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“Hello everybody, my name is Markiplier and welcome to a collab that everyone thought would never happen! Say hello, you guys,” Mark said, having a giddy smile on his face as he looked to his left and right, the people he was looking at seeming to be off-camera at the moment.

“Hello everybody,” said Thomas, who popped into the frame, smiling an adorable smile as he waved at the camera, someone laughing that wasn’t in the camera’s sight.

“Top of the mornin’ to ya laddies!” Jack suddenly screamed, bursting everyone’s eardrums as he jumped into frame just as Thomas did. “Was that too loud? Sorry.”

“Anyway, today Thomas, Jack and I will be competing against each other in a game of... Cards Against Humanity! Now, we're going to be playing the computer game version of it and play against random people online, 'cause it's just fun that way!” Mark said with enthusiasm, the three YouTubers sharing a glance as Jack clicked a few things on his laptop. “Now let’s start the competition.”

- - -

Sometime later, Mark, Jack and Thomas had all recorded videos for each of their channels and it was time for each of them to split ways.

“Bye Mark, hope to see you again! It was nice finally being able to collab and talk,” Thomas said, really happy that he got to hang out with the other two.

“You too, Thomas! See you two soon!” Mark replied, watching as Jack and Thomas both exited his house, where they were filming the videos.

“See you soon, buddy,” Jack said a few seconds before Mark closed his door, the male letting out a content sigh, hearing a car’s ignition starting.

Mark stood at the door for a few seconds, finally turning around when he decided he would edit the video he just recorded not too long ago, seeing as he has a lot of free time on his hands, not wanting to bother Lixian with another video.

He quickly went to his kitchen, seeing his laptop sitting on the counter, deciding to sit at the counter and edit there, the man typing in his password quickly before doing what he needed with the video footage.

A little while after the half-Korean started editing, he furrowed his eyebrows and stopped clicking on his laptop, listening closely to his surroundings. The man tensed up as soon as he heard some shuffling coming from the other room.

He discarded the laptop on the kitchen counter and stood up from his chair, his fists clenched as he ventured towards his living room, which was where he heard the noise from.

He turned the corner to what he expected to be his messy living room, only to find it spotless, not even a spec of dirt on the floor. Mark scrunched his eyebrows together, walking further into the room and looking around everywhere. He even decided to check the whole first floor of his house, only to find nothing.

He would have checked the other floors, but he would have heard his stairs creak if anyone went up them, so he didn’t bother.

The man found this extremely weird, having sworn he heard someone walking around.

He quickly brushed everything that happened in the past five minutes off, thinking that he might have cleaned his own living room and just forgot about it, so he went back to editing the video he was before.

. . .

A few hours later, Mark gasped, lifting his head up and looking around frantically.

‘I must’ve fallen asleep. . .,’ He thought to himself, running his hands along his comfy bed sheets, the man immediately stopping once he realised something. ‘Wasn’t I in the kitchen editing that video? I don’t remember getting up and walking to my room.’

Mark, even though weirded out, took a deep breath and stretched, deciding to forget about the situation temporarily, the man not wanting to think about it too much.

After all, he could have just forgotten that he walked to his room by himself. No need to get too worried.

. . .

Later, around three o’clock in the afternoon, Mark heard a noise coming from downstairs in the living room. He had had enough of the weird things happening in his house so he grabbed the closest thing to him, which happened to be a tall lamp that wasn’t even plugged into the wall, venturing downstairs slowly with it in his hands.

He looked around warily as he stepped foot downstairs, walking around carefully and quietly, Mark turning around on the balls of his feet as soon as he heard a creak of the floorboards coming from directly behind him, flinging the lamp full force at what was behind him.

The intruder ducked under the object, pulling it out of Mark’s firm grip and dropping it on the floor with a smash, quickly putting their hand over Mark’s mouth with the latter squirming in their grip, getting backed into a wall.

“Hold on pal, no need to be scared. It’s just me, The Wilford Warfstache,” Came a voice Mark knew all too well, his chocolate brown eyes meeting an exact replica, the man in front of him’s pink hair seeming neat but also messy at the same time.

Mark stared with disbelief in his eyes as he was looking at one of his egos that he created. Mark’s mind was swarming with thoughts as to why Wilford was real and if his other egos are real as well.

Wilford took his hand off of Mark’s mouth once he knew Mark wasn’t going to make too much noise, wiggling his pink moustache as he folded his arms.

“W-What... But you... You’re a fictional character I made up, wh-how are you here?” Mark questioned in bewilderment as he looked at the mentally insane ego, flopping back against the wall behind him as he let out a breath.

“Answers will come in time, old chap,” Wilford replied, patting Mark’s arm hard. “Now that you know about me, it’s time you meet the others.”

Wilford walked to the front door of Mark’s house and opened it. He said something before returning to Mark with a trail of his egos behind him. Mark stood shocked, unable to move as he stared at the egos he has created over his time on YouTube.

- - - - - - - - - -

As soon as Thomas left, he drove back to his house. He opened the door to find his house spotless, the man stopping in his tracks as he squinted his eyes in suspicion.

Thomas didn’t remember cleaning his house, he hadn’t done that since his last Sander Side video, which was months ago now, looking around to see if anything had been stolen, which looked to be nothing.

He stepped inside fully, locking the door behind before brushing the uneasy feeling off, figuring he cleaned his house before leaving and didn’t remember.

Thomas went straight to editing the video Mark, Jack and he did, making sure to perfect it to the best of his ability. When Thomas finished editing, it was twelve PM so he decided to go hang out with Joan and Talyn, sending them both texts, to which they replied within seconds, the man leaving almost immediately.

While Thomas was away, six mysterious figures came out of the shadows, beginning to converse instantly.

“Let’s clean up the rest of the house, shall we?” Said a man with a blue polo shirt on, a grey cardigan tied around his neck, the man smiling widely with his glasses resting on his nose.

“I don’t know Patton, what if Thomas forgot something and comes back and finds out about us?” Said another, this man having a purple and black patched up jacket on, his hands stuffed in the pockets.

“Don’t be silly, doctor gloom; we’ll be absolutely fine,” Said another one with a red sash around his torso, raising an eyebrow at the other.

“I’m not one for cleaning but I will participate if it is what you want Patton,” One in a black shirt and blue tie said, the man pushing his glasses up further on his nose.

“Ooh, can we smear blood on the walls?” said one with a grey strand in his hair and a dark green outfit.

"Absolutely! Thomas would be delighted, Remus.” The sixth one jumped in, fixing his yellow gloves as he glared at Remus who huffed and sat down on Thomas’ sofa, sulking as if he was a child.

The one in the red sash rolled his eyes, “Remus stop being such a baby and help us clean. I mean, Thomas did make a mess, somehow, while editing.”

Remus and the one in the red sash started bickering back and forth for hours, the other four used to this so they did what they originally planned, although everyone halted all movement when the front door was suddenly opened.

All of the Sides snapped their heads in the direction of the door only to find Thomas standing there, his eyes wide and mouth agape.

“W-What! B-b-but h-how?” Thomas said, flabbergasted about what was in front of him, pointing in front of him at the people in his house.

“Um... Hi, Thomas..” Patton said, waving a small, cumbersome, wave as he smiled awkwardly.

Thomas walked in through the door slowly, shutting it in the process, continuing to stand there silently as he stared.

“Patton?” He asked, pointing to the one with a grey cardigan tied around his neck. He received a nod from the Moral side.

“Logan,” He stated when he pointed towards the one with the blue tie, who gave him a curt nod.

“Roman,” Thomas said again, the prince smiling before he spoke. “Yes, tis I, the great and powerful Roman!”

“Virgil.” He said, ignoring Roman, for the time being, looking towards the one that was called ‘Doctor Gloom’. Thomas received a quiet ‘hello’ from the Anxious trait.

“Remus and Janus,” Thomas said in utter disbelief, letting out an exaggerated sigh, walking forward only to slump down on his sofa and begin processing everything that has happened in the last couple of minutes.

“You okay, kiddo?” Patton asked Thomas, walking forwards carefully, placing a gentle hand on the others shoulder.

“I am freaking out,” Thomas said with a breathy laugh, his face rested in his hands, the, not too awkward, silence filling the room until someone’s phone buzzed.

Logan reached into his pocket and took out his phone, all attention now directed to him.

“What’s that?” Roman asked, his eyebrows furrowed in curiosity as he tried looking over the other’s shoulder, Patton pulling him back.

“Antisepticeye has requested a meeting with us as well as Markiplier and Jacksepticeye’s egos,” Logan replied with interest, not knowing why the glitch would want a meeting.

