Been awhile since I have written/posted something here, mostly cause I get scared to and being busy-- but! Here!
No Escape
Warnings: anxiety, possession of sorts, paranoia
Characters: Jameson, Anti
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A cold night, breeze that chills one to the bone and a mute enter this scene. What a fine scene this is. The silent one brings his arms to his sides to rub against himself, maybe that'll get him warm. He hopes so.
It's not too long of trip left to his small little home, it's just a horrid night out. Especially without a proper coat or ride home.
This would have been just a task to get through, that is until a voice interrupts the air.
Oh Jameson~! I need ta chat with ya', some business you and I have. A shame we haven't had the time ta do this sooner. Hurry up and get home now.
Jameson froze in his steps, eyes wide with fear for the return of the demon. He was supposed to be gone! Not messing with him again- Nonono!
No! JJ feels the cold air choking him, wrapping its icy fingers around his grey tinted throat. Stealing his already sparse breath. He reaches up at his neck, grabbing the hands to-- Grabbing his throat to remind himself his throat is not being choked.
I have to get home- There's no where else.
With that, he rushes to his home. Hoping what he heard was just an awful trick of the mind, and that he can just focus on getting warm.
The dapper man enters his home, closing the door behind him with a turn of the lock. It's quiet here.. No usual weird noises that come from being tormented. No noise from his tv, he remembered to not leave it on this time.
He almost forgets that he was told to hurry home.
Well well... You did hurry home. I'm glad you still cooperate nicely with me. Like a pair you and I.
Oh God no.
Jameson shakes in his spot. There it is. The sound of static, leeching energy from all the other sounds of life and killing it. The only sound now is static. The fucking static!
Go away! I have no business with you, demon! You're supposed to be gone.
Ahahah! You really think you could keep me away? I will never be away from you. No more.
He can't! No. . . The puppeteer heads into the living room, where the tv is there. On, because he forgot to turn it off and playing a static channel. Jameson turns the tv off, he could've sworn he remembered this time.
You will leave! You're not welcome here.
A low chuckle seeps into the dark corners of Jameson's mind. Then the black fills his vision, just before he collapses.
I meant it when I said I will never be away from you. I'm inside your head.
"Henrik- Hen, I uh.. this may be a bad time to drop this on you but I've.. well, it's easier to explain once you're here! See you soon, please hurry-"
Henrik frowns slightly, hearing the voicemail repeat once more. Vhat zhe fuck is he doing? The good doctor drives to their shared place, growing more and more concerned as time passes.
He was right to be concerned.
All the lights are on, some lamps too, and it is bright as an endless lit void. The doctor has to squint his eyes slightly from how bright it is in the house.
"Jackie?"
The sound of footsteps come from the hallway and Jackie waves him over.
"C'mere, it's in here."
That's concerning, thinks the doctor.
"Vhat's in there?" Jackie shakes his head and waves him over again. The doctor sighs and heads over. "I mean it Jackie."
"You'll see-"
The hero opens the door to the spare back room. The two head inside, the doctor seeing what Jackie was talking about. A silent gasps leaves him.
"Vhat..who?" He mutters, not able to look away.
"It showed up one day.."
In front of them, masked by the darkest corner of the not so brightly lit room, sits a figure. Curled over itself and emitting a low hum. Henrik moves closer, just by a bit before being yoinked back by Jackie.
"It's not happy-"
It is a good thing Jackie grabbed him cause the thing swiped at him- large claws being the main thing visible and terrifying.
The doctor gasps, noting the claws.
The thing pushes back into the corner after stating its place with the others.
"Does it-" He clears his throat and addresses the thing instead. "Do you speak?"
It shifts as it tries to form a response.
"Grhgh..I can." It flashes its eyes at him, bright green scleras are the only thing seen. This shocks both the doctor and hero.
"Oh, that is great. Do you have a name?"
"Anti. Hhrk."
"Do you have something in your throat?"
It doesn't respond to that, but if its face was visible the others would note the devilish smirk it wears. It shifts again to stare at Henrik, taking an interest.
"Anti is a unique name, did you choose it?" Henrik tilts his head, interested enough that he almost forgets he has to chastise Jackie for harboring an unknown creature without telling him sooner.
"..sort of."
"Zhat's nice. Where did you come from?"
It gurgles, maybe it is giggling. After a moment of very loud gurgling, it goes quiet.
"Not here."
Henrik figured that might be the answer it gives. He hums.
"You've got humor."
It smiles and nods, quite proud of that about itself.
"Well, I'm going to go talk with my friend. You just sit tight." Henrik smiles at the thing and backs away with Jackie.
The two exit the room and Henrik slaps Jackie's shoulder.
"Vhat zhe fuck happened? Start talking." Henrik says hushed and quickly. Jackie looks down and nods.
"I will I will-" Jackie takes a moment to gather his thoughts. He feels the gaze from the doctor and looks at him. "It showed up one day in my room, don't know how, but it happened. I panicked and then it started panicking? I'm not sure. Next thing I know, I've got it cornered into that room, cause the thing doesn't like lights apparently."
Henrik raises a brow. "Is that why every light in the house is at full brightness?" Jackie nods. "Makes sense.. have you talked at all- how soon after did you message me?"
"Eh.. not long after I got it in there. I didn't try to talk, tried giving it food but it tried scratching me so I didn't try again."
"That's good thinking." Henrik rubs his chin. "What now.. We should talk with it, but I'm not sure what else we could do about this."
Jackie nods and glances at the door to the room it's in. He wonders why it showed up.. and how?
"I want to talk to it again."
"I'll be with you."
In the dark corner, it stirs slightly. It hears the two talk through the walls, it hears everything. It smirks, though no one can see. The creature had been listening and waiting, letting the fall of humans guide it to its goal..
The door to the room opens, letting in additional light that makes it slink back into the corner even more. Funny thing about humans, so quick to assume..
"Hello again, you up to chatting?" Henrik starts the conversation, walking into the room and staying a comfortable distance away. The creature looks at him.
"Yes."
"Wonderful. What are you?"
It gurgles before giving an answer. "Anti."
"Is Anti a species?" He raises a brow, not sure if its playing with him. It is. It so is playing with the doctor because it shakes its head no.
"Well.. then vhat are you?"
A giggle. Then a tilt of the head.
"I'll move to a different question then," Henrik gets the idea that Anti will be stubborn, especially for certain questions. "Are you here for harm?"
"No. Just here."
"Here for vhat?"
"Existing. Exploring.." It trails off.
"New here?" Henrik smiles, being as gentle and friendly a presence he can be. It shakes its head before continuing.
"I've been here before."
Henrik tilts his head and raises a brow. "Oh, that's good. Where have you been?"
It smiles wide.
"Here."
Here? This sends a shiver down Henrik's spine. Here, like this house? When-?
"This house- you mean?"
A simple nod is all it takes to make Henrik's heart pound, and all the very limited color in his face disappear. "Oh- that's nice.." His throat feels dry. "H-how long? Ago, I mean. How long ago did you visit?"
"Which time?"
"Zhe first-" Henrik glances away, not sure if this is still safe. Oh, what am I thinking- This isn't safe at all! The light is the only thing we have right now- His hands fiddle with the fabric of his pockets.
"Years. Forgot the number."
Henrik swallows dryly, and glances to Jackie- who heads over and grabs Henrik's shoulder.
"Excuse us, we'll talk later Anti." With that, Jackie takes Henrik out of the room.
Once away from the thing Henrik starts shaking his hands in repetitive motions.
"Years?!- Jackie, how-" He visibly distresses, rocking back and forth on his feet. "How did we never see? Vhat has it done here? Oh God-"
"Henrik, hey bud. You're okay.." He speaks gently, watching the doctor and refraining from touching him. It's never a good idea to touch Henrik when he's panicked unless asked.
"Am I?!" He looks back at Jackie, shaking one hand spastically. He blinks and takes in a breath. "Sorry Jackie.. I didn't mean to yell."
Jackie smiles gently, understanding. "Its alright. This guy is unnerving, definitely creepy." He rubs the back of his neck.
Henrik nods, continuing to move and get his worries out. "Yeah, yes. I don't like how it's been here, before. Before."
"Mhm. It doesn't help that it isn't answering easily."
"That's the worst part." Henrik mutters.
"I agree.."
Henrik shakes his hands more before settling. "Alright.. we need to get through this. Now." He looks to Jackie before going back to the door with Jackie following.
"You got this, I'm right there with you Hen."
"Thanks, we'll-" Henrik shakes and freezes in the doorway. "Where is it? Jackie? Jackie it's not there-" His voice raises with fear.
"What?" Jackie looks in the room. "Hen, its okay- I'm right herAh-!"
