Anti's still dealing with the pain of his fellow Septic egos forcing him away from them. Did he deserve it? Maybe. Had he changed? Probably not. Did he regret it?. . . . . . .Every damn day. His friends help get him through it all, taking his mind off of it. But what happens when he's forced to face them again against his will? Please do NOT plagiarize, repost or steal

This is just some fluff that I've wanted to write for awhile. The draft has been run through my friends who enjoyed i immensely WARNING: SOME OF THE EVENTS IN THE STORY ARE TRAGIC AND SAD. THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION AND I APOLOGIZE IF THIS UPSETS PEOPLE. JUST WANTED TO WARN YOU GUYS IT IS SAD 2/9/2016: Highest rank: #127 in Random 2/21/2019: NEW Highest Rank: #9 in Darkiplier 2/23/2019: NEW NEW Highest Rank: #5 in Antisepticeye Holy shite, fam what is going on!?

This story is drawn, in a comic format; not written. It follows my OC, Dahlis, and her story after meeting both the Septic and Iplier egos. Many egos seem kind to her on the surface, but there are many with dark intentions. As she deals with all this, she has the company of her own bird demon to help protect her. Read at your own emotional risk, and trust no one. I'm one of those writers that thrives in writing angst. Each chapter will have a max of 10 images; since the original source is my Instagram @ dahlis_crafter. I will put a basic explanation in some chapters, but most are intended to be left in mystery.

"Stop!" Jackie cried. (Y/n) turned around to face the, as she would put it, so called hero. He stood about 15 feet away from her, and held his fists up. "You're a fugitive. It's time for this to end." He shouted. (Y/n) shook her head. "You've been at this for months, and it never works." She sighed. As stupid as she found him, (Y/n) couldn't help but admire his persistence. His ability to get back up. "It is my duty to end crime. Including you. I always thought I had already faced the hardest thing to tackle. Turns out it's the mystery woman with headphones." A small smirk rested on his face. She smirked back. "Well...you really don't know what you're getting into."

The soft side of Anti shines trough the darkness in a little childs life.

DISCLAIMER: I am not part of a gang and I don't encourage you to join one either. This is just something I am experimenting with. Matt is the leader of a powerful gang, but they're more like family to him. His cousin, (y/n), and friends, Dan and Sean, are also part of that gang. Nate, Felix, and Mark are part of a rival gang, who are just as powerful. What happens when the two groups cross paths? And what will happen when Matt borrows too much money, putting his friends and family in danger?

{COMPLETED} You wake up in a dark room with a pounding headache. You try to move, but your arms are tied behind your back. Wondering where you are, you cry out for help, but your screams are lost in the darkness. Suddenly, you remember what happened. The earthquake, the creepy laughter, the guy pulling you into the computer. 'Wait, where's Mark and Sean?' You think. The insane giggling rings through the room, but this time, you're not that scared. Only when it gets louder, do you get nervous. You, a female gaming youtuber, make plans to spend a week in Ireland with Sean and Mark, better known as Jacksepticeye and Markiplier, respectively. What none of you realize is that Antisepticeye and Darkiplier have also chosen that week to pay Sean and Mark a visit.

{COMPLETED} The air is thick and cold. You're sitting up in a hard chair. A headache forms as you slowly blink your eyes open. It doesn't take more than two seconds for you to realize they're covered. Oh no, you think. This can't be happening again. You reach for your head, but your hands don't move. You pull again, and figure out that they're handcuffed. It's all too familiar. "No," you say, beginning to panic. "No, no!" "Oh yes," a deep voice says. You freeze. The voice belongs to whoever took you. The blindfold is removed from your eyes. You see two familiar faces in front of you. "Welcome back, (y/n)," Antisepticeye grins. He glitches in front of you. Darkiplier stands next to him. Sequel for Virus! (I highly suggest you check that one out first!) Antisepticeye and Darkiplier are back for revenge, and this time they're not alone... About a year after the incident in Ireland, you are playing a seemingly harmless game of Prop Hunt with Mark, Jack, and Nate. When you're cornered in your house less than a day later, you realize that you have to deal with some old problems...and some new ones.

No spoilers here suckers ;) Apart from it's Markiplier's and Jacksepticeye's egos :P

"Please! Please just remember me! Look in my eyes and tell me you remember!" "She was a good sister." "I didn't get a chance to actually meet you. This is our first official meeting where you are safe." "He cut me off from the world, Mark! From YOU, Mark!" "I can't make any promises that she'll get better... It isn't looking good." "How do you feel about me?" "What's medicine for you is poison for her!" "I was supposed to protect her!" "I wish I had a best friend like that..." "Jack. I really need you to accept this as a promise. You have to. Please..." "If I knew what he did, he wouldn't have lived!" "You got to stop living in the past." "He hit me with a pipe. He kicked me. He hurt me and attempted my murder. Yet, he kept me alive to do it all again." "So? What if I can't change anything from yesterday? I learned. Now, tomorrow will be a different story." "Why are you suppressing everything? Acting like nothing ever happened... That's not okay." "Yeah, maybe I'm not smart. Hell, I'm pretty stupid. You still can't lie to me. Wake up and remind yourself what I experienced won't go away!" "I may be fixed, but you could see all the scars... Everyone can see I was broken. And they know I won't be the same again. But they don't matter. I need you to accept me... If you can't, then..." Mark didn't know. No one did. WARNING: |self harm |domestic abuse |Suicide |Rape |smut (eventually)(Maybe) |serious violence |flying pigs |religion mentioned (background character) YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Or triggered... It's all on you. (All art, that I do not claim, are not mine and go to their respective owners) (Requested story by a good friend. I OWE YOU NOTHING AFTER THIS XD)