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Jack had just entered his house an hour after leaving Mark’s, beginning to edit his video from earlier that day in his recording room. The Irishman, as he was about to shut the door of his recording room, stopped, hearing something from the room next to him. He checked it quickly, although finding nothing, the man shaking it off and returning to where he was before that.

He finished editing his video, later on, saving it before going into his kitchen and finding a bottle of pills he is supposed to take for his minor flu. It had a sticky note on it that read ‘Don’t forget to take these’.

Jack stared at them, not remembering putting them there, knowing the handwriting wasn’t his, before taking his medicine and going to bed.

. . .

Seán woke up to something being dropped, the smashing sound echoing throughout his house, the man sitting up straight in bed and looking around frantically, a few voices saying things like; “You are so stupid!“, “Great! Jack’s probably awake now!” and “He’s going to find out about us sooner than we wanted!”

Letting his curiosity get to him, Jack grabbed a baseball bat from his closet and carefully descended down the stairs, making sure to be quiet.

What Jack saw nearly made him pass out, but instead, he dropped the bat on the ground, making everyone look in the direction of the noise.

The group of people that were in Jack’s house stood still, not knowing what to say or do until Chase spoke up.

“Uh... Hey, bro..”

This was enough to make Jack shout, “Holy Shit! How the fuck are you guys real!?”

“Vell tis a long story,” Henrik replied, using hand gestures as he explained it briefly. “But ze short version is zat your fans created us and ve have been making sure you are safe ever since we appeared.”

“You mean you’re the one keeping Seán safe, I was dragged into it,” Anti said with a snarl, glaring at the doctor who looked unimpressed.

“Oh shut up, glitch bitch,” Sounded Jackie, which resulted in Anti flipping the hero off, the latter sticking his tongue out at him before speaking again. “You’re the one that wanted this meeting in the first place.”

“Okay. . . Can I ask why you’re all here?” Jack said, still a little weary of the new-found people, standing a small bit away from them.

“We came here to pick you up,” Marvin said, JJ nodding afterwards, standing beside Chase.

“Why?”

“Because Anti has asked all of Mark’s egos as well as the Sanders Sides to meet up at Marks house with you and Thomas, my dude,” explained Chase, Jack sucking in a quick breath.

“Okay...” Jack said, letting out the breath, standing with his arms folded, staring at his egos expectantly.

“Vell, better get going zen,” Henrik said, walking out of the house and entering the driver’s seat, Anti following close behind and sitting in shotgun, waiting for the others.

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“What did I miss, bitches?” Came a new voice, everyone in the room turning to the sofa, which was where the sound came from, finding a figure leaning on the back on the couch with a Starbucks in hand, Roman letting out a loud screech at the scare he got.

“Great timing Remy, we were just about to leave and head in the direction of Markiplier’s house,” Said Thomas’s intellectual side, the man typing something on his phone before putting it away.

“Yes, great timing, indeed,” Roman said quietly under his breath, his heart still beating fast from the sudden sound, the prince glaring at the seventh Side.

“We aren’t taking my car,” Added Janus, who had the car with the most seats out of all of the Sides, also being one out of the two that could drive.

“Let’s go!” Shouted Remus, who was overly excited to meet the egos of the infamous Markiplier and Jacksepticeye, the man grabbing his morning star from the kitchen, ready to leave.

“I don’t see why we should go,” Quickly interjected Roman, who was obviously frightened to meet the egos, mostly Darkiplier and Antisepticeye. “Isn’t Anti insane, I mean, he could be calling a meeting just to kill us?”

“Hey! Anti’s not that bad. I mean, he may be scary but he’s a cool guy. And why are you saying that about him when you haven’t even met him?” Came a sharp reply from Virgil, the anxious trait sticking up for his friend, even if they hadn’t talked in what was now six months.

Janus and Logan rolled their eyes at the two, Patton speaking up as he watched Remus exit through the front door, “Alright, everyone in the car, we don’t want to be late to the meetup.”

- - - - -

Back with the Septic Egos, the car ride had been silent apart from the music playing on the radio.

Chase had his headphones on, watching a few YouTube videos to pass the time while JJ was reading a ‘Sherlock Holmes’ book. Marvin fell asleep as the car ride was boring, as well as Seán and Jackie, who had his head against the window.

Anti sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window, his mind racing about the newfound information he found out just a week ago, his hand reaching up to touch his chest, the demon being able to feel a faint wound through the fabric of his shirt.

“You alright, mien friend?” Henrik asked curiously, seeing a look of deep thought on Anti’s face as he glanced at him for a split second, his eyes returning to the road in front of them.

“Just fine,” Anti said, his arms now crossed along his chest, a scowl on his face as he looked away from the doctor. “If I had a problem I’d have told you it by now.”

Henrik sighed, knowing he wouldn’t get anything out of Anti, staring at the road ahead, his eyes beginning to close as more time went by.

“Let me drive, Schneep,” Anti said, noticing Henrik was getting tired as he rolled his eyes at the doctor who let out a sigh at the ego beside him.

“No, no, tis fine,”

“Let me drive, right now, or we’ll all end up dead,” Anti responded firmly, his voice fierce, sending a glare towards the fellow ego who tensed up.

Henrik pulled over to the side of the road, letting Anti into the driver’s seat as he sat where Anti previously did, finally getting a bit of shut-eye.

- - - - -

“Okay, so you’re telling me that Jack’s egos are real as well as Thomas’s Sanders Sides?” Mark asked, still trying to process all of the information he got told not too long ago.

“Yep,” King replied happily, stroking his chin where the peanut butter on his face was beginning to drip off.

“And Anti has requested a meeting here, at my house, with them and you guys.”

“Pretty much, dude,” Spoke Bing, fixing his skateboard as he sat on the ground, a concentrated look on his face as he held a screwdriver in his left hand.

“When will they get here?” Mark asked out of pure curiosity, having his eyebrows furrowed.

“Soon,” Wilford mumbled, having a small container of bubbles in one hand, watching the bubbles he blew float about with a look of fascination on his features.

All of a sudden, a crash come from the front door.

Mark and his egos ran in the direction of the noise, only to see all of the Septic egos lying in a heap on the floor. Apart from Anti, who had teleported himself there instead of letting Marvin do it, the group of seven not having enough patience left to drive.

“Hey! Get the fuck off of me!” Jackie randomly yelled, scrambling out of the pile of bodies before standing, brushing himself off and huffing. Mark and Bim began helping the Septic egos, plus Seán up while the Jim twins got it all on camera.

“Look at that, Jim. It’s the ones called the Septics!” Reporter Jim said, crawling around the floor to get a close look at them, Henrik, who was still lying on the floor, now having a microphone pushed towards his face.

“Be very Jim, Jim,” Said Cameraman Jim rather loudly, Reporter Jim gasping, moving away from the doctor.

“You’re right Jim! We must be very Jim!” Reporter Jim replied and quickly scurried off with his twin following behind him, Most of the Ipliers rolling their eyes at the two.

“Ah, Anti,” Dark said, completely ignoring everyone else that was in the room. “Why have you called everyone here?”

“I'll tell you when Thomas and the Sides get here,” Anti replied, his face stoic and concentrated, which you wouldn’t usually see on the demon, Dark humming as he turned around, walking away.

The Sanders Sides and Thomas pulled up in the driveway of Mark’s house, getting out of Deceit's car and approaching the door, but before Patton could knock, the door swung opened and Google stood in the doorway.

“Welcome,” He said with a grimace, not wanting anyone to go near him, but he had to cope. The android opened the door wide and stepped out of the way, letting the Sander’s into the house before closing the door and leading them to the living room where everyone was gathered.

“So, Anti, are you going to tell us why you’ve brought everyone here?” Questioned Bim, who didn’t want to be here as he stood beside Yandere, both having unimpressed looks on their faces.

“So, you all know that us egos can't be killed, or even harmed, by human weapons, right? We heal almost as soon as we get hit,” Anti questioned, receiving nods from all around the room, the demon pursing his lips before continuing. “And you all know Actor, right? Well, he's back and he has weapons that can, and will, harm us if we aren't careful.”

“And how do you know this?” Questioned Jackie, leaning against a wall nearby with his eyebrows furrowed, staring at his brother in inquisition.

“I found Actor in an old abandoned theatre outside of town. I wasn't even planning on finding him, but I did,” Anti said, beginning the story, using a lot of hand motions. "As soon as I saw him, I hid in the shadows and eavesdropped.

"He was saying something about special weapons and trying them on one of us to see if they worked. I was there for about five minutes until a stage light shone right where I was hiding."