Henrik blinked and everything changed. An instant change, that thing was gone. Where is Jackie? He turned back to see and is set into an adrenaline rush.
The walls. He finally saw what has happened. Oh god the walls, it's all sickly and dark and is that Jackie's leg in the ceiling-
"Jackie!" Henrik reaches for his leg, trying to bring him back down. The thing must've grabbed him from the thick substances coating what seems like everywhere- oh where did it go?!
Jackie's leg slowly becomes legs and then torso and thank fuck- he's breathing, barely but it's there. He coughs and weakly grabs at Henrik, thick globs of dark essence falls and spills out of his mouth and ears.
Henrik stares wide eyed at Jackie as he holds him before trying to guide him out of the hellish room. "Jackie- keep, keep coughing. Get that out-" He tugs him along, slipping but still standing. His heart pounds as he feet try to keep him moving.
"Try- gahhr-chh-" Jackie shakes with the amount of force in each cough. Weakly clinging to Henrik's guidance.
"Keep coughing-" Henrik stops, shaking more at the sight.
It's everywhere now, for sure.. If Henrik didn't have fantastic memory he wouldn't be able to tell you the color of the walls or where any pictures are on the wall. The floor is coated, and moving? Its moving, rippling and pulsing.
"Jackie- we have to go.." His words tremble and he rushes himself and Jackie into the hallway.
It's so heavy.. thick and dark. Is that giggling? Breathing? Maddening.
"C'mon- don't let go okay?" Henrik is stressed and trying his best, worried about the amount that's still spilling out of Jackie's mouth.
Thick globs drop from the ceiling, coating the floor below and near creating a wall to the outside.
But, the two manage to get outside. Henrik wants to go further but Jackie's coughing urges him to stop and tend to his friend.
"Jackie, cough as hard as you can." Henrik sets him down on the lawn and places a hand on his back. Trying to help get the weird thing out of him.
Jackie whimpers and nods, his throat feeling dry and slimy at the same time. "Hggrh-" He coughs hard and a slimy hard thing falls onto the ground. "Hhhh- ghhod." He coughs more and stares at the thing. The thing slowly melts onto the ground.
Henrik pats his back. "I've.. I got you-"
"I," His voice rasps, finally having a clear throat but it's extremely dry. "I can breathe.. now.." He keeps his eyes set on the thing, watching it.
"Good, that's good.. let's, can you get up? I don't want to be here-"
"No.. we cant let it get out. Imagine the.. the panic." He rasps, giving Henrik a look that could only mean he's wanting to be heroic.
"Jackie! We've got to wait or something-" He pleads, glancing at the house. Not wanting to think about what is inside. Growing.
"But- It could escape!" Jackie looks at Henrik.
"Ve should call, Jackie! No.. no heroing." Henrik pleads, shaking. "Please."
Jackie looks at him for a few moment before nodding. "Okay.. I won't Hen. I promise."
"Thank you" His voice cracks and he hugs Jackie, momentarily ignoring the weird substance and how it coats his clothing and skin.
Jackie only nods in response, patting Henrik's back. "We need to call- who?" He asks quietly.
"I don't know.." He shrugs, keeping close to Jackie. All that matters for the moment is Jackie can breathe and they both got out.
Out.
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"Marvin, ve- no, don't! Ve just need ozhers to deal vith it. Not us! Marvin, please." He pleads on the phone with Marvin. Henrik is trying to explain to the others that the house is not safe.
"No- I don't want you to risk that! Marvin!"
A hand settles on Henrik's shoulder and grips gently, Jackie trying to calm him down.
"Henrik-"
"He's not listening!" Henrik's voice only raises in pitch and stress.
"I know I know, let me talk to him.." Jackie says comfortingly, gently guiding the phone into his own hand. "Alright Marvin. . ."
Henrik listens to them both talk before glancing at the house, yet again. It looks so peaceful. Like nothing is wrong. How wrong that is. Well, is that wrong? Maybe it's all better. He's been under quite a lot of stress.. might be seeing things.
Without fully connecting how he got there, he feels the cool metal of the door handle in his hand.
"Wha-" Henrik blinks and backs away quickly, ripping his hand off the handle. "Jackie!"
"Hm, oh!" Jackie rushes over and pulls Henrik close. "What are you doing?" He looks worriedly at Henrik. The doctor is disturbed.
"I.. I don't know!" Henrik looks to Jackie. "I don't remember getting here." He whimpers, letting himself get pulled away by Jackie.
"Its okay, breathe.." Jackie mutters soothingly. "Let's go back over here and wait for the police."
Henrik nods, watching the house. He swears the whole place flickers.
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This better not be some crackhead call or prank. The police officer pulls up to the house, looking over the two people looking like an actual mess. He sighs before getting out.
"Alrighty you two, I don't want to deal with nonsense shit." He walks over to the others.
Henrik and Jackie look over, ready to hear the cop call them all sorts of names.
"We aren't joking, sir." Jackie starts, his throat cleared up a bit more from waiting. "It's dangerous inside and Henrik doesn't want me to deal with it."
The police officer shakes his head in disbelief. "I'll just go look before I bring you two in." He walks over to the door.
Henrik's eyes widen. "Wait-" He holds a hand out. "It's not safe!" Jackie holds him back.
The cop looks back and raises a brow. "Sure thing buddy." He grabs the door handle and opens it. He whistles at the sight. "Lot of work you put into this fellas." He mutters before pulling his flashlight out and turning it on to see inside.
The sound of loud maniacal cackling fills Jackie and Henrik's heads. Taunting.
"Wait, you think we're pranking you?" Jackie calls out. "Don't go inside yet!"
The cop doesn't answer and goes inside.
The door shuts behind him.
Those cackles leave their heads and fills the air.
Jackie stares at the door with a panicked expression. "Oh no. No- We have to go in now Hen!" He moves to go after the cop, getting to the door and tugging the handle.
Locked.
Henrik chases after Jackie. "Hey! Jackie wait, no!" He sees that Jackie has not entered yet, meaning the door is locked which spikes more panic. "Oh no.."
"He's locked in there- I have to get him out!" Jackie moves back from the door and kicks by the handle with his heel. Easily breaking through the wood with his strength and mighty kick. Scrambling, he pulls his foot back and reaches through to the other side. He unlocks the door but before he can go in, Henrik's hand begs him to stay.
"Henrik, I have to help him."
Henrik stares, muttering and stopping himself. Unable to think clearly. He doesn't want Jackie hurt but there is a man in trouble!
"Henrik, I'll be okay." He says gently, grabbing and holding Henrik's hand to reassure him. With a gentle squeeze, he swings the door open to face the hell within.
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Thanks for reading! :D
So I use different fonts for this, and I'm not sure what the best way to put an easier translation for that would be...
I will reblog with translations in that post !!
If you have any ways that others do this to make it easier to read lemme know, please! Thanks! :]
Also! I don't know proper coding terms so,, please don't harass me for that xD I just want stuff to sound cool and get the point across--
I'm quite proud of this one, even though there are scenes that make me go why??,, but I like this one.. It is longer than what I can usually pump out so :D
He's done it. Finally... All of the egos are in his hands, trapped under his control.
His chest pounds with a feeling of pride and yet- a sense of unending panic. He's never had something quite this large of a scale work before. He takes quick breaths, still trying to process what is going on.
He did it.
All of them..trapped. Trapped inside his computer.
He's not entirely sure if this will keep working like it is- but! He got them all inside, so that's a start.
After letting his head attempt to wrap itself what he's seeing, he finally takes a seat and messes with the program he designed specifically for this. With quick, shaky fingers, he types in the deciding code. Starting the simulation for all of the egos inside.
He did it.
The glitch takes a moment to just listen to the computer work, hearing all the pings and the low hum it emits. It relaxes him a bit, and he sighs against the wood of his desk.
This pleases the glitch as the program had been online for a full twenty-four-hour period and there had been no mess ups so far. He runs a hand through his hair and laughs breathily.
"It's working! I did it and no one realizes it! Haha!" He smiles and his chest feels light, is this what success feels like? He likes the feeling. "No one can stop me-"
His eyes widen and his body lights up with sparks. "What!?" He is at his desk in a flash, his quick hands searching for the problem.
"No no- Not today pesky magician!" His eyes flash as he runs one of the emergency codes.
"That should keep you out of it-" He looks at the program overview, a sigh escapes his mouth.
He shakes his head and grips it, muttering curses of relief. "I knew he would be trouble."
His body shudders in a wave of glitches, a result of adrenaline. He waits out the adrenaline attack before doing a quick virus check, finding nothing for now he decides to take a breather.
"God fucking dam- stupid bitch!" He screams in frustration, dealing with yet another reoccurring problem.
