Be Your Own Hero

No Straight Answers

Dark stared outside his window, his eyes just peacefully glancing over little things that caught his sight. A squirrel climbing up a tree. An airplane flying overhead. The clouds moving across the moon either darkening or lighting up the night.

He was not in the best of moods but he kept himself calm and collected. Focused.

Mark found out that Google had connected to the printer in his office thus giving Anti the perfect window to jump through. Dark didn't count on Mark being smart though and he found out today that the man got rid of all his security cameras and got motion detection alarms instead that neither Google or Bing could hack into.

Not to mention that Mark 'tried' to come over to Raspy Hill when Dark wasn't there to talk to everyone. When Dark came back from traveling through the void, he found Mark in the living room laughing and talking with the egos. Even Wilford was laughing genuinely with him!

It was Wilford that had to hold Dark had from killing Mark then and there. He was so pissed off, his auras were snapping him back and forth and the ringing his projected caused everyone to have a headache afterwards. 

Needless to say Mark had escaped but Dark was angry that no one would tell him the truth of why he was there.

'He just wanted to say hi'

'Mark's a good guy, actually. You should try talking to him'

'Give him a chance'

'Fucking bastard' Dark began to snarl a little, 'Trying to manipulate MY ego brethren . . .  just like you did before at the mansion. Fucking Actor.'

A gentle voice in his head cooed to him, 'It's what he wants. You need to stop messing around and end it already.'

Dark went to grab his cane out of instinct and held it in his hands, 'Trying to turn them all against me. Well who needs them anyways!? They're all useless to me now!'

'Calm yourself' the voice whispered, 'Emotions only hinder you. The others were just holding you back anyways.'

He breathed deeply and slowly, trying to calm himself, 'Stop yourself, Dark. You're losing it again.'

In and out.

In and out.

The auras reeled themselves back into his 'soul'

'Emotions. What a problem they cause for me and this body' he grunted and shook his head, 'I need to think. Need a way to get rid of Mark once and for all.'

Dark tapped his cane with his fingers and hummed, 'The other egos won't be as apt to help me now that Mark has. . .  infected them. Even Wilford will be hesitant now'

He looked at the bottom drawer of his desk just briefly, 'Hm. . . .He's a little broken right now. But perhaps he's just broken enough after what they did to him'

Dark smirked and chuckled lowly, his red aura glowing off of him. He could almost FEEL the other entity in him laughing with him.

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Chase ran back into the house, flask forgotten. Sean was hurrying to get up as well but didn't question as to why Chase had been outside. The power was completely out and the only sound was Anti's terrified screeching. 

Everyone had heard it, of course and was up immediately, the rush of adrenaline fueling them. Marvin was closest to his room and burst in Anti's room, his hand casting a light within the pitch black.

Anti had his eyes closed, still screaming, rocking himself back and forth on the floor next to the bed. Tears ran down his face and he was glitching furiously. He started scratching at the scar on his neck, making it red with his nail marks. Everyone paused at the scene of what almost looked like a possession in its own right. . . until Chase ran up to him, broken out of the trance first.