“How do we know you’re telling the truth about this?” Remy interjected, their eyes squinted in suspicion as both Anti and Dark rolled their eyes at the Sleepy Side.

“Anti is never this serious, and when he is, I suggest you believe him or you will be in danger,” Dark growled out, glaring at Remy who let out an almost inaudible huff, Anti carrying on with his story.

“Anyway, he grabbed a machete he had sat beside him as soon as he saw me and we fought, bla bla bla, you know? I was winning, obviously, until he actually got a hit in, slashing my chest open,” Anti said, lifting up his shirt to reveal a large gash across his chest, just barely being healed. “I was wondering why I wasn’t healing when Actor said that he had created a whole range of weapons to kill us with.

"He must have thought he was going to kill me, otherwise, he wouldn’t have told me that. I glitched out of the theatre just in time before Actor could hit me again.”

“So now we have a big problem on our hands,” Patton said, thinking about the situation in his head as he stared at the wall trying his best to stay somewhat calm. “All of us are in danger.”

‘What are we gonna do about it?’ Jameson signed, widely concerned for everyone in the room as he glanced at them.

“Well, I don’t know about you guys, but I suggest we just hide away and let all of this blow over,” Virgil said, his anxiety peeking up, Google rolling his eyes at the purple boy.

“Don’t be silly, we can all get through this if we work together!” Roman said with enthusiasm, a cocky smirk playing on his lips. “I mean, you have me here so we will obviously win whatever fight comes our way.”

Virgil rolled his eyes, hating how enthusiastic Roman was, focusing on keeping his anxiety low, as to not worry anyone if he gets an anxiety attack, Thomas looking over at him, being able to feel the stress build up.

“We should all train, get ready to fight if any battle is to come,” Yandere suggested, shrugging as it was the best thing they had in their mind, the others mumbling amongst each other, somewhat agreeing.

“We will go to Isle Brock,” Dark said, looking at Marvin, who was the only other person who knew where the isolated island was. “Create a portal, we need to get there as soon as possible.”

Marvin only nodded, conjuring up some magic to make a portal, raising his hand and shooting out a purple coloured orb, which opened a large portal the same colour.

“Everyone, in the portal. One at a time.” Marvin ordered, nodding to himself as he watched everyone walk through it.

The magician waited until everyone was through the portal until walking through himself. He shut the portal after him and looked around.

There were three circles made out of stone embedded into the ground, moss and grass peeking out through the cracks, Marvin making a guess that they were fighting rings, the three areas being evenly split out. There was a tent a little ways away, surrounded by trees with a cliff being roughly 20 meters away from the fighting area.

Thomas looked around warily, analyzing his surroundings, not liking this place as it seemed weird to him, Jack standing beside him, the Irishman running a hand through his brown hair.

“Why are Jack, Thomas and I here? We aren’t the ones being hunted,” Mark questioned, glancing at the scenery around them all.

“Actor'll most likely use you three as bait, so we brought you along. The dude'll try to capture you and use you to get to us,” Bing clarified, the creator being able to hear a few gears whirring inside of the android, Google looking surprised at Bing's smart response.

Mark made an ‘o’ shape with his mouth before going over to where Thomas and Jack were standing.

“Alright,” Dark started, cracking his neck as he waited for everyone's attention. “We're going to be split into groups. Wilford, you take Roman, Remus, Jameson and Bim. Anti, you take Jack, Mark and Thomas. Henrik, you and Dr Iplier shall go over to that tent, it is where you will do your job.

"Yandere, you take Remy, Virgil, Deceit and Chase. Google and Bing, you two can sit out on the training seeing as you already know this information. Jackie, you will take Marvin and Logan and I will take Patton, King, Jim and Jim.”

After Dark assigned everyone into their groups, everyone was split up and had started training.

Google and Bing watched as everyone started learning the basics of fighting, Anti seeming to be having trouble with the three creators.

Bing winced slightly as he watched Anti accidentally punch Thomas, the creator stumbling back, holding his cheek.

“Watch what you’re doing. You’re meant to be training him, not beating him up,” Logan barked out at the demon, Thomas turning to look at the Side.

“Mind your own business, fucktard,” Anti shot back, cracking his knuckles, turning away from his as he continued talking. “It’s not my fault he didn’t block my attack. It’s how he'll learn how to defend himself.”

“Just watch it next time,” Logan warned with a scowl on his face before going back to what he was doing, starting to fight against Marvin while Jackie watched, occasionally adding in fighting tips to help them.

Training kept going on and bruises appeared on some people for the next couple of hours, the Youtubers seeming to have it way worse than the others, Anti being a bit harsh on them, not caring if they didn't know how to fight.

Anti threw a punch at Thomas once again, the latter not dodging in time, receiving another blow to the face.

“I told you to watch it!” Logan yelled out, his jaw clenching as he stopped his fight with Marvin temporarily.

“And I told you it’s not my fault he isn’t blocking my attacks!”

Logan growled, beginning to stride towards Anti with a determined, but angry, look on his face, ready to teach Anti a lesson that no one messes with his creator.

The demon let out an exaggerated sigh, Logan throwing a punch at the former who dodged easily, stepping back and trying to sweep the Side's feet from under him.

Thomas looked over to Jack, who has a nervous look on his face and mouthed ‘I’m sorry’ to which Jack responded with a shake of his head, meaning he didn’t blame Thomas.

The fighting went on, Logan soon having Anti in a headlock, to which Anti threw his head back, hitting Logic's jaw, making him loosen his grip on the Septic. Anti wriggled out of Logan’s grip and glitched a knife into his hand, ready for Logan's next attack.

Logan bolted towards the glitch and attempted to swipe his legs from under him when Anti glitched to the other side of the ring they were standing in, throwing multiple knives he kept glitching into his hands at the other.

Logan expertly dodged the blades and just as one was about to strike him, a dark blue glow surrounded it, the other weapons that were laying on the group rising up with the same glow circling them.

Anti's former weapons hovered in the air, Logan having a look of shock on his face until he realised what was happening, a sly smirk appearing on his lips.

Logan then shot his hand towards the direction of Anti, all of the knives following in that direction. Anti quickly dodged them, his eyes widening as he barely dodged the last one, a small cut oozing out blood on his cheekbone.

The knives now surrounded the ground around Anti, the demon glitching behind Logan who reacted fast, turning around just in time to block a kick to his head.

Anti struck Logan with a punch to the gut as he started glitching around every second, causing Logan to get disorientated.

Logan huffed out a few breaths, falling backwards and landing on his ass, surrendering in the fight as his newfound power had taken too much out of him.

Anti stood above the Side, a harsh glare still residing on his face, the two staring at each other until they heard clapping from behind them, both turning.

Everyone was cheering, amazed by both of their fighting abilities, the Sides not knowing Logan could fight like that as Roman stood with his mouth wide open in shock.

Anti rolled his eyes and turned back to Logan who still sat on the floor, some blood leaking through his shirt, having gotten stabbed by a knife halfway through the fight.

“Telekinesis, nice,” Anti complemented, holding a hand out for Logan to take, to which he did, the demon pulling the other up on his feet. “The fight would have lasted longer if you saved your energy, asshat.”

Logan let out a breathy laugh as Anti slung one of Logan’s arms over his shoulder, walking over to where the medical hut was, the two doctors fixing them up as quick as they could.

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When everyone finished training, and the doctors had treated any small injuries they had from it, the group chose to roam around in the forest that surrounded the arena for alone time or to spend with others seeing as they all knew they wouldn't get any of that with what was to come.

Jackie, Anti and Marvin decided to walk around together, Anti being dragged by Jackie, but he stayed nonetheless, each cracking small jokes and talking as they normally would, until Anti suddenly stopped in his tracks, looking around the green area they were in.

“You alright, dude?” Marvin asked, also stopping and looking towards the glitch, making Jackie do the same, watching as Anti's jaw clenched, his eyebrows furrowing in both concentration and confusion.

Anti kept looking around him for a few more moments, finally answering, “Yea, just thought I heard something. It’s nothing though.”

“Alright,” Jackie replied, suddenly paranoid at what Anti had supposedly heard, the demon's hearing being the best out of the three, Jackie knowing they were going to have to be at least a little bit careful while they were out there.

“Did you guys hear that?” Marvin questioned five minutes after, spinning around and looking to see where the noise could be coming from, the other two shaking their heads.

Jackie glanced at Marvin, a confused look on his face as he took a deep breath, “No, what did you hear?”

“It sounded like... Like some sort of static sound,” Marvin answered, his voice sounding quiet as he tried to listen to it a bit more, the magician's eyes glowing a vibrant purple before they went back to their normal ocean blue.