It has been one month, and at one point all of the egos had found out- he did a mass memory wipe.
This was good...until their character files started to break under the buildup of commands.
The room has not been quiet for a long time, the glitch making noises of frustration or rambling about one of the egos.
Right now, it is extremely loud. Anti does another memory wipe and hits his head with his wrists. "Just- stop breaking already!"
The doorbell rings.
His eyes snap open wide before he remembers he ordered pizza. He stares at the computer for a moment.
He decides the break to get pizza is fine and leaves his room.
"Here you go sir, sign here.." The deliverer eyes the glitch a bit, curious- but doesn't say anything.
Anti gives them a fake smile. "Thanks for the pizza." He takes the box after paying and shuts the door, his face immediately dropping into a tired bitch face.
I did it...
He chants this to himself under his breath, in another crisis with the egos stuck in his computer. Weird how much trouble they're giving him considering the situation. Stuck in a computer, odd.
Anyways, the glitch shakes and runs a hand through his hair, some of his hair coming with his hand from the amount of unhealthy stress- completely brought on by himself.
He notices and breaks a little. "No... no- I'm fine and I'm not breaking! I'm not!" He slams his hand down onto the desk, trembling at this point. "I did it! So- That means nothing is wrong!" The strain on his voice just gets worse as time goes on.
The computer makes a noise, something else gone wrong.
He holds his face for a moment, breathing shakily.
"N̸O̸!" He panics, his voice breaking down into its base mode. Glitching and staticky. "Y̸o̸u̸r̸e̸ n̸o̸t̸ g̸e̸t̸t̸i̸n̸g̸ o̸u̸t̸ t̸h̸a̸t̸ e̸a̸s̸y̸!!" He types in some commands and tries getting egos files working again. His hands shake and he almost mistypes every word.
He breathes erratically. "I̸m̸ n̸o̸t̸ f̸a̸i̸l̸i̸n̸g̸ n̸o̸w̸!" Static fills the air, surrounding him and near choking him. He blinks hard to focus, his eyes twitching and trying to shut.
P̺͆r̺͆o̺͆g̺͆r̺͆a̺͆m̺͆ u̺͆n̺͆s̺͆t̺͆a̺͆b̺͆l̺͆e̺͆.
R̺͆e̺͆b̺͆o̺͆o̺͆t̺͆?
He shakes his head, trying to fix this before it decides to take all of his work away and boot the egos out of the computer.
"Don't you dare- don't do it! I have c̸o̸n̸t̸r̸o̸l̸!" The glitch races to fix the errors and build it up better, keeping an eye on the egos files.
He cries in relief and laughs. "ⁱ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ʸᵒᵘ" His body nearly collapses, but he keeps himself up and awake. He can't relax now, it got too close to breaking for him to rest.
The room is quiet again but with a low static buzz, the glitch still on edge.
The tired glitch can't believe the words on the screen, it had been two weeks since the last breakdown and there had been no problems since. It was almost too good to be true.
He sits back and exhales, tired and starving. His eyes burn from strain and there's a low-hanging headache permanently wrecking him. Did it even feel like he was winning at this point?
A voice interrupts the static room.
"So, this is what you've been doing?"
Anti glitches up into an aggressive position, ready to attack- or so he thinks. He stops seeing who was there.
"Why aʳᵉ you heʳe?" His voice cracks from the excessive screaming and lack of hydration.
The intruder chuckles lowly, folding their hand behind their back.
"Oh Anti, did you think I wouldn't notice the lack of activity?" They smirk. "You take the role of idiot effortlessly."
Anti twitches and glares in response. "SHᵘT ᵘP, DᵃʳK." He swears internally from the voice cracks.
They hum and step inside, taking a quick look around to be condescending. "Where have you been keeping them?" They raise a brow.
He snarls and goes to push them out. "Gᵒ awᵃʸ-!" His throat tears slightly and he is stopped by a cane at his chest.
"Tsk..that's not a good answer, glitch." They put their cane to the floor, stretching their neck. "I'm here with curious intentions, not going to ruin whatever low-grade scheme you have." Of course, that last part is always debatable. Dark loved messing with him, taking away whatever footing the glitch manages to get.
He rubs his chest and glares, not trusting Dark. "It's nᵒt for ʸᵒᵘ to knᵒʷ...ʸᵉt." He twitches and points to the door. "ᵒᵘt."
Dark chuckles and shakes their head. "Stubborn as always. I will find out, by any means. Why don't you make this easier for your tired, strained, self?" They raise a brow with a slight smirk, knowing the glitch is on his last few straws.
His eye twitches as he glitches heavily. "Yᵒᵘre smᵃʳt. Fiᵍᵘre it oᵘᵗ." He points at the door again, keeping his gaze off the computer as it is on and displaying the codes and programs running.
Dark tilts their head, looking Anti up and down. "I should have known, obvious isn't it?" They smile and look at the computer. "Your computer is overheating and I know you quit your.. unnecessary habit long ago."
Anti storms over and blocks them from getting to the computer. "Gᵉt ᵒᵘt. Thᵉʸ'rᵉ gᵒⁿᵉ nᵒʷ." He shakes with glitches as he tries to keep up a barrier.
They smirk and pat his cheek. "Was that so hard? Though, I'm shocked at your ability to do this. That requires planning and the ability to get the job done.." They give him a condescending look. "I would never use those words for you."
He sparks and grabs Dark by the tie. "ʰᵒʷ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵒ ᶜʰᵉᶜᵏ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ?" He surges with heavy glitches, and lines of code start wrapping around Dark- rendering them immobile. Their eyes widen slightly as the glitch's abilities work much faster than anticipated, but due to their current state of being- they are able to halt the coding and glitches.
"You forget. I am in better standing than you." Their body pulses with reds and blues, breaking the thin lines that Anti was able to conjure at such short notice.
He shakes and leans against the desk to stay upright. He just watches, too tired to do anything else.
Dark fixes their suit and holds their cane, standing powerfully in front of the glitch. "You're weak, out of shape, and a failure. I don't know how you've managed to keep them trapped, but I know that it is a waste." They grab his chin and force him to meet their gaze, smirking.
Anti glares tiredly in defiance, but too weak to do much else. "ⁱᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ʷᵉᵃᵏ" His voice wavers.
They chuckle. "Keep lying to yourself." They stand back up, releasing his chin. "Free them or I will."
He glitches and shakes his head. "ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿᵗ! ⁱᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ ʸᵉᵗ, ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿᵗ ˢᵗᵒᵖ ᵐᵉ!" I've come so far, I just need to perfect it- His thoughts are interrupting Dark clearing their throat.
"Anti. Make this easier for yourself and just give it up, you were never made to succeed." They come closer, trapping him against the desk.
The words and thoughts break his confidence slightly, cracking his tough shell once again. He stares at Dark.
"ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿᵗ ᶜᵒⁿᵗʳᵒˡ ᵐᵉ-" He didn't expect the hand squeezing his throat and he grabs at it weakly.
Dark sighs, disappointed with Anti. "You never learn your place, do you?" They choke the glitch with ease, keeping him down.
The glitch feels himself start to slip into unconsciousness. "ⁱ ᵈⁱᵈ ⁱᵗ..!" I'm not a failure... He falls limp in Darks grasp, weakly glitching.
After a few days, Dark figured out how to free the egos and they did so. They'd rather have pawns to mess with than let the glitch feel any sense of control. More entertaining that way.
The glitch had stayed unconscious, with the help of Dark drugging him. They've dealt with unruly egos many a time.
They smirk, overhearing the egos deal with Anti's unconscious body and talking about what they will do.
My job here is done. They disappear, leaving the glitch to his punishment.
[ 'torture' starts ]
Anti wakes up, finally, and squints his eyes open- sensitive to the brightly lit room. He tries moving but is stopped by straps. Straps? He wakes up a bit more as he realizes he can't get up.
"Looks like someone finally woke up to face his crimes." Who- Jackie. That was Jackie's voice- how is he speaking to me? Anti struggles a bit, not wanting to accept that Dark let him out.
"You can't escape, your glitching is useless and ve're all vell rested." Henrik- No, no no- NO!
"No-" His voice cracks from inactivity and he thrashes under the bindings. "You didn't stop me! This is just a setback!" He pulls with all his strength to escape the table he's restrained on, with no success.
"Just give it up Anti! You lost and you're going to pay for your crime!" Jackie slams his fist down by Anti's head, stilling the glitch by shock.
Anti looks up at him with fury and determined madness in his eyes, unwilling to accept that he failed.
Jackie looks down at him, enraged and ready to hurt the glitch. Just waiting for the time to do so. "You're going to pay. You hurt us all and for what? To feel good about your pathetic self?" He snarls a bit.
