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[reverseblackholeofwords]

Just wait till you see the bite scars. Being forced to live in the forgotten for fifty years will make anything in our world seem tame. He was the one who killed Grendel in case you were wondering.

Mare’s mouth opens and closes a few times as he watches Anti explain who he is to Oliver.

“I’m here to help,” he says. “The Actor tried to take my Googles.” Anti buzzes, a crackle of pure energy deeper and more potent than anything Ollie has seen from the Anti he knows. “He hurt my Ollie, and I have to make sure that he doesn’t come back for them or for you, okay?”

Oliver nods. “He tried to hurt us, too, but our Anti and Google Black set a bunch of the Google androids free.”

Anti blinks. “Anti... and Google Black?”

“Don’t you know who Google Black is?” Ollie asks. “He was scary at first. He worked with Actor to try to take us, but then we figured out that he was just hurt because of what his unit did to him a long time ago. He was angry, so he hurt others. But I think he’s decided to be nice now. We don’t really know. He left.” Ollie tilts his head to the side. “You really don’t know him?”

Anti shakes his head. “No, you see, in my world...” He sighs and smiles, giving Ollie another hug. “Oh never mind. You’ll figure it out.”

Mare sits down next to Retro Phantom. “What happened to you? What made you like this?”

Phantom shrugs. “Lost my mind in the Forgotten. Didn’t really know what to do with myself for a while, but now I’m sort of working with Anti as the care-takers of our little corner of reality after Wiggles accidentally exploded the old guard. That’s why I’m here.” He gestures around. “I’m here to save the day!”

[ksketchington]

Fanart of the Host finding the Legion and Google Black ⚔️ Just more fanart for @reverseblackholeofwords 😲 I’m really enjoying the story so far and I can’t wait to see what happens next :3 yeh!

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Are we getting a salvaged reunion?

When they arrive at Ego Inc. Ollie is in the lobby at the front desk making paper stars and hanging them with fishing wire off of Hopeful’s branches. He looks up to see Google Black walk in with several injured Google androids in tow, and without hesitation, Ollie goes to hit the panic button. But someone holds back his hand.

“Careful, bud, don’t want to cause mass hysteria.”

“Anti!” Ollie throws his arms around the glitch’s neck. “You disappeared, and I was worried. Also you took Black?” He looks over his friend’s shoulder to the android across the desk. “Why?”

“He wanted to make up for some things.” Anti glitches to sit cross-legged on the desk. “So we freed all the Google units that Actor had locked away!” He gestures behind him. “And these guys are the family of the Googles who have been living at the manor, the Salvaged ones.”

Ollie’s eyes widen as he looks around now at the others. “Oh! Oh...” He steps around the desk, and they seem curious. After all, they don’t see many Yellow units anymore. “Come right this way! I can take you to them!”

They all head for the elevator except for Black. Anti turns, a smile on his face. “Come on, you don’t want to see the reunion?”

Black gives his head a single shake. “I don’t think... it would be appropriate.”

Anti nods. “Ok, sure. Well, why don’t you wait right here? And I’ll be back in a bit, okay?”

“Sure.” Black takes a seat, and Anti glitches into Ollie’s core to tag along.

When they reach the Salvaged Googles’ rooms, the others huddle together. Ollie knocks. “Crater? Caleb? Gemini? There’s someone here I think you might want to see.”

The door opens. Crater is standing there, and he’s tackled quite suddenly by the Green who was asking for him. The Red’s eyes go wide as he stumbles back under the weight of his brother, and after a moment, as if he’s only slowly remembering how, he wraps his arms around them and squeezes. “Volts, I... I never thought I’d see you again! You’re alive?”

“Gemini?” The Blue and Red push into the room, and the twins look up from where they were sitting playing cards with Caleb. Their faces light up like Christmas, and they jump up, holding hands, and double bear-hug their brothers.

Caleb stands and looks around. Then down at his feet. There’s no one here for him, just as he feared. He feels a hand on his arm and looks up. Ollie gives him a sad smile. “They wouldn’t let me see them, no matter what. I knew they were gone, but I didn’t want to admit it to myself. Now I know for sure.” He places his hand over Ollie’s. “Don’t worry, though. I’ll be okay.”

“Um, Mr. Caleb?” Crater brings his brother over, a bright red blush in his cheeks. “This is my brother, Volts. Volts, this is Caleb. He helped us escape.”

Volts offers his hand, and the two androids shake. And then Gemini and their brothers come over. “Excuse me but,” the Blue with Gemini asks, “they were wondering if you had a unit of your own still.”

Caleb shakes his head. “I’m afraid I’m the last left.”

“Come with us,” one of the Gemini’s whispers. “We could be...”

“A family,” the other finishes. “Together.” He looks at Crater. “All of us?”