Jackie looked over to Anti suspiciously, knowing he could do that stuff which made the demon roll his eyes, “It’s not me you’re hearing,” He stated, voice full of honesty, putting his hands in his jean pockets.

The three were about to turn around and head back to where they came from until Jackie suddenly heard an ear-piercing static sound coming from the left of them, wincing in response as he stumbled, the other two now staring at him, “Okay, I definitely heard that.”

Marvin started walking to the left, Anti asking him what he was doing, the magician simply stating, "I'm going to see what the hell that noise is. You can come if you want to."

The other two started following the magician, but all they saw were trees and bushes, nothing that could make a noise like the one they heard. They even looked through the bushes they passed, but still couldn’t find anything suspicious.

“What the fuck. . .,” Anti muttered under his breath, confused as to what was making the strange buzzing sound, glaring at everything around him.

“We should head back. I’ll have to open a portal for everyone to go home,” Marvin declared, spinning on his heels and stalking along the way they came, the hero and demon begrudgingly following, the static noise dulling out the closer they got to where they needed to be.

- - - - -

On the other side of the forest, Roman and Virgil heard the same static noise, but it was in a different location as the one the Septic Egos heard.

“Do you hear that?” Virgil asked the fanciful side, both of his hands in his jacket pockets with a nervous look on his face, a dark purple colour flashing through his pupils for a split second.

“Yea. .. ,” Roman replied, curious as to what the strange sound was as he withdrew his sword, not knowing if he and Virgil would be in any danger or not, the man staying in front of his friend in case anything jumped out at them.

The two of them followed the noise for what seemed to be ten minutes, the Sides ending up outside of an abandoned cabin, Virgil being pulled into it by Roman much to his dismay, the latter placing his sword back into its case that hung by his waist.

“Roman this isn’t a good idea. . .,” Virgil informed, his breathing picking up slightly as he looked around at the dark walls which looked to be rotting from the inside out, multiple spider webs hanging in each corner of the room.

The four-walled, one-roomed, cabin had a medium-sized fireplace directly opposite of the door, on top of it sitting five delicate-looking ornaments.

To the left of the fireplace sat an old couch, dust covering it from head to tow, the material having multiple holes in it, maggots crawling in and out of them. A clouded over window was placed in the wall behind it, one single wooden board looking as if it was hammered into it not too long ago, boarding the windowpane off.

There was a rug that sat opposite the couch, on the other side of the small cabin, the floor having dust and bugs all over it, large footprints covering the barren space.

"It looks like someone's been here not too long ago..," Virgil spoke again after examining the one-roomed cabin, Anxiety's hands shaking from within his pockets as he took a deep breath. "We should leave and get back to the others."

“Don’t be silly, we will be just fi-” Roman was cut off by him shrieking as the floorboards from under him began to break, the prince falling through and landing in the hole he just made.

“Roman!”

“I’m okay!” Came the reply from the prince, making Virgil hum to himself, the other male yelling up to the latter again. "Looks like the floor under that dingey carpet wasn't as sturdy as I thought. . ."

Virgil sighed in relief and told Roman to start climbing back up before he scanned the cabin they were in once again, staring intently at the cobwebs in the corner, each holding a massive spider.

There was dust coating everything in the place, apart from one of the five objects sitting atop the fireplace.

Virgil stepped closer to the object, interested as to why it wasn’t covered in dust like everything else in the hut.

It was a dark, wooden monkey figure, its eyes having a ruby red glow as it looked to be holding a shiny blue gem of some sorts.

Once Roman finally got back up from the hole, he noticed what Virgil was walking towards, so he started walking towards it too, following Virgil so the anxious trait wouldn't get injured.

Anxiety was about to grab onto the object when his phone went off, signalling that someone texted him.

‘Where are you? We’re all about to head back to Mark’s house.’

It was from Patton.

'Roman and I just found an old cabin, we’ll be back soon. Wait on us.’

‘Will do, kiddo’ Came Patton’s reply, Virgil locking his phone and heading out of the cabin, Roman following close behind as to not get lost as he would usually do, the former sending one last curious look at the monkey on the fireplace before leaving, Roman shutting the creaky door behind him.

- - - - -

Everyone was already grouped up back where they all entered the island, Roman and Virgil quickening their pace once they spotted the large group.

“Took you long enough,” Bim spoke with a roll of his eyes, his arms crossed along his chest as he stood beside Henrik and Deceit.

The two just ignored the Iplier, Mark, Jack and Thomas quickly checking to see if everyone was there, and they were, Marvin turning to open the portal back to Mark's house.

Before Marvin even raised his arms to opened the gateway, Anti spoke up, all attention being directed to the demon, “I’m going to be staying here for a bit. I heard something weird and I’m going to check it out.”

“So am I,” Jackie responded as soon as the sentence left Anti's mouth, not wanting his brother to be alone seeing as it looked to be getting dark soon.

He knew Anti was reliable enough to be left alone, but he just felt odd about letting the demon stay on this island by himself right now.

“Alvright, hurry up, though, we don't want anyone out too long in case anyzing happens,” Henrik told the two boys. They both simply nodded, trudging towards the woods again just as Marvin opened another portal and let everyone pass through.

“Stay safe,” Marvin ordered the two as soon as everyone else was gone, which annoyed the other two, Jackie sticking his tongue out at the fellow Septic ego, "We're always safe."

Anti rolled his eyes, his arms crossed as he turned to look at the magician, Jackie starting to walk away again, “Yea, yea sure.”

Marvin went through the portal, which closed soon after he entered, Anti turning back around and facing the forest again, jogging to catch up with the hero.

Anti looked around, turning in the direction he could hear a distant humming sound from and following it, Jackie having to follow behind him.

“Are we going to see what that buzzing sound was?” Jackie inquired, strolling beside the demon who looked unimpressed, knowing Jackie knew what they were out there for, but he was too much of a chatterbox to keep quiet, hence the question.

“Yep,” Anti replied, popping the ‘p’ as he sighed in irritation at the hero who hopped along, seeming to be a little too happy for the situation at hand.

Jackie nodded, passing Anti and walking ahead in the direction of the noise, scouring his surroundings for anything peculiar, the demon behind him doing the same.

Anti then stopped, Jackie doing so too as the former spotted an old-looking wood cabin to their left, the same wood structure Virgil and Roman saw.

“Hey, Hero, over here.”

Jackie looked over at Anti who was guardedly walking closer to the cabin at a slow and steady pace.

He opened the creaky door and ventured in, Jackie forgetting to shut the door behind him, both of them being cautious of the large gap in the floor.

Jackie started picking random objects up and inspecting them while Anti just scanned his surroundings.

“Hey, Anti, look at this,” Jackie said, walking to the wooden monkey on the fireplace, Anti sighing at him as he went and stood beside the other.

Jackie tried to pick the object up, but it wouldn’t budge until he drew it towards him with all his strength, the gadget working as a lever as it slid in the direction of the Septic egos, a trap door opened right under them and they both fell in.

They landed with a grunt, the fall blowing all the air out of their lungs as they stood up, brushing themselves off and glancing at each other.

They looked around suspiciously, finding themselves in a long hallway, the wallpaper that decorated the walls having a fancy red and gold pattern on them, old-style paintings littering the walls.

“Woah. . .,” Murmured Jackie in bewilderment as he spun around, admiring the details in the area, Anti staying quiet and surveying his surroundings, wary of the newfound area.

There was no other way out apart from up and the large door at the end of the hallway, the two not going to be able to go back up to the cabin, so they looked at each other before the door again.

Anti walked in the direction of the opening on the other side of the corridor, pausing directly in front of it before slowly turning the gold-painted doorknob, the door opening swiftly with just a tiny push.

Jackie and Anti wandered into the room, noticing some sort of stage with multiple seats facing it, almost like a theatre of some sorts.

Anti's eyes widened, realising what they walked into, grabbing his brothers arm before he ran back towards the door, only for the door to abruptly closed, both of them spotting a new figure there, standing in front of the door with a menacing smile on their face.

Jackie gulped, pulling his arm away from Anti as his body tensed at the sight of the Iplier in front of them, his red silky robe hanging around his body, his hair being styled back like it normally would be.

“It’s nice of you two to accompany me,” Actor spoke, walking forwards slowly, glancing behind the two, snapping his fingers, the two green-haired men feeling something cold and metallic pressed against both of their temples, a click coming from each of the objects, indicating they were guns. “Why don’t we have a little chat?”

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The two Septic egos looked at each other, Jackie sending Anti a look, silently telling the demon to glitch them out of the underground bunker, to which the latter shook his head, the hero giving him a confused look.