"You can't hurt me!" He screams, glitching from the outburst.
"Oh but I can, Hen has been perfecting some drugs." He leans down, gripping Anti's hair. "You'll be in pain for a long time, Anti."
He glares at the hero ego, still thinking he'll just get out of this. "You wouldn't."
Jackie shakes his head, slamming the glitch's head down. "We will, and are going to." He walks over to Henrik, looking at the doctor's work.
Anti winces and bares his teeth, watching Jackie. When he sees the counter, he feels his heart stop.
He now feels the tubes.
He now feels the incisions.
He remembers what the doctor is willing to do.
He feels fear.
"You cant! You guys wouldn't do this to me-" He thrashes again, watching Henrik set up a syringe.
Jackie sees the glitch panic and doesn't hate how seeing him scared feels good, for now at least. He nods to Henrik and leaves the room.
Henrik turns and smiles at Anti. "It's going to sting, a lot." He approaches Anti. And with the doctor's strength, holds Antis's head down as he injects the drugs into the glitch's neck.
The glitch gasps and pulls against the straps, his skin starts to feel like it's on fire and stinging. He bites down on his tongue, holding back his noises of pain.
The doctor makes sure to get it all in the glitches system before taking the device out, smirking at how quickly the drug takes the first effects.
"I'll be back tomorrow to give you the next dosage." With that, he leaves the glitch to writhe in agony alone.
[end for that part ]
Jackie was waiting outside for Henrik, his arms crossed. When he sees the doctor leave the room, he moves to follow him. He was having his doubts now that it was actually happening.
"Henrik, what if this.. is the wrong thing to do?"
The doctor looks to Jackie and shakes his head. "Don't vorry about it. He needs to know what he did is vrong, zhis is vhat vill get zhrough his thick skull."
Jackie frowns a bit but nods, seeing sense in the doctor's words. And conveniently forgetting that Henrik has his moments as a madman as well. Sometimes the only difference between him and Anti is their name.
"Makes sense.. thanks Doc."
Jameson holds himself with his arms, it's been a couple weeks and Anti is still being tortured by Jackie and Henrik. His thoughts are interrupted by someone holding his shoulder.
"Hey bro..you doing alright?" Chase speaks gently to him, knowing that the mute was not as accepting of the doctor and hero's plan.
He shakes his head. 'It is so wrong.. yeah he trapped us but does he really deserve this?' He looks at Chase, showing how uncomfortable he is. Jameson was never one to believe in hurting those that could change.. and Anti is someone he believes could. With the proper help, of course.
The dad sighs and nods a bit. "I know. This is what we think will get to him, and he's done more than this, you know that."
JJ shakes his head. 'It's inhumane! Cruel! You guys are no better than him now!' He tears up a bit, he had been holding back his feelings since the others were so upset at the glitch. Rightfully so.
Chase seems to finally get how JJ feels and he slowly wraps him up in a hug. "Oh my god...I never thought of it like that. I'm sorry James.."
[brief 'torture' start]
Anti cries dryly, having run out of tears, and gasps, his head burns and he lost his sense of feeling beyond the fires of drugged-up hell. The glitch had been so tired and pained, even before being tortured. And for what? He wanted to feel control... Why? Was it some instinct, coded deep within him that makes him do this or is it something else that brings up a whole dilemma of what trauma explains his actions? He's not sure he could ever answer that. Especially not now.
He hears the doctor return and he pleads with his eyes, even with knowing that this won't stop.
The doctor readies up another syringe, with a different substance, and comes over to Anti. "You deserve zhis. Zhis is your fault, Anti."
Anti nods, having lost his will too. "Hen..." He whimpers, feeling his head be pushed down.
"You vill never be forgiven and you deserve every bit of pain you get." Henrik's words sting into the glitch's mind, ingrained itself deeper into his thoughts. The doctor injects the new drug and watches for the glitch's reaction.
He whimpers and breathes heavily, his body going still against his will. "I know... I'm sorry.." He cries out, unable to move his hands or any other part to deal with the pain.
[end]
"Enjoy zhe new-" He looks to the door, seeing JJ come in. "Jameson? Vhat are you doing?"
The mute silently gasps, seeing Anti for the first time since he was taken away. 'Stop..you're not a monster Henrik' He signs even though his hands shake.
Henrik frowns and glances at Anti. "He's a monster, he needs to learn his lesson."
JJ shakes his head, looking at Henrik with hurt and almost fear in his eyes. 'He's confused and he needs to be guided- not this! You're better than this!'
He looks at JJ for a moment before sighing. "He.. vhat do zhe ozhers zhink?"
'He..we're going to do something different. No more drugs.'
"Alright... I'll take him off of zhem." He doesn't want to, but Jameson is the sound of reason now.
The mute moves closer, looking at Anti. He stares eye to eye with the glitch, seeing his pain clear as day. He touches his face and holds his cheek, hoping to reassure him. Anti whimpers, not able to move into his cool touch.
"I need to go there, Jameson."
The mute hesitantly pulls away, watching as the doctor administers something to stop the drugs and get the glitch to normal. He hears the doctor mutter under his breath, but he doesn't care. He focuses on the glitch.
The way he starts calming down and closing his eyes, ready to die. How he seems to be barely holding on anymore. Just wanting the pain to stop.
Jameson frowns a bit, going to have a stern talking with them all.
Henrik watches Anti as he slowly sits up, his muscles had atrophied and his health nonexistent at this point. He notices how the glitch, shrinks in on himself but doesn't hold himself. Perhaps he didn't want to heat up?
The doctor leads the way out for Anti. "Don't try anyzhing funny."
Anti nods and looks down, following him slowly. He can't help that, no muscle and all that jazz. He doesn't dare look around. Pathetic. Can't even fight back.
They get to the living room, where the others are waiting- besides Robbie. They decided to let the zombie rest and not be involved as long as he wanted. And honestly, who would blame him?
Henrik gestures for Anti to sit down and watches as he does so shakily as if he was the one abused. Oh, wait. Henrik shakes his head as he crosses his arms, looking to the others.
"Right. Jameson, do you vant to explain to Anti vhat ve'll be doing instead?"
Jameson nods and looks at Anti, the glitch just barely looks up at him. Enough to see what he's signing. 'You wont be given drugs..instead, you will just be under house arrest. And your computer will be taken away.'
Anti seems to lift his head up more. There's a certain look in his eye, something wrong. "No- I want my computer.."
Jameson shakes his head. 'No can do. You used it to trap us.'
He nods slowly. "Okay.." He glances at Henrik. "Can I go..?" Something is wrong.
Jameson looks at Henrik before nodding. The doctor sighs and nods. "Yes-"
Before he can lay down more rules, Anti glitches away. "Shit-" He rushes up to Antis room, thinking that's where he went with JJ and the others following behind.
Anti appears in his room and he rushes to his computer. "I can't stay here I failed I'm weak-" His voice is just above a whisper, cracking from the emotions he is going through. I won't make it. He looks at it, runs his hand along the side before finalizing a decision.
"Anti! Vait!" Henrik bursts into the room and eyes the glitch down.
Slowly, the other turns around. His eyes showing a determination within them despite his worn down exterior.
"I'm not staying." He says quietly, the shake strong in his voice.
Henrik shakes his head. "That's not-"
"Goodbye." He disappears before the doctor can finish his sentence.
He frowns and looks around. "Vhere did he go?!" The others move to look around the house, and some go out into the city.
None of them noticed the computer.
P̺͆r̺͆o̺͆g̺͆r̺͆a̺͆m̺͆ r̺͆e̺͆a̺͆d̺͆y̺͆... Program ready...
--e̺͆g̺͆o̺͆s̺͆.e̺͆x̺͆e̺͆ --egos.exe
A̺͆l̺͆l̺͆ s̺͆y̺͆s̺͆t̺͆e̺͆m̺͆s̺͆ w̺͆o̺͆r̺͆k̺͆i̺͆n̺͆g̺͆. All systems working.
-n̺͆o̺͆ e̺͆r̺͆r̺͆o̺͆r̺͆s̺͆. -no errors.
A̺͆l̺͆l̺͆ s̺͆y̺͆s̺͆t̺͆e̺͆m̺͆s̺͆ r̺͆u̺͆n̺͆n̺͆i̺͆n̺͆g̺͆... All systems running...
s̺͆y̺͆s̺͆t̺͆e̺͆m̺͆ c̺͆h̺͆e̺͆c̺͆k̺͆- system check-
.....
N̺͆o̺͆ e̺͆r̺͆r̺͆o̺͆r̺͆s̺͆. No errors.
