His Words (An AntiSepticEye Story)

Chapter Seven

Anti was up all night, over thinking, of course. Sean had had enough of it and forced through control of his own body.

As he felt his warm blood rushing through him and was finally out of the coldness of his mind, he sighed. It was a pleasant feeling for him and he basked in it while he could. He knew Anti probably did some messed up stuff last night but he never saw Anti this nervous. It was odd, even for the psychotic demon.

He got up off his bed and sighed deeply. Suddenly though, he felt sick to his stomach. He ran to the bathroom and only just lifted up the toilet seat in time to heave up a dark red liquid into the basin. There were chunks of what looked like meat in there and it made him want to throw up again.

He coughed violently until another wave came out and he groaned. He ran a hand through his hair as he sat on the floor. He grabbed some toilet paper and wiped his mouth with it. He saw what looked like a few bones in the basin from the corner of his eyes.

"Well, this is quite the sight.. sorry, dude. Had a little snack last night." Anti spoke up in Sean's mind, his voice void of emotion.

He sighed deeply again and held onto his stomach. "Right then, I'm guessing you ate someone last night, but why the fuck is it coming out my gully hole?"

There was silence. Mainly because Anti wasn't exactly sure. This only ever happened rarely.

"Well, I'm not sure. Perhaps she just didn't digest properly? That must be the reason. Well, the only reason I can think of."

Sean wasn't satisfied with his answer. There seemed to now be a pile of questions on his mind and none of them seemed to be able to be answered. It angered him more than anything. Everything was scratching away at his last nerve and he knew that soon he would break. Be it in tears or yelling.

Dark, meanwhile, was helping Mark with a small skit. It was for a new series of sorts. He just had to be 'scary.' Which wasn't that hard for the red demon. He knew how to strike fear into people. Although, he did find it annoying when he'd find comments of people provoking or being.. sexual about him. It bothered him enough to be hesitant to make more videos for Mark.

"Mark, my dear friend, you are aware of what people have been saying about me, yes?" He questioned his counterpart while he was adjusting his suit. He took pride in his appearance and sometimes it had it's consequences.

Mark was aware, and to be honest, it bothered him too. He didn't like how people sexualized him or his egos. He felt a bit uncomfortable with it all.

"Yeah, I'm aware. Don't worry, I'm not too happy about it either. Try not to think about it, okay Buddy?"

Dark appreciated Mark always trying to be nice to him, it was a nice change from "Emo bastard." Seeing as that was his most popular nickname at the moment. That, and "Eyeliner Daddy." That he definitely didn't approve of. Any form of being called Daddy he didn't approve of.

Anyway, he continued on with the skit and acted like his usual, spooky self. He enjoyed it, but at the same time, he didn't like having to reveal himself to millions of people on the internet. This caused for many retakes regarding the footage.

The footage was then sent to Lixian to help edit and Dark put his own touch on it. Mark said he wanted to scare them, and scare he shall do.

He casted a spell so that the footage would make it seem like he said the person watching's name and make it seem like he's talking directly to them. He hoped that it would cause enough shock, excitement and fear from the viewers for him to feed off of.

Dark wasn't like Anti, he didn't eat humans nor human food. He ate off of emotions. Negative mainly, but any powerful emotion was good enough. Except happiness, of course. However, that was why he liked to induce fear. He could feed off of it so easily and it was the best flavour of emotions.

Sean gave him his weekly dose most of the time. He'd make unexpected visits to the unsuspecting human and enjoy the fear that wavered off of him.

Soon, it was time for Mark to take back control, but first, Dark had other plans. He wanted to go out, wine and dine a bit maybe. As the thought crossed his mind, another memory approached.

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The snake woman stood before Tenebris yet again, still trying to touch him again like usual. She was determined for something.

Dark knew he'd most likely be more than able to have his way with her, be it any possible way. But, he couldn't without giving her what she was clearly after. He hadn't feasted in a while and he needed blood.

"What are you trying, Temptress?" His voice was almost cruel, laced with curiosity and he cursed himself for letting his emotions show.

She hummed softly at him, running a hand through his hair slightly before grabbing a handful of it. She moved his head closer to hers. "Oh, I'll never tell. Where's the mystery about simply telling you?"

Dark frowned at the answer, feeling the need to pull away as soon as he could. He was about to, but then he felt her claws dig into where she was holding his hair, slowly but surely he was starting to bleed.

"What could you possibly want? You're a goddess. You have everything already."

She smirked and shook her head at him. "Oh, but I want more~ What if I actually want a relationship?"

Dark grimaced, shook his head and pulled away from her, feeling her claws make deep marks on the back of his head. He could already feel it healing, though.

She stared at him while she licked his blood off of her claws. She sighed in what seemed like content.

Did he taste good?

The thought crossed his mind before he could stop it and he moved towards her.

"Fine. I'll give you what you want. If that is what you want. But on one condition."

"Name it." Her voice turned serious and callous, a wicked grin on her face.

"I want you to give me wings."

"Deal."

The night ended up being theirs and she seemed like she couldn't get enough of him. He felt uncomfortable with it despite the pleasure he felt. It was all for his soon-to-be wings. He was ecstatic to have them.

Little did he know the sacrifice he had to make to get them.