“Oh! There’s a magical barrier stopping your brother from glitching out of here, so you’re stuck,” Actor grinned, sending a look to each of the people that held the guns to the other twos heads.

“Now, why don’t you have a seat?” Actor questioned, a smirk still evident on his face as he stared at the Septic egos.

Suddenly, two chairs were pulled up behind the hero and demon, the two being pushed down onto the seats but they didn’t resist, both tensed up as they sat, Jackie looking to his right where he spotted a whole wall with glowing blue weapons hung up, making the hero gulp.

As soon as the two sat on the chairs, they automatically strapped both of them to the seats, making sure they couldn’t move. Their lower arms were held down by a metal strap encasing them, their calfs being held in the same way.

Anti and Jackie both pulled on the restraints, trying to free themselves, but nothing was working, both getting shocked by the metal as soon as any force was put on them.

Anti growled, not liking the way he couldn’t glitch out as he stared at Actor, Jackie seeming just as pissed, not giving up on the restrains no matter how much he was getting shocked.

“Sad,” Actor smirked, knowing how Anti was feeling as he watched sparks fly off of the demon’s body in frustration. “The way you can’t teleport you and your brother out of this. Must be irritating.”

Anti snorted and looked around once more, seeing Actor had about twenty henchmen spread about the area, looking back at the villain before saying, “You said you wanted to chat, so let’s chat.”

- - - - -

Everyone at Marks house was troubled, well, mostly everyone. Google just didn’t care and Remus was too busy annoying Logan to pay any mind to what was happening.

Both Anti and Jackie hadn’t returned yet, and it had been nearly three hours since the others got back.

“That’s it,” Yandere began, their katana resting on the wall beside them. “I’m going back there if they aren’t here in the next half hour.”

“Relax,” Remus said, turning his head to look at the Iplier, Henrik sending a cold glare at the second Creative Side. “They’re probably just fucking each other.”

Roman glared at him, warning him to shut up, being grossed out at what he said, “They’re brothers, you sick fucker.”

Remus shrugged, turning back to Logan only to find he wasn’t beside him anymore, Logic now beside Patton.

Mark sighed, ignoring the others for a few minutes, trying to think rationally at the moment, running a hand through his black hair, “Why don’t we just call one of them? They probably have their phones on them.”

Dark, without question, took his phone out and dialled Anti’s number, holding the phone up to his ear, waiting for Anti to pick up while he tapped his foot on the floor impatiently.

The phone rang three times before it was answered.

“Hello, old friend,” Came Actor’s voice through the phone, sounding like he was enjoying something, the black-haired demon’s eyes widening.

“Actor?” Dark stated bitterly, hatred clear in his voice, everyone in the room staring at Dark intently. “Where the hell are they?”

“Why would I tell you that?” Actor taunted, a laugh coming after what he said, Dark being able to hear struggling from the background. “Put the phone on speaker, I know you’re all there.”

Dark sighed and held the phone up, doing what Actor had told him to, everyone listening quietly, waiting for the villain to speak up.

“I’ve got you’re friends.”

“Yea, no shit,” Chase angrily replied, a growl coming after as Bing just placed a hand on his shoulder, Remy sipping his Starbucks quietly from beside the two.

There was movement on the other side of the line until Actor spoke once more, “Say hello to your friends, glitch bitch.”

There was quiet before Anti’s voice chimed in through the phone, “What the fuck am I supposed to say? Hey, guys, got kidnapped and can’t glitch me and Jackie out because there’s a magic barrier preventing me from doing that? No? Well, other than that, don’t any of you come here or I swear to god-”

Anti was cut off by a gunshot.

“No! What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Jackie shouted, Anti’s groans being heard over the line, but the glitch laughed through the pain.

“Everything,” Anti spoke on behalf of Actor, coughing violently after, Jackie panicking, saying that he shouldn’t waste his breath by speaking.

“What did you do!?” Wilford abruptly yelled, wiggling his moustache as he glared at the phone.

“Oh, I simply just shut his loud mouth up,” Actor replied, humming slightly, a short, menacing laughing coming out of his mouth.

“Oh. . . That doesn’t sound too bad . .. He’ll just wake up again, nothing too serious,” Wilford said quietly, shrugging as he stepped back, most looking at him in disbelief, arguing coming from the phone.

“Stop talking, Hero!” Actor yelled bitterly at Jackie from the other line, the Septic Ego seeming to be struggling. “What I did wasn’t bad! Nor was it uncalled for!”

“You shot him!” Jackie said from the other side of the phone, defence littering the tone in his voice, hurt also being heard.

“Shut up or you’ll get shot too!” Actor threatened, causing Jackie to immediately go silent, all that was being heard was short breaths.

“Tick, tock, Damien. You only have a couple of hours before he bleeds out,” Then the line went dead.

Everyone stayed quiet, most sharing a look of disbelief, knowing Anti would be okay in the end, but they didn’t know how badly Actor had hurt them or will hurt them.

“I don’t know about you guys, but I’m going to find them,” Marvin stated firmly, a couple of others agreeing to join the magician.

“Alright, Yandere, you stay here with the Jim’s, Remus, King and whoever doesn’t want to come,” Dark declared adamantly, sending a look towards everyone in the room.

- - - - -

Virgil, Roman, Dark, Marvin and Chase entered through a portal, only them going as they wouldn’t need too many people to bring back the two Septic Egos.

Well, Virgil went because Roman wanted him to, or, to put in other words, forced him to, but he didn’t want to object to what the prince wanted.

“Does anyone hear that?” Chase questioned, hearing the exact same static four of the others heard earlier that day, the dad spinning in a circle and scanning his surroundings.

“I do,” Dark replied, his eyebrows furrowing as he concentrated on the noise, trying to figure out where it was coming from, the demon being able to focus on that sound alone, blocking out any other noise.

“I’ve heard that before,” Marvin stated, looking around himself and the others just as Chase did. “Jackie, Anti and I were walking around when we heard it.”

“We’ve heard it too,” Roman agreed, motioning to him and Virgil, the latter only nodding in confirmation. “We found an old cabin when we followed it.”

“Lead us to the cabin,” Dark ordered straight after hearing what the Side said, both Virgil and Roman walking ahead of the group, trying to retrace their steps.

They walked past hundreds of trees, the further they went, the louder the buzzing became.

They all stopped once the Sides did, looking over to the small cabin a few meters away from them, each observing it from the outside.

“Hey, the door’s opened,” Chase realised, pointing towards it in confusion, the door seeming to be hanging off the hinges at this point.

“I could’ve sworn I closed it behind me,” Roman murmured, stepping towards the small building, everyone else following behind, Dark passing him quickly and taking the lead.

“You did,” Virgil answered, his voice slightly wavering as he looked around the woods before back at the wooden structure.

“They must’ve found this place, then,” Marvin commented, feeling the magic coming from around the cabin, being able to sense Anti and Jackie somewhere around the area with his powers.

Dark walked in first, being careful of the large hole in the ground, assessing his surroundings before noticing where the trap door is on the floor.

The floor from where the trap door had fallen had a rectangle shape, the only place on the floor not covered in dust, so Dark immediately knew that had to be something.

Dark walked around the shape on the ground, looking around the cabin for a way to open the trapped door. A lever or something.

“Hey guys, look at thi-” Chase was cut off by his own screaming as he pulled on the object that opened the trapped door, a loud thud from further down being heard seconds later.

“You okay, Chaser?” Marvin questioned, peeking down into the small hole, it not looking to be that far down.

“Yea! Guys c’mon down here. It’s like a hidden bunker or some shit.”

Roman shrugged his shoulders before jumping down the hole, Virgil and Marvin soon following cautiously, Dark rolling his eyes before he followed the four down the hatch.

Dark landed with a grunt, sitting there for a second until he stood up, brushing his suit off and looking around like the others before he started walking towards the only door in this place, the others following close behind Dark.

“Wait!” Marvin yelled in a harsh whisper, grabbing Dark’s sleeve before he could go any further. “I need to do something before we go in there.”

“And what is that?” Dark asked bitterly, glaring at the magician who cowered slightly under his gaze before regaining confidence.

“Were you listening to the call or not? There’s a magical barrier around the room they’re in that's stopping any magic from being used in there. I have to disable it or else I can’t use my magic.”

“You’ll have to hurry about it, then,” Virgil spoke up, his eyes flickering all around the corridor, wandering towards the door.

Marvin stepped in front of everyone else, raising his hands to have his palms face towards the door that led to the room, the Septic Ego mumbling a spell under his breath, his eyes and hands glowing a galaxy purple colour, the glow dimming until it completely disappeared.