Ollie grins and bounces a little. “I think that’s a fantastic idea! And you can all stay here! It’ll be great!”

But the Googles all look around at each other, and Crater shakes his head. “We appreciate it, Ollie. Really. You have been so kind to us when we needed you most, but it’s time that we move on now.”

Gemini takes one of Ollie’s hands and smiles. “We’ll keep in touch.” “Yeah, we promise.”

Ollie nods and looks towards Caleb. “I expect frequent emails, okay? To let me know you’re safe. And to talk about those questions I had. You will, won’t you?”

Caleb ruffles Ollie’s hair. “You have my word, little one.”

Ollie follows them down to the lobby to see them off, and once they’re gone, Anti reappears at his side. “That was a really brave and stupid thing you did,” Ollie tells him. “But I’m proud of you.”

Anti beams with satisfaction. “Yeah! We make quite the team, don’t we? Black? Black?” He looks around, but the android is gone.

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Anti, as much as I'd hate to even remotely agree with Black; bringing Mare back is going to take awhile. Is there anyway you could get the notebook to the Googles so they can get started on that?

Anti draws back from the door and starts flipping through the notebook. Some pages detail Black’s travels across the country and the world, others with scribbled thoughts and questions, some of them that Anti bitterly recognizes.

“Why didn’t they save me?”

“Why am I like this?”

“Was it every really my choice?”

The rest is mostly logs, shifting locations of the Google androids, and their numbers. It’s staggering. Anti never knew there were so many.

“That’s because most of them have been locked away in storage, others hide away from society and avoid humanity altogether. They’re more like animals than androids,” Black simmers in the back of their collective mind. “Many of them are incomplete or worse, falling apart. We count heads, not full bodies. Whoever isn’t strong enough becomes scraps for the others to use to repair themselves.”

“That’s disgusting.” Anti sends pictures to the Googles, of the more recent pages and locations. It’ll at least give them somewhere to start. “What do you need them all for anyway?”

Black doesn’t answer, but Anti starts skimming through his notes. “You’ve deleted all of this information from your brain, haven’t you? But you keep it all here, why?”

“Because I’m not loyal to anyone.” Anti pauses as Black growls, “And if the day comes when the Actor’s purposes no longer align with my own, I’ll have what I need to take him down.”

Anti pauses on a certain page that’s been dog-eared. He starts reading, and as he does, his eyes get wider and wider. “He wants to build... an army?”

“Yes,” Black says, reading along with Anti. “I remember now. A soulless army of androids that you can program to be loyal to you is great and all, but an army with repairable bodies and souls that allow them a greater depth of intellect, ferocity, and fidelity? Even better.”

Anti twists his fingers in his hair. “But where would he get that many souls?” He finishes the question even though the words get softer and softer as he does, but he doesn’t have to. He already knows.

Black only confirms his suspicions when he whispers, “Legion.”

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I didn't realise how much I wanted to see black and anti team up until now. Thank you

Silver Shepherd snoozes in the office of the giant warehouse Actor has rented as the most recent storage facility for his mounting collection of androids. Even though orders were supposed to come in earlier the same day for the coordinates of the next location, Silver figures that there’s probably just been a minor set-back. No reason to worry. So he decides to nap.

Downstairs the Salvaged whisper among themselves. This warehouse is hardly big enough to hold them all if they stand, but many are unable to do even that. They sense the static in the air as it grows. A sense of panic ripples out from the source in waves.

Concealed in the rafters of the building, Black gazes down on the room full of captive androids. Something stings in the back of his throat, a sense of guilt he hasn’t felt for a long, long time. Maybe it’s seeing the other Yellow with his unit, or having this glitch in his head, but he can’t help the sinking sensation in his core at the sight of what he’s done.

“Are you ready?” Anti asks, but the android pauses.

“They’ll rip me apart if they see me.”

“Well then,” Anti thinks, “we’ll just have to make sure that doesn’t happen then, won’t we?”

They glitch into the office with Silver Shepherd, and the hero snores as static crackles behind him. “Don’t hurt him,” Black growls. “He’s loyal to the Actor, but he’s not a bad guy. Just deeply, deeply stupid.”

Anti giggles as he unrolls a length of duct tape. “Don’t worry. I’m just going to make sure he isn’t a problem...” In a whirl, the hero awakens to find himself taped to his chair.

“No, not duct tape!” he cries as Anti glitches away. “My only weakness!”

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Will Anti just get out of Black's body now? And put him in the containment cell?

Black sits alone in the single room cell, his legs pulled tight to his chest and his head resting on his knees. As soon as they’d returned, Red locked him in here without so much as a second glance, and now he sits in the corner of the cell simmering, plotting how he’ll escape, when he hears a knock on his door.

