Control- An Antisepticeye Story
I woke up in an unfamiliar place. I was in a room with TVs all stacked on the wall in front of me. I felt of ping of pain in my head and my memory came flushing back. Suddenly, the TVs flashed to life, all sitting on static.
Jack's face came up on the screens, with each one showing a different part of it, making it look more like a movie theater screen. Well, a distorted version of him. Hey eyes were pitch black with a green iris, and there was a slit on his neck with a layer of dried blood.
"J-jack? H-how? Why?"
"You don't remember me either? Jeez you guys are just the definition of out of sight out of mind, huh?" he cradled the knife in his hands.
His image glitched and convulsed on the TV, which I assumed was some kind of special effect.
"If you're not him, then...who are you?"
"Me? Well.." he giggled.
All the TVs went black. As he spoke the next sentence, he would appear on a different screen with each statement.
"I'm the one...the only...the all-powerful...Antisepticeye!"
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Mark decides to stay at Jack's house during a special, one-time convention over in Brighton. But ever since he got there, Jack was acting strangely. First being late to the airport, nightmares, even having full blown panic attacks. Mark does his best, but he has absolutely no idea what's wrong. Soon enough, he finds out. And it's NOT was he was expecting.
What happens when secrets are revealed, and faded memories return?
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A/N: While Mark/Markiplier does play a role at a main character, this is NOT a Septiplier fan fiction. Mark and Jack are both single is this story, but only friends, nothing more.