The green-haired Ego nodded at the others, Dark pushing past him and reaching the door within a matter of seconds, his hand encasing the doorknob before he twisted it, opening the door and walking in with wariness in his step, the others following.

They first spotted Actors men littered across the theatre-like room, all of which turned in the direction of the intruders as soon as the door opened.

“Ah, nice of you to drop in,” Actor said, the man’s back facing the five who could sense a sinister smile on his face before he turned and peered at them all.

The five glared at the evil Iplier, immediately spotting Anti and Jackie not too far away from him, Anti barely awake while Jackie was completely unconscious, one of Actors men standing beside the two who lay on the ground.

“Let them go,” Ordered Roman, seizing his sword and holding it up in a threatening manner as he stepped forwards, Actor raising his eyebrows in fake surprise.

“Not until Dark hands himself over,” Actor bargained shrugging with a shiny, silver gun that had a glowing blue line on it in hand, the weapon not being pointed at anyone for the time being. “It’s the only way.”

Marvin was surveying his surroundings as the conversation continued, tuning everything out while trying to find something to use his magic on.

The Septiceye’s eyes widened slightly when he spotted a large, golden statue of Actor, himself, the man sighing in exasperation, ‘Typical Actor, always obsessed with himself.’

Marvin analyzed what was surrounding the statue, finding that if he used his magic to make it collapse, about eight of Actor’s cult would get crushed, ultimately leaving twelve left to fight.

Marvin, without hesitation, channelled his magic and made a flicking gesture with his hand, causing the statue to collapse, a loud crumbling noise coming from it, the thud of it hitting the ground gaining everyone’s attention.

As soon as Actor processed what had happened, he pointed his gun at Marvin, rage encasing his facial features, “You! You killed my men! And my statue is now destroyed!”

Marvin only shrugged, raising his arm and sending a ball of magic towards Actor, the latter not being able to avoid it, resulting in him getting hit, his body crashing against the far wall.

All at once, Actor’s henchmen began attacking the group, mad that their leader got taken down by them, all of the men having one of the special weapons that were on the wall earlier, a glow coming from their eyes; the same one that was on the weapons.

One started running towards Roman, who, in return, began hand-to-hand combat with the enemy, his sword getting discarded on the ground as the enemy kicked it out of his hands.

Roman, in a moment of his enemies weakness, slid over to where his sword was and gripped it, plunging it into the man’s chest, blood almost immediately pouring out, his body falling to the ground.

Marvin was having a little trouble as his power usage had been draining his physical energy, making it hard for him to block or attack his enemies attacks anymore.

He kept backing away to dodge the attacks, which led him to getting cornered in the corner of the room, one of the four people that had begun to attack him being left, the others already being taken down.

As Marvin was about to get struck down by his enemies machete, there was a bang of a gun, the man dropping down with a bullet to his head, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

Marvin turned around, finding Chase holding a gun to where the man once stood. Marvin nodded in thanks, Chase nodding back before turning around and continuing his previous fight.

The man who was beside Anti and Jackie had now left their side, not seeming to care if they got away anymore, Anti sitting up and holding his side, blood pooling on the floor around him and his clothes, a small drip falling from the corner of his mouth.

Jackie soon woke up and saw what was happened, his eyes squinted as he looked around before getting up, still slightly dizzy from getting knocked out, but he found a way to manage and joined the fight, helping Chase who was glad he did so.

Virgil had been surrounded, the male panicking as he spun around, trying to keep an eye out on everyone around him, the Side tensing up as he heard a yell from Anti across the room, “Virgil! Use your powers, you dumb fuck!”

The purple trait widening his eyes, forgetting about the power he possessed, his eyes clouding over as they turned a dark purple colour, the men that had surrounded him all widening their eyes, backing away as they watched what the Anxious Trait was doing.

Virgils hair began floating upwards slightly, small purple orbs seeming to be extracted out of Virgil’s body, now all surrounding him.

Anxiety pushed both of his arms out in front of him, his palms facing the general direction of the enemies.

Simultaneously, the dark purple orbs flung themselves at the enemies, the men then soon dropping to the ground as soon as they got hit, Virgil breathing heavily as he fell to his knees, his eyes returning to their normal golden brown colour.

Everyone gazed around at each other, confused as they all stared at Virgil in shock, Roman looking most startled out of everyone as his mouth was hung wide opened, staring at his friend.

Everything was silent once more, Roman shaking his head before running over to Virgil, asking him if he was okay, another noise then sounding from somewhere else in the room.

The six other people turned, their guards immediately going back up, fearing it was Actor one again, only to see Anti standing up, glitching continuously as his face almost drained of colour.

“Great job,” Anti huffed out, stumbling a bit as he looked around the area, his eye landing on Virgil for a second longer before they returned to Dark. “Now you better catch me before I pass out.”

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The Egos, Sides and the three creators all stayed in the living room, Bim announcing the portal from Marvin had now opened, the group crowding around where it was.

They waited, everyone silent, until the first people walked through the portal, which was Dark and Anti, and began to ask questions, everyone’s voices drowning the others out, every word incoherent jumbles.

“Be quiet! Doctors, get him help.” Dark ordered, passing Anti to Henrik, who ran into the ER they had in the house with Dr Iplier following his lead.

The others who had been injured, which was only minorly, were tended to by the people who had medical knowledge, such as Logan and Google, everyone inwardly freaking out that Anti was the one passed out and injured, seeing as he was one of the strongest people in the house.

“What happened, dudes?” Bing finally spoke up, wary about the situation at hand, glancing at the people who went out, Chase sitting beside him.

{{This is just Jackie and the others explaining what happened in the last chapter to the others who weren’t there, skip if you wish, I’ll put another checkpoint down their when they're finished}}

Jackie sighed, sitting down as he began telling the others what happened as soon as he and Anti split off from everyone else, “When Anti and I went into the forest, we heard a buzzing sound and followed it, finding ourselves at a cabin.

“We went in ‘cause we were curious about the random cabin in the woods. I was picking up random things because, y’ know, I’m stupid. There was a weird thing sitting on top of a fireplace and I told Anti to come over. It looked like a weird-ass monkey figure.”

“I pulled at the thing, a trap door opened under us and we both fell in,” Jackie continued, now using hand motions as he explained, his eyebrows furrowed as he tried remembering everything. “We went to the door at the end of the corridor and opened it and walked in. We were looking around when Anti grabbed my arm and started running towards the door to get out of the place.

“Until the door closed before we could get to it, Actor standing in the way. Actor had two of his minions put guns to our heads and made us sit down on chairs that strapped our arms and legs on the chair, making sure we couldn’t get out.

“Then you called Anti’s phone and, as you already know, Actor took it and answered the call, so and so. He shot Anti and when he hung up he must’ve knocked me out because that’s all I remember.”

Everyone listened to Jackie’s story, nodding every now and then when needed as they looked around at each other.

“So, what happened when you guys got there?” Remy asked, a Starbucks coffee in one hand while the other rested on their hip, wishing they had been there as it seemed cool.

“Well,” Marvin began, sighing as he remembered it. “When we went into the room, Anti and Jackie were lying on the ground with one of Actor’s cult men standing over them, probably guarding them so we couldn’t just grab them and leave.

“Actor was standing near them and he told us he wouldn’t give us them back unless Dark handed himself over, for whatever reason, I don’t know. While that was happening, I made a statue fall over and it crushed about eight of Actor’s goons. After that, I shot magic at Actor and it knocked him out.”

“Actor’s helpers started attacking us because we hurt Actor,” Roman continued, Virgil leaning on his shoulder lightly. “We were starting to lose the fight when Anti told Virgil to use his powers. Virgil shot... purple blobs at all of the men and then they just... they were suddenly on the floor.”

“And that’s basically it,” Chase informed, messing with his hat in his hands. “Apart from Anti passing out, that is.”

{{Checkpoint --- They're done explaining the last chapter}}

“So, now we know that the weapon’s Actor holds are {completely harmless}, what do we do now?” Janus spoke up for the first time in ages, fixing his gloves before staring around at everyone else.

“I suggest training until we are the best,” Google stated, a whirring now coming from his before he spoke again. “A lot of us hold our own special abilities, it is best if we focus on them.”

Everyone had nothing better to do than agree with Google, the android giving advice for once, although this would most likely be the only time he does so.

All of a sudden, King gasped, his eyes wide as he stared at the floor, Mark speaking up, “What is it, King?”

“Where’s Actor? You guys didn’t bring him back,” King asked, all of the storytellers looking at each other, the group having forgotten about the villain while they were down there.

“Shit!” Jackie cursed, Patton sending him a warning look, making the hero mumble a quiet sorry, shrugging his shoulders.