O̺͆n̺͆e̺͆ e̺͆r̺͆r̺͆o̺͆r̺͆. One error.
... T̺͆h̺͆r̺͆e̺͆e̺͆ e̺͆r̺͆r̺͆o̺͆r̺͆s̺͆. ... Three errors.
R̺͆u̺͆n̺͆n̺͆i̺͆n̺͆g̺͆ s̺͆y̺͆s̺͆t̺͆e̺͆m̺͆ c̺͆h̺͆e̺͆c̺͆k̺͆... Running system check...
E̺͆r̺͆r̺͆o̺͆r̺͆ i̺͆n̺͆ s̺͆y̺͆s̺͆t̺͆e̺͆m̺͆- Error in system-
-e̺͆g̺͆o̺͆s̺͆.e̺͆x̺͆e̺͆ -egos.exe
A̺͆l̺͆l̺͆ s̺͆y̺͆s̺͆t̺͆e̺͆m̺͆s̺͆ w̺͆o̺͆r̺͆k̺͆i̺͆n̺͆g̺͆. All systems working.
S̺͆y̺͆s̺͆t̺͆e̺͆m̺͆s̺͆ o̺͆p̺͆e̺͆r̺͆a̺͆t̺͆i̺͆n̺͆g̺͆... Systems operating...
.. r̺͆u̺͆n̺͆n̺͆i̺͆n̺͆g̺͆ e̺͆g̺͆o̺͆s̺͆.e̺͆x̺͆e̺͆ c̺͆h̺͆e̺͆c̺͆k̺͆u̺͆p̺͆ .. running egos.exe checkup
....T̺͆w̺͆o̺͆ f̺͆i̺͆l̺͆e̺͆s̺͆ c̺͆o̺͆m̺͆p̺͆l̺͆e̺͆t̺͆e̺͆.
F̺͆o̺͆u̺͆r̺͆ f̺͆i̺͆l̺͆e̺͆s̺͆ b̺͆e̺͆i̺͆n̺͆g̺͆ w̺͆i̺͆p̺͆e̺͆d̺͆-
P̺͆r̺͆o̺͆g̺͆r̺͆a̺͆m̺͆ S̺͆t̺͆a̺͆b̺͆l̺͆e̺͆.
....Two files complete.
Four files being wiped-
Program stable.
S̺͆y̺͆s̺͆t̺͆e̺͆m̺͆s̺͆ f̺͆a̺͆i̺͆l̺͆i̺͆n̺͆g̺͆. Systems failing.
e̺͆g̺͆o̺͆s̺͆.e̺͆x̺͆e̺͆ c̺͆o̺͆r̺͆r̺͆u̺͆p̺͆t̺͆.. egos.exe corrupt..
S̺͆i̺͆x̺͆ s̺͆u̺͆b̺͆j̺͆e̺͆c̺͆t̺͆s̺͆ w̺͆a̺͆i̺͆t̺͆i̺͆n̺͆g̺͆ t̺͆o̺͆ b̺͆e̺͆ e̺͆j̺͆e̺͆c̺͆t̺͆e̺͆d̺͆, e̺͆j̺͆e̺͆c̺͆t̺͆ s̺͆u̺͆b̺͆j̺͆e̺͆c̺͆t̺͆s̺͆ ?
Six subjects waiting to be ejected, eject subjects ?
P̺͆r̺͆o̺͆g̺͆r̺͆a̺͆m̺͆ u̺͆n̺͆s̺͆t̺͆a̺͆b̺͆l̺͆e̺͆. Program unstable.
"N̸O̸!" "Y̸o̸u̸r̸e̸ n̸o̸t̸ g̸e̸t̸t̸i̸n̸g̸ o̸u̸t̸ t̸h̸a̸t̸ e̸a̸s̸y̸!!" "I̸m̸ n̸o̸t̸ f̸a̸i̸l̸i̸n̸g̸ n̸o̸w̸!"
"NO!" "You're not getting out that easy!!" "I'm not failing now!"
P̺͆r̺͆o̺͆g̺͆r̺͆a̺͆m̺͆ u̺͆n̺͆s̺͆t̺͆a̺͆b̺͆l̺͆e̺͆. Program unstable.
S̺͆y̺͆s̺͆t̺͆e̺͆m̺͆s̺͆ w̺͆o̺͆r̺͆k̺͆i̺͆n̺͆g̺͆ a̺͆n̺͆d̺͆ o̺͆n̺͆l̺͆i̺͆n̺͆e̺͆. Systems working and online.
S̺͆y̺͆s̺͆t̺͆e̺͆m̺͆s̺͆ w̺͆o̺͆r̺͆k̺͆i̺͆n̺͆g̺͆. Systems working.
P̺͆r̺͆o̺͆g̺͆r̺͆a̺͆m̺͆ S̺͆t̺͆e̺͆a̺͆d̺͆y̺͆.... Program Steady...
e̺͆g̺͆o̺͆s̺͆.e̺͆x̺͆e̺͆ r̺͆u̺͆n̺͆n̺͆i̺͆n̺͆g̺͆.. egos.exe running..
- n̺͆o̺͆ e̺͆r̺͆r̺͆o̺͆r̺͆s̺͆. - no errors.
D̺͆e̺͆l̺͆e̺͆t̺͆e̺͆ A̺͆n̺͆t̺͆i̺͆s̺͆e̺͆p̺͆t̺͆i̺͆c̺͆e̺͆y̺͆e̺͆? Delete Antisepticeye?
So I use different fonts for this, and I'm not sure what the best way to put an easier translation for that would be...
I will reblog with translations in that post !!
If you have any ways that others do this to make it easier to read lemme know, please! Thanks! :]
Also! I don't know proper coding terms so,, please don't harass me for that xD I just want stuff to sound cool and get the point across--
I'm quite proud of this one, even though there are scenes that make me go why??,, but I like this one.. It is longer than what I can usually pump out so :D
He's done it. Finally... All of the egos are in his hands, trapped under his control.
His chest pounds with a feeling of pride and yet- a sense of unending panic. He's never had something quite this large of a scale work before. He takes quick breaths, still trying to process what is going on.
He did it.
All of them..trapped. Trapped inside his computer.
He's not entirely sure if this will keep working like it is- but! He got them all inside, so that's a start.
After letting his head attempt to wrap itself what he's seeing, he finally takes a seat and messes with the program he designed specifically for this. With quick, shaky fingers, he types in the deciding code. Starting the simulation for all of the egos inside.
He did it.
The glitch takes a moment to just listen to the computer work, hearing all the pings and the low hum it emits. It relaxes him a bit, and he sighs against the wood of his desk.
This pleases the glitch as the program had been online for a full twenty-four-hour period and there had been no mess ups so far. He runs a hand through his hair and laughs breathily.
"It's working! I did it and no one realizes it! Haha!" He smiles and his chest feels light, is this what success feels like? He likes the feeling. "No one can stop me-"
His eyes widen and his body lights up with sparks. "What!?" He is at his desk in a flash, his quick hands searching for the problem.
"No no- Not today pesky magician!" His eyes flash as he runs one of the emergency codes.
"That should keep you out of it-" He looks at the program overview, a sigh escapes his mouth.
He shakes his head and grips it, muttering curses of relief. "I knew he would be trouble."
His body shudders in a wave of glitches, a result of adrenaline. He waits out the adrenaline attack before doing a quick virus check, finding nothing for now he decides to take a breather.
"God fucking dam- stupid bitch!" He screams in frustration, dealing with yet another reoccurring problem.
It has been one month, and at one point all of the egos had found out- he did a mass memory wipe.
This was good...until their character files started to break under the buildup of commands.
The room has not been quiet for a long time, the glitch making noises of frustration or rambling about one of the egos.
Right now, it is extremely loud. Anti does another memory wipe and hits his head with his wrists. "Just- stop breaking already!"
The doorbell rings.
His eyes snap open wide before he remembers he ordered pizza. He stares at the computer for a moment.
He decides the break to get pizza is fine and leaves his room.
"Here you go sir, sign here.." The deliverer eyes the glitch a bit, curious- but doesn't say anything.
Anti gives them a fake smile. "Thanks for the pizza." He takes the box after paying and shuts the door, his face immediately dropping into a tired bitch face.
I did it...
He chants this to himself under his breath, in another crisis with the egos stuck in his computer. Weird how much trouble they're giving him considering the situation. Stuck in a computer, odd.
Anyways, the glitch shakes and runs a hand through his hair, some of his hair coming with his hand from the amount of unhealthy stress- completely brought on by himself.
He notices and breaks a little. "No... no- I'm fine and I'm not breaking! I'm not!" He slams his hand down onto the desk, trembling at this point. "I did it! So- That means nothing is wrong!" The strain on his voice just gets worse as time goes on.