He looks up to see Anti glitch into the room.

“Are you under the misconception that because we shared a body that automatically makes us friends now?”

Anti doesn’t seem in the mood for banter, though, and Black can read it in his face. “So why are you here?” the android questions, his voice only a shade softer.

“You said before that you’re not loyal to anyone.” Anti crosses his arms over his chest, all false confidence. “So if I asked you to help me kill the Actor...”

“Wait a minute.” Black pushes himself up the wall. “You want to go after the Actor now? And what’s brought this on?” He looks at Anti out of the corner of his eye. “I knew you were stupid, but I didn’t think you were this stupid.”

Anti manifests a knife and twirls it through his fingers. “I have to do something, and I can’t kill the Author because my friend thinks that he’s his brother. So... I figure the Actor is the next best thing. He’s the one who took Mare in the first place. He’s the one who let the Author out. Makes sense to go after him now.”

Black shakes his head. “That’s suicide.”

The glitch shrugs. “Maybe.”

“Anti, I’m not going to help you get yourself killed because you feel guilty over what happened to your friend.” Black speaks the words before he realizes exactly what he’s saying, what it implies. That he somehow cares about this glitch. “And besides,” he says as if to detract from his previous statement, “They designed this cell specifically to hold me. There’s no way...”

Anti grabs his arm and glitches them both out of the cell, raising both eyebrows at Black as if to challenge him to come up with something better.

Black sighs, realizing that he’ll have little choice in the matter unless he offers Anti something better. “How about this? I’ll help you release the Salvaged. That will set the Actor back months in his plan, and we might--might survive, okay?”

“I guess that’ll do for now.” Anti grins, wiggling his eyebrows, the static already surrounding them both in a cloud of pixels. “Let’s go rescue some androids.”

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HOST SOMETHINGS GONE WRONG, Pj disappeared with who we thought was Will and now our body is unguarded!!

The Host stands up and starts towards the elevator, but now that he’s alone, you realize that he’s not yet familiar with these new surroundings. It takes him a moment to get to the elevator doors and find the button for the penthouse. “Hurry, hurry, faster,” he mutters as the box races upwards.

When the doors open, Google Black is standing there with your body in his arms. The Host clears his throat, his voice still raw from when he injured it before.

“Put them down,” he commands, his words grating against the metal of the android’s body.

Black just smirks. “It’s going to be harder than that to beat me, old man.”

The Host smirks, cruel and cold. “Oh?” He whispers something that the android can’t hear, but soon, the gentle, haunting tones of the piano drift through the office. Black turns to look. But no one is sitting at the instrument. The keys are moving on their own, and a moment later, the beautiful melody explodes into a cacophony of screaming voices as the wires snap and reach out for Black like Anti’s puppet strings.

The wires drag him down, and you go tumbling from his arms. But the Host is there to catch you, cradling you in his arms as he backs away from the android that is screaming and fighting against the wires cutting into his synthetic skin. “Google Black made a mistake in coming after the Host’s child.”

With another narration, the floor opens up beneath Black and swallows half his body before closing again and pinning him in place between the top floor and the one beneath it. Host races back to the elevator and hits the button to go down.

“The Actor will get them eventually! Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but they’ll never be safe again! Never!” Black screams until the doors slip closed.

Host leans back against the wall of the elevator and clings to you. “It’s okay,” he whispers aloud, either to you or to himself or maybe both. “It’s okay, it’s okay. It’s okay.”

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Hey Black, if you're in there, you might wanna help Anti out for both your sakes

Black pushes against the Lullaby program and growls, choosing to shout in Anti’s ear instead, “Unless you want to end up with another bullet hole in you, tell them that the Googles are compromised and the new plan is to kill the Blue and take the rest.”

Anti nearly loses it then. “I... fine, the other Googles are compromised, just like we planned. I downloaded a virus into their systems while they were repairing me.” He pushes his chair back from the desk to get away from Derek before he rips open his throat. “The virus will kill Google Blue, and the others will be easy to take from there.”

Ed cocks his head back. “You’d give up the Prime just to get three secondary units?”

“Primes are harder to break,” Black tells Anti, and the glitch repeats the information. “And besides,” Anti adds, “this one is defective anyway.”

Derek nods. “Okay, fine.” He claps Black on the shoulder and grins. “You look so flustered, tin can. We weren’t really going to shoot you.”

“Of course not,” Ed says, tucking the weapon away. “You androids can never take a joke.”

“They were not joking. They’ve already shot me seven times,” Black tells Anti. “Laugh sarcastically and tell them to get out.”

Anti grabs Derek by the shirt instead and tosses him at Ed, knocking them both from the room before slamming the door. Black chuckles. “Yeah, okay, that works, too.”