“If we went after Actor, Anti would be worse than he is now,” Virgil said, hugging his arms to his chest, his head still on Roman’s shoulder. “Be glad we didn’t go after him.”

- - -

Everyone looked at the door the two doctors exited from, all having an expectant look on their face as Dr Iplier started talking.

“He’s dying,” Dr Iplier said, to which Henrik thumped him over the head, making the Iplier wince before glaring at the German doctor.

“No, he is not. He vill be out for a vhile, though.”

Everyone visibly relaxed at the newfound information, most not liking the way Dr Iplier near scared them to death.

“What condition’s he in?” Questioned Jack, who was overly concerned for his ego, standing beside both Mark and Thomas. “Is he unconscious, awake, or what?”

Henrik sighed, rubbing his forehead, “He-”

“As I’ve said before, he is dying,” Dr Iplier cut off Henrik which resulted in a growl from his friend, causing the Iplier to keep quiet, looking down.

“He’s unconscious at ze moment and vill be in severe pain once he vakes up,” Schneep informed, keeping an eye on the man beside him. “Be careful vith him. He has a few stitches and had some internal bleeding but me and ze doctor fixed it.”

Jameson nodded, worried about Anti and it was showing a bit too much as Wilford placed a not-so-comforting hand on his shoulder, the mute staring at the wall in front of him. He had a severe headache and it wasn’t getting any better with all the intense thinking he had been doing.

“Can I see him?” Jackie questioned, his head turning to look at the doctors, glancing at the door that led to Anti for a split second.

“He is not awake, so I-”

“Let me see him,” Jackie said with a fierce tone, the hero always the type of person to make sure he was by someone’s side, even if he didn’t know them that much.

Henrik and Dr Iplier nodded and led Jackie into Anti’s room, where Anti laid, his skin paler than it usually would, the hero feeling sorry for the demon as he had to lay on the uncomfortable hospital bed for god knows how long.

“Henrik,” Jackie whispered, looking at the male in front of him with worry. “When will he wake up?”

“I don’t know, hopefully, tomorrow and if not in a couple of days. Ze bullet hit one of his organs, so I’m unsure.”

Jackie nodded before approaching Anti, trying to stay calm as he looked at the fellow ego.

‘He looks dead,’ Jackie thought, grimacing at how pale the glitch was. ‘That bullet must’ve hit his organ straight on, or, the weapons have something like poison in them.’

Jackie wanted nothing more than to kill Actor for what he did to Anti, and also all of the other horrible stuff the man had done in the past and what was to come. But, he knew everyone in that house had felt the same, even the egos/sides who seemed too good for this Earth.

Even the people Actor had never stepped near hated him.

Jackie pulled a chair up and sat beside the hospital bed with Anti’s hand in his, not knowing why, but he felt it necessary, hoping the man would wake up the next day.

- - -

Sometime later, Henrik let everyone else in as they wouldn’t stop bugging him.

When the group walked in, they were surprised to see Jackie asleep beside the glitch. They all analyzed Anti, noticing he was paler than usual, but he had seemed to be looking a tiny bit better than when they first had a glance at him.

Only the Septic egos and Jack himself remained in the room, a few hours later, when Anti groaned and shifted about. He opened his eyes and hissed as the light hit his eyes, momentarily blinding him.

The light was switched off within a matter of seconds, Anti eventually opened his eyes, seeing his fellow egos, plus Jack, surrounding him. He felt a weight on his left hand and craned his neck in that direction seeing Jackie clinging onto his hand.

“Anti?” Chase inquired, taking a small step forwards. “That you?”

“Who the fuck else would it be?” Anti shot back, his voice scratchy and dry, the male groaning after, his eyes still squinted slightly.

JJ soundlessly laughed, seeing Anti was still his old self, now walking to stand beside him on the bed.

“I see you're still yourself,” Jack spoke, Anti rolling his eyes in response as his creator smiled towards him.

“What happened?”

“Well,” Marvin started, raising his head to look at the demon. “After you told Virgil to use his powers, all of Actor’s men were taken out and you kinda just stood up and said that one of us would better catch you because you were going to pass out.”

“What about Actor?” Anti questioned, raising his left eyebrow up in wonder.

Jack sighed, knowing Anti wouldn’t like what happened, “He got away.”

‘More like you guys forgot about him,’ Jameson signed, crossing his arms along his chest.

Anti groaned, temporarily forgetting about Jackie beside him, “Do you guys know where his new lair is? I mean, it would make sense for him to have a new one since we know where that one is.”

“No. Anti, you got out of the ER nine hours ago, of course, we haven’t found him yet.”

Anti began to nod his head, abruptly stopping all movements when pain erupted through it.

“Ah, yes. I forgot to tell you to not move ze head,” Henrik explained, tapping on his own head for a second or two.

“Great fucking timing,” Anti grunted, moving his free hand to his head, gently crateling it.

Jackie began to awaken, finally arising and seeing everyone talking to Anti, the male standing up from relief.

“Anti! You’re awake!”

Anti held his left ear in pain, the hero having yelled too loud, the Septic growling at the other who widened his eyes, the demon growling out: “Yea, and now my headache’s worse. Thanks a lot, Hero.”

“Sorry, dude,” Jackie apologised, sitting back down, looking at the others before asking: “You good?”

“Depends how you would describe ‘good’,” Anti said with slight pain in his voice, the male sinking back down into the uncomfortable hospital bed, taking his hand away from Jackie.

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A week had passed since the group had got Anti and Jackie back, Anti was almost fully recovered thanks to him being a demon -- the healing process for most of the other Egos/Sides would’ve been longer since they’re mostly human.

Dark, five minutes prior, had called everyone into Mark’s living room, some sitting and some standing seeing as there weren’t enough spaces for everyone to sit on his couch.

Once everyone was gathered, Dark entered the room last with Wilford by his side, the pink-haired psychopath standing beside Remus, the demon speaking up, “I found Actor’s new hideout.”

“Cool, where is it?” Anti questioned, wanting to get out of the crowded house as his knee bounced up and down in anticipation.

“An old abandoned theatre outside of town.”

Anti nodded and was about to say something before Jackie interrupted, “No, you’re not going out to find Actor.”

“What? Why?!” Anti complained, whining like a little child.

“Because I’m older than you,” Jackie stated, a proud look on his face as the other Septic Egos looked at him weirdly.

“No, you’re not,” Marvin spoke up, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion as Jackie kept reassuring them all that he was, in fact, the oldest out of all of the Septic Egos.

“Anti was made before any of us,” Chase pipped in, the hero about to protest until Jameson shoved his phone at Jackie, his phone having the Septic Ego’s ages in order from oldest to youngest, Anti being top of the list at the oldest.

“That’s wrong!” Jackie exclaimed, Henrik sighing as he massaged his temples, telling Jackie to be quiet, motioning for Dark to continue what he was saying before.

Anti stuck his tongue out at Jackie who frowned at him, Jack rolling his eyes at them before listening to Dark.

“Anyway, before I was rudely interrupted, yes, I am sending a few people out there to check it out,” Dark started, his deep voice echoing off of the thin walls of Mark’s house. “But, we aren’t going right now. Seeing as what happened last time, we are training with our powers and normal physical abilities, as Google had said before.”

“So, when are we doing that?” Patton questioned, glancing at Logan, who was beside him, before looking back at Dark. “And what about the people who don’t have any special powers? Like Thomas, Mark, Jack, Bim, Chase, the two doctors and I?”

“We’ll figure that out when we get back to Isle Brock, and, for your information, the two doctors do have powers,” Dark spoke again, his hands clasped behind his back. “They can heal some injuries with just the touch of their fingers.”

“And before anyone goes around asking us ’Oh, well why didn’t you heal Anti like that last week when he got shot?’, it’s because we can’t heal every wound. Our powers are really an on and off thing, it doesn’t work all the time,” Dr Iplier spoke from the other side of the room. “If that even makes sense.”

Henrik hummed, agreeing with what the other had said, the others in the room being surprised.

“Now, enough chit-chat, time to go back to the island.”

- - - - -

For the last week, Actor had been recovering, thinking of ways he could get rid of some specific Egos and Sides.

The most powerful ones, to be exact.

He knew he couldn’t do everything on his own seeing as the henchman he had last time were all out of commission, so he had called a witch friend of his named Callie, who he had known for a few years now, and asked her to help him.

“What do you want me to do with them?” Callie asked, brushing her blonde hair out of her face, looking at her friend expectantly.

“Hex them or something. You can kill one if you would like to,” Actor smirked, not caring what happened to them. “But don’t lay a finger on either of the Creators.”

