*Discontinued* Tortured Love

19

"So, Dapper... I feel like I should introduce myself properly before you die." JJ frowned as the demon bitch smirked wickedly. "My name is Ivy. I'm solitary Dark Demon... meaning I have no host. I met Anti about... oh, well... It was a long time ago. I've cared for him for far longer than any over you have. He should have chosen me... If he was to fall for anyone... it should have been me. But... Life just doesn't work that way."

"Shall I tell you a story?" JJ didn't want to listen to anything she had to say. His only concern was Jack and Anti. Even still the Demon refused to cut him slack. That wicked laughter curdled his blood as he deflated against his binds. "Anti and I once had this spree. Death, blood, murder... The screams. That was when the two of us really bonded you know? Now, I'm not one for mess and Anti... He was never a clean kill but... When Anti truly let his demon out, It was a sight to behold."

"He had this game he would play. Anti's game... Oh, I wish I could see him play it again. I never understood the name glitch. You all stuck to calling him that but it just doesn't fit him. Yes, he has that tick but dear... He's no glitch." Her eyes shined brightly as she held her wrists out. "He's a fucking puppeteer."

"Anti's game is one that will have you 'captive'. It's so much fun... For us anyway. Anti did mention once that there was this man... He never said his name but... He said he was the only person Anti ever played his game with that not only survived but didn't hate him for it. Called him an undead bastard though."

'Robbie?' JJ mouthed out the silent words catching Ivy's attention who smiled seeing the recognition in his eyes.

"Oh? You know this so call zombie huh? Must be another one of Jack's ego's then." She simply sighed as she waved him off. "Anyway's... Anti's puppeteer game was always something I loved seeing. He was so good at it." Her eyes darkened as she glanced over at her phone and groaned. "Nothing... No sign or anything. I'm not enjoying this at all." She picked her phone up and smirked over at the tied up ego. "Maybe I'll give a bit more incentive, huh?"

"I'm bored. Just because he hasn't seen it yet doesn't mean I can't continue the fun, right?" She summoned her knife as her phone started to hover. She laughed as he pressed the record button and beamed as JJ started to freak out. "Jack-a-boi!" Her voice was near shrill as she moved right in front of the man holding her knife up. "Time is running out for your little friend. Isn't that right JJ?" JJ's magic flared out causing his aura to go crazy as she laughed, making her voice go in and out. "That's it... I want you to panic. I want to see your fear." She lashed out, creating a gash in the silent ego's arm and making things blast out around him at the sudden surge. Her eyes flashed stabbed her blade right into the man's side, not where it would kill him but enough to cause pain. Tears fell endlessly from his eyes as he smiled. "You have till sundown, Jack. Don't keep me waiting."

"Don't keep... JJ..." The trembling hands nearly dropped the phone as they leaned against the table. "That bitch..." They quickly fumbled with the phone deleting everything before slamming the phone down unintentionally as they forced themselves up and out the door. The stood there for a few seconds lost in thought before they glanced back and frowned. "I'm sorry... It's my fault..." Their hands clenched as this fire burned through them. "Just hold on, Jamie. I'll save you... I promise."

"IT'S BEEN FUCKING HOURS!" Ivy screamed out in pure annoyance and boredom as she jumped up and grabbed her knife. JJ froze up in a panic seeing the bloodlust in her eyes as she drew closer. "I know I said he had till sundown but... Let's face it. It's not going to matter if I kill you right now. You're both going to die. And I've grown impatient..." JJ struggled as these dark vines wrapped around him burning him as they tightened against him. Ivy just smiled as she forced the man to look at him with the blade of her knife. "Besides... Who's to say Jack even got the message? Who's to say he'd even come?"

"Now that I think about it... Who even are you to jack?" JJ's eyes narrowed as Ivy snickered. "He has a demon, a doctor, a superhero, a sharpshooter, magician, and a mother fucking zombie. You're just some silly silent films ego. He probably saw it and doesn't give a fuck. He doesn't need you. So here's what I'm going to do, ok... I'm going to kill you and then I'm just gonna go and find him myself. It'll be dangerous... but I'll do whatever it takes to protect my friend." 

"So I guess what I'm saying is..." Ivy positioned herself behind JJ, her knife pressed dangerously against his neck as she leaned in with a devilish gleam in her eyes. "This is your final curtain. This only good this I can take from this is... Jack at least had to get those texts."

"Oh, he did." Ivy jumped back gripping her knife tightly as JJ's eyes went wide. "Or well, his phone did. What you failed to take into account, was someone else accessing it. I mean... This is Jack. That man would lose his head if he didn't have it attached." Ivy was freaking out trying to pinpoint where the voice was coming from. It echoed and reverberated against the walls making it damn near impossible to locate. "Jack won't be coming to save Jamie."

"And why is that?" Ivy's voice was literally dripping with malice as the voice laughed hysterically.

"Because I got to it first." Ivy's face dropped as he clutched her knife close to her chest. She knew that voice. She knew that laugh. "And so... my dear, sweet, poison Ivy..." Green smoke filled the air making JJ's face pale at the sound of glitching laughter. "Y̶o̷u̵'̶l̵l̶ ̷h̵a̴v̴e̵ ̵t̸o̷ ̸d̷e̷a̴l̵ ̶w̴i̴t̶h̵ ̷m̶e̸.̴"

"Anti!" Ivy jumped as a knife went flying towards her face. She reacted fast blocking the knife with her own only to freeze up seeing the demon standing right in front of her, his demon eyes boring into her with such rage she couldn't help but shiver with excitement. Anti smirked evilly, showing his fangs as his fingers twitched making this reflection in the green smoke catch her eyes. Thread... There were threads connected to his fingers leading into the smoke. Anti giggled as he held his hand up twitched again only for the sound of guns cocking to resound through the room. 

"L̴e̸t̷'̵s̸ ̸p̴l̴a̴y̴ ̷a̷ ̷g̴a̶m̴e̴,̶ ̶I̷v̶y̷.̴"