The computer makes a noise, something else gone wrong.
He holds his face for a moment, breathing shakily.
"N̸O̸!" He panics, his voice breaking down into its base mode. Glitching and staticky. "Y̸o̸u̸r̸e̸ n̸o̸t̸ g̸e̸t̸t̸i̸n̸g̸ o̸u̸t̸ t̸h̸a̸t̸ e̸a̸s̸y̸!!" He types in some commands and tries getting egos files working again. His hands shake and he almost mistypes every word.
He breathes erratically. "I̸m̸ n̸o̸t̸ f̸a̸i̸l̸i̸n̸g̸ n̸o̸w̸!" Static fills the air, surrounding him and near choking him. He blinks hard to focus, his eyes twitching and trying to shut.
P̺͆r̺͆o̺͆g̺͆r̺͆a̺͆m̺͆ u̺͆n̺͆s̺͆t̺͆a̺͆b̺͆l̺͆e̺͆.
R̺͆e̺͆b̺͆o̺͆o̺͆t̺͆?
He shakes his head, trying to fix this before it decides to take all of his work away and boot the egos out of the computer.
"Don't you dare- don't do it! I have c̸o̸n̸t̸r̸o̸l̸!" The glitch races to fix the errors and build it up better, keeping an eye on the egos files.
He cries in relief and laughs. "ⁱ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ʸᵒᵘ" His body nearly collapses, but he keeps himself up and awake. He can't relax now, it got too close to breaking for him to rest.
The room is quiet again but with a low static buzz, the glitch still on edge.
The tired glitch can't believe the words on the screen, it had been two weeks since the last breakdown and there had been no problems since. It was almost too good to be true.
He sits back and exhales, tired and starving. His eyes burn from strain and there's a low-hanging headache permanently wrecking him. Did it even feel like he was winning at this point?
A voice interrupts the static room.
"So, this is what you've been doing?"
Anti glitches up into an aggressive position, ready to attack- or so he thinks. He stops seeing who was there.
"Why aʳᵉ you heʳe?" His voice cracks from the excessive screaming and lack of hydration.
The intruder chuckles lowly, folding their hand behind their back.
"Oh Anti, did you think I wouldn't notice the lack of activity?" They smirk. "You take the role of idiot effortlessly."
Anti twitches and glares in response. "SHᵘT ᵘP, DᵃʳK." He swears internally from the voice cracks.
They hum and step inside, taking a quick look around to be condescending. "Where have you been keeping them?" They raise a brow.
He snarls and goes to push them out. "Gᵒ awᵃʸ-!" His throat tears slightly and he is stopped by a cane at his chest.
"Tsk..that's not a good answer, glitch." They put their cane to the floor, stretching their neck. "I'm here with curious intentions, not going to ruin whatever low-grade scheme you have." Of course, that last part is always debatable. Dark loved messing with him, taking away whatever footing the glitch manages to get.
He rubs his chest and glares, not trusting Dark. "It's nᵒt for ʸᵒᵘ to knᵒʷ...ʸᵉt." He twitches and points to the door. "ᵒᵘt."
Dark chuckles and shakes their head. "Stubborn as always. I will find out, by any means. Why don't you make this easier for your tired, strained, self?" They raise a brow with a slight smirk, knowing the glitch is on his last few straws.
His eye twitches as he glitches heavily. "Yᵒᵘre smᵃʳt. Fiᵍᵘre it oᵘᵗ." He points at the door again, keeping his gaze off the computer as it is on and displaying the codes and programs running.
Dark tilts their head, looking Anti up and down. "I should have known, obvious isn't it?" They smile and look at the computer. "Your computer is overheating and I know you quit your.. unnecessary habit long ago."
Anti storms over and blocks them from getting to the computer. "Gᵉt ᵒᵘt. Thᵉʸ'rᵉ gᵒⁿᵉ nᵒʷ." He shakes with glitches as he tries to keep up a barrier.
They smirk and pat his cheek. "Was that so hard? Though, I'm shocked at your ability to do this. That requires planning and the ability to get the job done.." They give him a condescending look. "I would never use those words for you."
He sparks and grabs Dark by the tie. "ʰᵒʷ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵒ ᶜʰᵉᶜᵏ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ?" He surges with heavy glitches, and lines of code start wrapping around Dark- rendering them immobile. Their eyes widen slightly as the glitch's abilities work much faster than anticipated, but due to their current state of being- they are able to halt the coding and glitches.
"You forget. I am in better standing than you." Their body pulses with reds and blues, breaking the thin lines that Anti was able to conjure at such short notice.
He shakes and leans against the desk to stay upright. He just watches, too tired to do anything else.
Dark fixes their suit and holds their cane, standing powerfully in front of the glitch. "You're weak, out of shape, and a failure. I don't know how you've managed to keep them trapped, but I know that it is a waste." They grab his chin and force him to meet their gaze, smirking.
Anti glares tiredly in defiance, but too weak to do much else. "ⁱᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ʷᵉᵃᵏ" His voice wavers.
They chuckle. "Keep lying to yourself." They stand back up, releasing his chin. "Free them or I will."
He glitches and shakes his head. "ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿᵗ! ⁱᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ ʸᵉᵗ, ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿᵗ ˢᵗᵒᵖ ᵐᵉ!" I've come so far, I just need to perfect it- His thoughts are interrupting Dark clearing their throat.
"Anti. Make this easier for yourself and just give it up, you were never made to succeed." They come closer, trapping him against the desk.
The words and thoughts break his confidence slightly, cracking his tough shell once again. He stares at Dark.
"ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿᵗ ᶜᵒⁿᵗʳᵒˡ ᵐᵉ-" He didn't expect the hand squeezing his throat and he grabs at it weakly.
Dark sighs, disappointed with Anti. "You never learn your place, do you?" They choke the glitch with ease, keeping him down.
The glitch feels himself start to slip into unconsciousness. "ⁱ ᵈⁱᵈ ⁱᵗ..!" I'm not a failure... He falls limp in Darks grasp, weakly glitching.
After a few days, Dark figured out how to free the egos and they did so. They'd rather have pawns to mess with than let the glitch feel any sense of control. More entertaining that way.
The glitch had stayed unconscious, with the help of Dark drugging him. They've dealt with unruly egos many a time.
They smirk, overhearing the egos deal with Anti's unconscious body and talking about what they will do.
My job here is done. They disappear, leaving the glitch to his punishment.
[ 'torture' starts ]
Anti wakes up, finally, and squints his eyes open- sensitive to the brightly lit room. He tries moving but is stopped by straps. Straps? He wakes up a bit more as he realizes he can't get up.
"Looks like someone finally woke up to face his crimes." Who- Jackie. That was Jackie's voice- how is he speaking to me? Anti struggles a bit, not wanting to accept that Dark let him out.
"You can't escape, your glitching is useless and ve're all vell rested." Henrik- No, no no- NO!
"No-" His voice cracks from inactivity and he thrashes under the bindings. "You didn't stop me! This is just a setback!" He pulls with all his strength to escape the table he's restrained on, with no success.
"Just give it up Anti! You lost and you're going to pay for your crime!" Jackie slams his fist down by Anti's head, stilling the glitch by shock.
Anti looks up at him with fury and determined madness in his eyes, unwilling to accept that he failed.
Jackie looks down at him, enraged and ready to hurt the glitch. Just waiting for the time to do so. "You're going to pay. You hurt us all and for what? To feel good about your pathetic self?" He snarls a bit.
"You can't hurt me!" He screams, glitching from the outburst.
"Oh but I can, Hen has been perfecting some drugs." He leans down, gripping Anti's hair. "You'll be in pain for a long time, Anti."
He glares at the hero ego, still thinking he'll just get out of this. "You wouldn't."
Jackie shakes his head, slamming the glitch's head down. "We will, and are going to." He walks over to Henrik, looking at the doctor's work.
Anti winces and bares his teeth, watching Jackie. When he sees the counter, he feels his heart stop.
He now feels the tubes.
He now feels the incisions.
He remembers what the doctor is willing to do.
He feels fear.
"You cant! You guys wouldn't do this to me-" He thrashes again, watching Henrik set up a syringe.
Jackie sees the glitch panic and doesn't hate how seeing him scared feels good, for now at least. He nods to Henrik and leaves the room.
Henrik turns and smiles at Anti. "It's going to sting, a lot." He approaches Anti. And with the doctor's strength, holds Antis's head down as he injects the drugs into the glitch's neck.
The glitch gasps and pulls against the straps, his skin starts to feel like it's on fire and stinging. He bites down on his tongue, holding back his noises of pain.
