, he wanted MORE! Chase tried to push him off, squirming underneath him, he didn't want to die! Anti growled low, gripping his prey tighter, not wanting to let go as he continued to greedily gulp down mouthfuls of Chase's blood. His sweet, delicious blood. The father's eyes began to close, no longer having the strength as Anti continued to devour him...
After what seemed like an eternity, Anti finally stops to admire his handiwork, grinning madly.
“noẅ́͢͜ ̏f̀o̸͡r t҉h͊̽҉e͜҉ ͠n̊͜e̷͡x͛͌͜͟t̓̚ ͊̒͢p̂̑́͞ha̛͑͞ŝ̈́͝͞ëͮ”
Anti takes his knife and slices his hand, a dark black ooze began to bubble up as he clasped it over the father's mouth. The substance inching it's way through Chase's system changing, reforming.
Chase wakes a while later on a bed, exhausted. He tries to move but cannot as he is handcuffed, arms above his head. He's so confused. How did he get here? What happened last night? Was it all a dream? Then came the pain. Fire flared through his body. He wriggled and writhed, letting out ear shattering screams as the pain continued to crawl through his veins.
A shadow appears in the doorway, grinning at his new puppet. Chase sees the figure, and through the pain and the tears he tries to get away forgetting about being handcuffed. Anti kneels down in front of Chase, cupping his cheek gently wiping away some of the tears.
“it̷̴͂ͭ'l̂͏l͂ ̷͛̆b͏ḝ̇͠ ̃o͊ͧ͢v̏̎̀͝eͪ͠r̾ͬ ṡͮo̶̓̐͞o̵͢n ļͬ̀i̴͡ţ̀̌t̎̅҉͞ĺ͘e͟ ̕͠ǒ̸͏n̉̏͞e̍” he says, his words like venom.
Chase stares in confusion. What did he mean? The pain had finally subsided only to be replaced with something else. A feeling he couldn't describe. He needed to alleviate this new feeling but how? He whimpered as the feeling became stronger, like something was eating away at his insides. Anti smirked as if knowing what Chase needed. He pulled something or rather two somethings from behind his back. Two small children bound and gagged, tears streaming down their faces at the sight before them. It was almost like they knew Chase.
Anti threw both of them towards the father. Chase had no idea what Anti wanted: wasn’t he the only one Anti was after? Why these kids? Before anyone could even think Anti had grabbed one of the children and ever so gently sliced down their palm. A deep red line quickly forms and grabs Chase's attention immediately. His mouth begins to water. He wanted it! Anti holds the child's hand above Chase's mouth, a few droplets of the liquid falling on his tongue. “Mmm..” Anti lowers the hand right in front of Chase's mouth. The father, still in a daze, never notices that his teeth are longer as he bites down making an even bigger wound.
Within seconds the first child is drained and Anti grabs the other, Chase biting down without a second thought. The second child drained in a heartbeat and thrown to the floor with the other. Chase licked his lips quite satisfied until he looked at the two on the floor, his face turned to that of horror as he finally recognized who they were. Anti merely laughed. Chase was now his puppet forever and always. “y̨͑̎͟o̷͝u ͐͢pͤ̚҉̕a̷s͆̐́͝s̢e͟͝d͌͡ ̧ͩ͡tͤḩ͝ę̶ͫ ̎t̶͘e̢͠s͡tͣ͋. ͑v́e̅̀͡r̛̽҉y̅͢ ̋gͧ͐͞͏o͌͌ǫͤ͠ḑ̉”
