A Hectic House

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Quite a bit of gore in this chapter, if it makes you uncomfortable feel free to skip

Chase gasped and turned to the side where Die stood, he screamed and ducked down dodging his arm. Chase turned and sprinted up the street, clutching the burner phone in his hand and his hoodie whipping around his hips.

A hand grabbed his hood and he shook the zipper off, kept the phone in his hand and keep running, screaming for help and attracting a lot of attention. Jackie appeared and gasped, he flew over and scooped Chase up, speeding up and landing in the alley they were hiding in. "Rest time over! We need to go!"

"Why?" Schneep frowned as he nibbled on a cereal bar, Marvin and King were already back and had handed food out.

"Die found us!" Chase hissed and helped Robbie up.

"How?" Jack cried.

Chase hushed him as a group of angry people ran in the direction of Die and seeing this as a distraction the trick shooter tore open the burner phone and shoved it at Anti. "Call Dark now."

The glitch nodded and quickly typed in the number, holding the phone to his ear and tapped his foot nervously on the ground, glancing around from the floor and cursed when the line rung out. "Bastard won't answer, I'll phone the house number."

After a moment a voice mumbled a hello on the other line and Anti gasped, jumping slightly. "Darky, Dark it's Anti."

There was an excited voice from the other end of the line and a lot of moving around. "We are in South Park, I don't know where though, we got away from Die but he found us and is looking for us again," Anti explained quickly, the others glancing around nervously.

The line fell silent and Anti flung the phone at the opposite wall, clawing his way to his feet and Schneep standing quickly, catching the glitch when he stumbled. "Dark is on his way with the others."

They all sighed and heard screams coming from somewhere outside on the streets, then a loud voice broke the air. "Well done morons, you fell right into my trap, now we have the rest of the Ipliers and Septics, show yourself or they will die, starting with Mr Yancy the Prison Fancy."

There was a deep yell of pain and Anti panicked. "That's Dark," he whispered trying to push Schneep off. "We need to help them."

Jackie peeked out and saw a large group of demons and a big tank, all the other egos and Mark were inside the box and Dark was in his own one, slumped against the glass and Wilford was punching the glass trying to get to the darker entity. A demon noticed Jackie and shot at him, he flung himself backwards and grit his teeth together.

Moments later demons appeared all around them and dragged them onto the road, normal human hostages were kept at the side of the street and the other egos looked in horror at their wounds and confusion that there was a random green haired girl.

"Bring forward Miss Brody," Die smirked and Chase was yanked forward, he was thrown at Die feet and he was quickly at his feet, Yancy was dropped back into the tank and Die grabbed Chase by the throat. "You caused this, bitch."

He punched Chase across the face and he stumbled back a few feet, his lip bursting again. The trick shooter took a breath and turned back around, Die swung again but this time Chase ducked, snatched a gun from Die's side and kicked him away, pointing the gun at his head.

"Chase think about what you're doing!" Jackie yelled, three demons had him held in placed but he was thrashing violently, panicking as at least ten guns were aimed at the trick shooter.

"I thought about it," he then aimed beside Die and fired, the bullet hitting the far off control panel and the tank walls shattered, the other egos being freed.

Die instantly lunged at Chase who hit the road and kicked his legs pathetically. Anti mustered enough strength to glitch beside Dark's tank and break the control panel, the older demon sliding onto the pavement. Wilford teleported behind the group of demons and snapped a few necks and shot a few people, freeing the others.

All four Google units flung themselves at Die, breaking his legs and launching him into a building. Bing pulled Chase up and looked him up and down in shock.

"Don't say anything," Chase growled and Bing held up his hands.

"I'm not saying anything bro," the default grinned and Chase wiped his nose and mouth with the back of his hand. "What happened?"

"Explain later," Google Blue grabbed Chase's wrist and carefully pulled him to the side, out of the fight. "Are you alright Chase?"

"I'm okay," the trick shooter wiped his face again to stop the blood flow. "This is barely anything."

The demons were quickly picked off and the egos embraced each other, Wilford refusing to release Jameson. Meanwhile Anti was slouched on the pavement against a building, Dark's head in his lap and he threaded his fingers through his black hair, glitching occasionally.

"Amused?" Dark raised an eyebrow and Anti giggled softly.

"A little bit," he nodded his head and continued playing with his hair, fresh blood leaving through his new bandages. "I don't think you should get up yet, just stay put."

"How do you know?" Dark frowned.

"Die electrocuted me a lot because I constantly snapped back at that dumb blonde fucker."

"I already feel better," Dark sat up and let Anti slump against his shoulder.

"Well I was electrocuted more than one time," the glitch grunted and curled into a ball, hugging the older's arm. "Don't ruin the moment."

Dark smirked slightly but wrapped an arm around the glitch, holding him against his side. Die dragged himself across the ground and attempted to disappear in a cloud of smoke but Wilford stood on his back and held him down.

"What should we do with you?" He waved a gun about and crouched down on his back, settling the barrel of the gun against the back of his head. "Is it your nap time?"

"Not yet Wilford," Google Blue stepped forward and nodded to Chase. "Chase had been turned into a girl from a gas that his scientists made, we need to figure out how to reverse it."

Wilford looked at Chase, then Google Blue and then back to Chase before letting out a sigh. "Fiiiiine! We'll lock him up and get the information out of him."

"Now I think we should get home," Silver Shepherd had Jackie leaning against him, the red clad superhero seemed exhausted.

"Courtesy of moi of course," the mad man grinned and wiggled his moustache.

Dark helped Anti to his feet and moved over so they were all in a tighter knit group, Wilford teleporting the group away, a few human stowaways joining them.