The doctor makes sure to get it all in the glitches system before taking the device out, smirking at how quickly the drug takes the first effects.
"I'll be back tomorrow to give you the next dosage." With that, he leaves the glitch to writhe in agony alone.
[end for that part ]
Jackie was waiting outside for Henrik, his arms crossed. When he sees the doctor leave the room, he moves to follow him. He was having his doubts now that it was actually happening.
"Henrik, what if this.. is the wrong thing to do?"
The doctor looks to Jackie and shakes his head. "Don't vorry about it. He needs to know what he did is vrong, zhis is vhat vill get zhrough his thick skull."
Jackie frowns a bit but nods, seeing sense in the doctor's words. And conveniently forgetting that Henrik has his moments as a madman as well. Sometimes the only difference between him and Anti is their name.
"Makes sense.. thanks Doc."
Jameson holds himself with his arms, it's been a couple weeks and Anti is still being tortured by Jackie and Henrik. His thoughts are interrupted by someone holding his shoulder.
"Hey bro..you doing alright?" Chase speaks gently to him, knowing that the mute was not as accepting of the doctor and hero's plan.
He shakes his head. 'It is so wrong.. yeah he trapped us but does he really deserve this?' He looks at Chase, showing how uncomfortable he is. Jameson was never one to believe in hurting those that could change.. and Anti is someone he believes could. With the proper help, of course.
The dad sighs and nods a bit. "I know. This is what we think will get to him, and he's done more than this, you know that."
JJ shakes his head. 'It's inhumane! Cruel! You guys are no better than him now!' He tears up a bit, he had been holding back his feelings since the others were so upset at the glitch. Rightfully so.
Chase seems to finally get how JJ feels and he slowly wraps him up in a hug. "Oh my god...I never thought of it like that. I'm sorry James.."
[brief 'torture' start]
Anti cries dryly, having run out of tears, and gasps, his head burns and he lost his sense of feeling beyond the fires of drugged-up hell. The glitch had been so tired and pained, even before being tortured. And for what? He wanted to feel control... Why? Was it some instinct, coded deep within him that makes him do this or is it something else that brings up a whole dilemma of what trauma explains his actions? He's not sure he could ever answer that. Especially not now.
He hears the doctor return and he pleads with his eyes, even with knowing that this won't stop.
The doctor readies up another syringe, with a different substance, and comes over to Anti. "You deserve zhis. Zhis is your fault, Anti."
Anti nods, having lost his will too. "Hen..." He whimpers, feeling his head be pushed down.
"You vill never be forgiven and you deserve every bit of pain you get." Henrik's words sting into the glitch's mind, ingrained itself deeper into his thoughts. The doctor injects the new drug and watches for the glitch's reaction.
He whimpers and breathes heavily, his body going still against his will. "I know... I'm sorry.." He cries out, unable to move his hands or any other part to deal with the pain.
[end]
"Enjoy zhe new-" He looks to the door, seeing JJ come in. "Jameson? Vhat are you doing?"
The mute silently gasps, seeing Anti for the first time since he was taken away. 'Stop..you're not a monster Henrik' He signs even though his hands shake.
Henrik frowns and glances at Anti. "He's a monster, he needs to learn his lesson."
JJ shakes his head, looking at Henrik with hurt and almost fear in his eyes. 'He's confused and he needs to be guided- not this! You're better than this!'
He looks at JJ for a moment before sighing. "He.. vhat do zhe ozhers zhink?"
'He..we're going to do something different. No more drugs.'
"Alright... I'll take him off of zhem." He doesn't want to, but Jameson is the sound of reason now.
The mute moves closer, looking at Anti. He stares eye to eye with the glitch, seeing his pain clear as day. He touches his face and holds his cheek, hoping to reassure him. Anti whimpers, not able to move into his cool touch.
"I need to go there, Jameson."
The mute hesitantly pulls away, watching as the doctor administers something to stop the drugs and get the glitch to normal. He hears the doctor mutter under his breath, but he doesn't care. He focuses on the glitch.
The way he starts calming down and closing his eyes, ready to die. How he seems to be barely holding on anymore. Just wanting the pain to stop.
Jameson frowns a bit, going to have a stern talking with them all.
Henrik watches Anti as he slowly sits up, his muscles had atrophied and his health nonexistent at this point. He notices how the glitch, shrinks in on himself but doesn't hold himself. Perhaps he didn't want to heat up?
The doctor leads the way out for Anti. "Don't try anyzhing funny."
Anti nods and looks down, following him slowly. He can't help that, no muscle and all that jazz. He doesn't dare look around. Pathetic. Can't even fight back.
They get to the living room, where the others are waiting- besides Robbie. They decided to let the zombie rest and not be involved as long as he wanted. And honestly, who would blame him?
Henrik gestures for Anti to sit down and watches as he does so shakily as if he was the one abused. Oh, wait. Henrik shakes his head as he crosses his arms, looking to the others.
"Right. Jameson, do you vant to explain to Anti vhat ve'll be doing instead?"
Jameson nods and looks at Anti, the glitch just barely looks up at him. Enough to see what he's signing. 'You wont be given drugs..instead, you will just be under house arrest. And your computer will be taken away.'
Anti seems to lift his head up more. There's a certain look in his eye, something wrong. "No- I want my computer.."
Jameson shakes his head. 'No can do. You used it to trap us.'
He nods slowly. "Okay.." He glances at Henrik. "Can I go..?" Something is wrong.
Jameson looks at Henrik before nodding. The doctor sighs and nods. "Yes-"
Before he can lay down more rules, Anti glitches away. "Shit-" He rushes up to Antis room, thinking that's where he went with JJ and the others following behind.
Anti appears in his room and he rushes to his computer. "I can't stay here I failed I'm weak-" His voice is just above a whisper, cracking from the emotions he is going through. I won't make it. He looks at it, runs his hand along the side before finalizing a decision.
"Anti! Vait!" Henrik bursts into the room and eyes the glitch down.
Slowly, the other turns around. His eyes showing a determination within them despite his worn down exterior.
"I'm not staying." He says quietly, the shake strong in his voice.
Henrik shakes his head. "That's not-"
"Goodbye." He disappears before the doctor can finish his sentence.
He frowns and looks around. "Vhere did he go?!" The others move to look around the house, and some go out into the city.
None of them noticed the computer.
TW: language, self-doubt, general sadness, feeling left out
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Halloween.
Anti's favorite holiday- scratch the first line.
October.
The whole month is his favorite, the spook and chill are upped and Halloween is at the end!
The glitch himself grins and rushes downstairs, excited for what plans the others have in store. He's usually never involved in planning because of his tendency to get distracted easily or bored- which is not fun to deal with.
"Sup bitches! What's the plan?!" He grins wildly with little sparks around him. He stares at the group who had been congregated in the dining room. Chase and Marvin flinch, not Jackie who huffs and rolls his eyes. Anti cackles seeing the reactions.
"Nothing much, glitch. Why're you so excited?" Jackie is already done with his antics.
"Why am I excited? What do mean- it's Halloween?!" He twitches and squints at Jackie before noting that Henrik is missing. "And where's the doc?" Jackie sighs.
"Henrik is chatting with JJ." He grabs his cup of coffee and heads out- or at least tries before he gets stopped by Anti's hand.
"Wait a sec, JJ? Who the fuck is that?" Anti tilts his head, keeping his hand against Jackie's chest. Jackie smirks and sips his coffee before sliding Anti's hand off of him.
"You'll see." Jackie walks off to his room. Anti scoffs and looks back at Marvin and Chase who both look back at the table. Anti goes over to Chase and slams his hand down on the back of his chair.
"Chase. Care to explain?" Chase stiffens and looks at Marvin pleadingly, said ego rolls his eyes.
"Just go to the living room and you'll meet him." Chase smiles gratefully at Marvin and Marvin shakes his head. Anti frowns and buzzes, moving away from Chase and leaving the dining room.
"You owe me," Marvin mutters to Chase.
Anti enters the living room and stares at the stranger, JJ, with tamed hostility.
"Who's the new bitch?" Anti doesn't care about first impressions, but that doesn't mean he won't give one.
JJ and Henrik turn to him, Henrik with a look of 'really' and JJ with timid politeness. JJ smiles and waves at Anti, starting to sign to him. Henrik intercedes.
"Anti doesn't know sign, JJ." Henrik looks at Anti, silently trying to tell him to ease up. JJ nods and gives a thumbs up to show he understands. Anti grumbles and crosses his arms.
"When did he show up?" Anti glitches and stares down JJ, the other looks back at him with kind eyes and a smile. Henrik sighs softly.
"He showed up zhis morning," Henrik says carefully, aware of the glitch's love for this day. Anti twitches and glares at Henrik.
"What are we doing for today? Cause I know we aren't going to change everything for this twink." Anti buzzes. Henrik gasps and slaps his arm. Anti buzzes and snarls at him.
"Don't talk about JJ like zhat!" He frowns and sighs. Anti rolls his eyes. "Ve already have new plans, zhere is going to be a video for JJ's arrival." Henrik realizes that he probably should've left the last part out. Anti stares at him wide-eyed.
"What? But-" He twitches and looks at JJ with a look not many see, hurt. Henrik sighs.
"Ve alvays give zhe new egos a video on zhe day zhey arrive." Anti snaps his gaze back at Henrik.
"I had to force my way into the channel." He glares, keeping himself from strangling JJ. Henrik watches him cautiously.
"Ve didn't know about you until later and after you had done so." Henrik hopes the reminder is gentle, but by how Anti reacts it doesn't seem to come across that way.
"And I guess a new one just had to show up during my time huh?!" Anti snaps and glitches angrily. JJ backs up, now realizing what Henrik was talking about. Henrik stays as calm as he can.
"Anti, ve cant change vhat happened vizh you and ve have to deal vizh zhe new ego vhen zhey arrive. I suggest you go calm down in your room for now." He slowly moves to cover JJ. Anti buzzes and stares at him, very easily overwhelmed with his frustration.
"Fine, I'll be in my room. Have fun without me." He grumbles as he turns to stomp off, sparking lightly.
Henrik sighs, watching the glitch leave.
"So sorry, he gets upset easy and zhis is zhe month he takes pride in." JJ smiles and waves it off, understanding.
Anti storms into his room and slams the door behind him. His body buzzes and sparks, he flops onto his bed and smacks his fist into the mattress. He screams and even though it is muffled it's audible for anyone close enough to hear. He sparks loudly and turns to his back, glaring up at the ceiling. He stares for a few minutes before whimpering quietly.
"Stupid new ego.. gets a video on Halloween.. are we not carving pumpkins?!" He whines and curls up, laying down on top of his blanket. He runs his finger on the fabric of his blanket and buzzes loudly.
"This whole day sucks.. he gets recognition right away while I had to fight through multiple videos and travel this hellhole of a mind!" He knows he's being loud and the others can hear him, he doesn't care enough to be quiet about this.
"Jack didn't even care enough.." He mumbles, pinching the blanket. He starts tearing up and shakes, all the doubts and feelings of being left out flood back. Like a reopened scar that didn't fully heal. He whines and crawls over to the head of his bed, moving to slide under his blanket and bury himself in it. His quiet whimpers could be heard from the door, but no one dared check up on him.
Happy birthday to Chase!! (Oh my God it took me so long to get back to this draft-)
It's really short, so sorry for that!
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Thanks..bro?
What Chase didn't expect was to be surprised today. But here we are.
"Daddy!"
Chase looks up immediately, hearing the sound of his kid. The feel of a child's arms wrap around him and he smiles happily, moving to hold the kid back.
He holds his child close, never wanting to let go. Tears of joy fall from his eyes and the sound of his kid telling stories fills his heart.
"That sounds amazing buddy" Chase smiles, patting his kids head. The smile of his child makes him feel even better.
"Want to go play games?"
The day is spent happily, playing games and even getting pizza at one point. But, the important question.
How did his kid show up? Stacy has custody and there is no way she would've done this herself..
"Did you have fun?"
Chase turns to see the glitch standing there, drinking from a soda can. He squints his eyes, not sure what he wants.
"Yeah, why're you asking?" Chase watches as Anti giggles and steps into the room.
"Oh, just want to make sure it was all good.." He looks down at the sleeping kid, almost fondly which throws Chase off. "You don't see them often."
"Yeah.." He nods, and glances at his kid. Everything Anti is doing just makes Chase even more confused. "What do you mean all good?"
Anti smirks slightly. "I've been meaning to let off some steam, but got stuck with a certain kid in my possession because of it.. I thought that I knew at least one person who would want a kid around-"
Chases eyes widen, realizing what Anti had done for him.
"You did this?!"
Anti glances at Chase. "Not to the cops." He smiles and starts walking away. Leaving Chase with his kid.
"Thanks.." He mutters, not sure if Anti heard him but he'll thank him later. He wants to spend time with his kid.
It was a good day to know a criminally inclined glitch.
TW: swearing, mention of masturbation, gore/blood mention, vague limb reattachment
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A Little Handsy
"Henrik!!" The glitch himself spastically teleports himself around the house in search of the good doctor. "German bitch!!" He screes in need of attention.
You see, the others had left the house, leaving only the two at home. Anti, foolishly, went to go mess with some things, maybe wreck shit up for the others. But no. Instead, he has inconvenienced himself... and unfortunately, the doctor too.
"Vhat? Vhat?!" Footsteps of the tired descend the stairs, hoping to ease the screaming demon of the house. "I am vorking!" Henrik says with an exasperated tone. The glitch smiles.
"I uh.. my hand is gone." He says this as if it's normal for him to run into this situation. The two maintain eye contact for what feels like forever before Henrik sighs and taps the stair railings.
"It is..vhat?" Henrik asks, not sure what to make of his statement. Anti merely raises his left arm, the good one, and displays that his hand is definitely gone. A bit bloody too. "Oh.. oH- Get over here you clumsy buffoon! Jaysus fuck- vhat?? Come on!" The doctor grabs the glitch and walks at the speed of gay to take him to his at-home office.
"Lighten up- it's not that bad.." He giggles a bit nervously. It does in fact hurt a lot, but he has a high pain tolerance to the point that he will actively ignore how painful a severed limb is. Go figure.
"Not zhat bad, bullshit! Sit." He forces Anti onto the working table and gets some gloves on before looking over the separation. "Vhat happened?"
Anti shifts a bit. "Well, I was uh.. masturbating." He yelps at the smack he receives. "hEY!- I found one of Marvin's magic swords!"
He mutters about bad bedside manners, that the doctor ignores. Really it is a good thing for Anti that he did.
"Ah, you vere being an idiot like usual." He sighs and stands up, looking Anti in the eyes.
"Well- no. I'm not an idiot." Anti huffs at the claim against him. Causing the doctor to sigh and roll his eyes before asking the important question. The very, oh so incredibly important question.
"Vhere is it?"
Anti stares at Henrik like he's lost his mind- which at some point he did! The two engage in another eye contact moment, but not as long cause the doctor is getting more concerned by the second. "Vhere is your hand, Anti?"
Anti giggles nervously before responding. "Oh! That thing.. I uhm, threw it out the window."
Henrik smacks Anti before pinching the bridge of his nose. "You zhrew.. You zhrew it out zhe vindow? Vhy?"
"ow.." He mumbles before responding. "Well-" He pauses to remember his reasoning. "I threw it cause I didn't expect it..?" He tilts his head slightly, hoping that doesn't warrant another slap.
Henrik sighs and shakes his head. "Vell go get it, I need to reattach it- or at least see zhe condition." He mumbles the last part. What Henrik didn't expect- was to have a hand flop onto the table. "SCHEISSE-"
That earns Anti a slap.
"Hey! I got it in here ya ass!" Anti rubs his head slightly, glancing at his detached hand. "Oh it's not that dirty"
"Vhat am I going to do vizh you..?" The doctor mumbles under his breath, grabbing the hand and inspecting it.
"Maybe I can still move the fingers~" Anti giggles a bit, staring at his hand. Henrik frowns at him before refocusing on the limb.
"Give me your arm." Henrik holds his hand out and then aligns Antis' hand to the arm. "I'm assuming zhis vont hurt you zhat much-" He gives him a glance before starting the process of reattaching.
"Eh- it doesn't hurt that much. Ah-" He winces and sucks in a breath, biting his tongue to keep quiet the rest of the time it takes for Henrik to reattach his hand.
"Right, keep quiet unless you vant blackmail against yourself." He mumbles, focusing on the procedure. "You're lucky it's a pretty clean cut.." He mutters.
Anti stays quiet, watching this happen. "I am skilled with the blade.." He mutters.
It doesn't take much longer before Henrik lays the now reattached hand back down and starts carefully wrapping it with a light bandage.
"Now," Henrik looks up at Anti. "I'm not sure how your body deals vizh zhis but.. be careful and use it lightly- and keep clean bandages on you." The glitch nods a bit as he speaks, not really paying attention. Henrik sighs.
"Anti, did you hear anyzhing I said?"
Anti smiles before shaking his head. "Nope! Anyways, I'm going to go now. Hungry and actually horny so-" He waves before glitching away.
Henrik sighs yet again. "I need to talk to Marvin." He mutters as a reminder to himself.