Callie nodded, glancing into the mirror in front of her, the mirror letting her and Actor see what the Egos, Sides and their Creators were doing, “Which one do I go after?”

“Surprise me,” The evil Iplier replied, a sinister smile lighting up his face, Callie grinning with him as she watched everyone’s movements through the reflector.

- - - - -

The group of people entered through the portal Marvin created exactly as he did last time, each stepping into the area they were in just a week ago.

“Okay,” Dark started, his aura lashing out for a second before it returned to normal, the man proceeding to crack his neck before speaking. “We will be training for the first two hours, then I will pick two people to duel. Everyone, get into the groups that you were in last week.”

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The training went quite well, Yandere was teaching all of his group how to use a sword, although Virgil didn’t want to go near it. Anti was still teaching the creators hand-to-hand combat because the three hadn’t got the hang of it yet.

Dark was having trouble containing the Jim twins and King while Patton was trying to help him with the problem. Wilford was in the middle of an explanation on how to work a gun and Jackie was teaching the two in his group how to save their energy when using their powers.

Two hours dragged by, each team getting even more exhausted by the second, until Dark finally called everyone in to start the duals, “JJ, you will dual against Bim.”

JJ simply nodded, walking over to the area they were going to fight in, Bim following him and standing opposite him in the fighting ring.

They got into fighting stances, both standing there and staring at each other until Bim charged at JJ, who quickly dodged the first attack, going in to punch the Iplier ego before switching his move up last second, trying to swipe the Game Show Host’s legs from under him.

Bim hadn’t expected Jameson to change his route and stumbled, not falling as he half dodged the attack, Jameson having an advantage.

The fighting went on until Dapper made a knife appear in his hand and held the knife up to Bim’s neck while he was in a headlock, the game show host surrendering as the knife was held to his skin.

Anti smirked, knowing Jameson learnt that move from him, the mute smiling at him as he walked past.

After the fight, the next was Jack against Mark, followed by Remy against Chase, the ones winning being Mark and Remy as Chase wasn’t allowed his gun, which was his strong suit, and Mark was the stronger one of him and Jack.

Although the fighting lasted long, Dark had said there was one more fight before they could return to the house. Roman against Yandere.

The fighting started with hand-to-hand combat, just like the rest of them, Roman being more advanced in the skill seeing as the Iplier usually had their katana on them - Dark having temporarily confiscated it from them as he knew Yandere would, more than likely, go overboard.

Yandere turned to kick Roman’s stomach to which the latter caught his foot and flung it to his left, causing Yan to lose their footing.

The Iplier got back up and faced their friend with a determined look on their face, the same with Roman.

Roman was about to throw a punch at Yandere, the Side stopping mid-swing as he reached up to hold his neck, the male falling into a fit of coughs, Yandere standing there, utterly confused.

All of a sudden, Roman started coughing up blood, sometimes sharp sewing needles appearing with the crimson liquid, all of it falling onto the stone under him.

“Guys! Stop talking and get the hell over here!” Bim shouted once he saw what was happening, to which the others started rushing over, the doctors and Logan all taking Roman over to the tent.

“Marvin! We need your help!” Came Iplier’s urgent voice from inside the tent, the magician rushing over to help them, his cape flowing slightly behind him.

The Egos and Sides all stood around, Thomas going over to stand outside of the tent Roman was in, waiting patiently for feedback as to what had happened, Mark and Jack staying by his side.

- - -

Everyone’s heads jerked in the direction of the tent, Henrik, Dr Iplier, Logan, Marvin and the three creator’s walking towards them.

“What happened?” Patton questioned as soon as the others were close enough, his voice cracking slightly as he looked at them with worry clear in his eyes.

Marvin sighed, fixing his cat mask as he glanced at everyone, “Someone hexed him. Made him cough up needles.”

“He’s okay, right?”

“Yes, thankfully,” Dr Iplier said, not in the mood for telling the others ‘he’s dying’, anymore, the male slightly frightened by his German doctor friend, not wanting to get hit again.

Remus huffed out a sigh of relief, thankful his brother wasn’t dead, but he hid the concern quite well. ‘I’m kinda glad he’s not dead, don’t know if I’d survive or not - He’s the only one who laughs at my juicy butthole jokes.’

“He’s avake if you vant to-” Schneep started, being cut off by Virgil running past him and into the medical tent.

“Didn’t know he could care about someone that much,” Deceit said under his breath, him and Remus off to the side of everyone else, not wanting to talk to the others.

- - -

Roman saw Virgil walk in, they both smiled upon seeing each other, although Virgil’s was more of a nervous smile than a bright one, like Roman’s. Nevertheless, Virgil was still happy the creative side wasn’t dead.

“You’re okay,” Virgil sighed in relief, raising an eyebrow at the prince. “You had me worried.”

“Oh, please! You’re worried about everything!” Roman smirked, looking up at him since the anxious trait was standing. “But it’s nice to know you care for me. Thanks, Hop Topic.”

“Of course I care about yo-,” Virgil started, stopping his sentence as his eyes went wide. “I mean. . . I can’t help but worry about [everything], so I’ll obviously be worried about you.”

There was a comfortable silence between the two until Roman burst out laughing, the man snorting when he saw Virgil’s confused face.

“What’s so funny?”

“It’s just,” Roman paused, still laughing, glancing at Virgil for a split second. “You.. Haha! Should’ve seen your.. your face.”

Virgil sighed, shaking his head as he looked down, chuckling quietly to himself, happy to see Roman hasn’t changed.

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Actor watched through his secret mirror as Roman started to cough up needles, smiling a malicious smile at the horror painted on the other’s faces.

“Enjoying the show?” Callie asked, standing by his side, an eyebrow raised at her supposed friend, her green eyes twinkling under the light.

Actor turned to her, the grin still on his face as his eyes lit up, signifying he had another plan. “Definitely. I need to ask you a favour.”

“What is it?” The witch asked hesitantly, kind of scared to see what the male in front of her would ask of her, seeing as the evil Iplier wasn’t one of the nicest souls.

“I need you to disguise yourself, make them believe I attacked you. I need you to gain their trust,” Actor laughed, the witch only furrowing her eyebrows in confusion.

“Explain?”

“Spell yourself to look like you just got attacked, your appearance all rough and ‘wounds’ all over you,” Actor started, pacing back and forth as he revealed the basics of the plan. “And go to that island that they’re on. Let them find you, and when they do, make up a lie. Say that I attacked you or something.”

“If it works, then we win, right?” Callie smiled, not sure it would work as Actor nodded, the blonde taking a deep breath before saying: “Will do, boss.”

- - -

Roman was fine. The hex had cut the inside of his throat, but Dr Iplier simply healed it with a wave of his hand over the prince's neck.

Everyone decided to stroll through the forest just as they did last week, but they were all in one giant group this time, keeping an eye out for everyone else.

“So, wha-” Mark began, getting cut off when something jumped out of the bush in front of him, the male jumping away as he stared at whatever it was.

A person. Better yet, a girl.

“Help me...” The girl choked out, barely standing up, before she collapsed, her face buried the grass so no one could see what she looked like at that moment.

Most rushed over to the girl, worried about her.

Thomas got there first, turned her over to see the girl had blonde hair and fair skin, which were both covered in blood. They couldn’t see her eyes as they were closed.

She had, what seemed to be, stab wounds littering her torso, a few on her legs. A small bullet wound was oozing blood out of her left arm.

The girl’s clothes were covered in a tremendous amount of blood, Jack backing away from the person, looking like he was about to throw up.

Dr Iplier, without hesitation, picked the girl up in his arms, he and the German doctor rushing back to the medical tent to help her.

“Who was that?” Thomas breathed out, his voice wavering at the scene he just witnessed, blood staining the grass the girl formerly lay on.

“I don’t know, but I sure hope she’s okay,” Patton replied, concerned for the woman even if he didn’t know who she, or they, were.

Dark, Virgil and Anti stared at the tent that the two doctors took the girl into, not trusting the newfound woman one bit, the three whispering amongst themselves.

“She could be one of Actor’s spies,” Anti claimed, looking up slightly at his friend, Dark nodding along, his eyes narrowing as he glared around him.

“Mmh. I don’t trust that girl,” Dark agreed, his voice lower than it usually was, the male whispering, trying to make sure no one would hear them.

“But what if . . you know. . . We’re just being a bit too.. bothered?” Virgil spoke up, pursing his lips as he glanced at everyone else around them. “It’s definitely not the first time that’s happened.”

“You mean to say paranoid, right? Bothered doesn’t sound right,” Dark spoke, disregarding the glare Anti gave him, the former shrugging.

“Seeing as she just popped up outta nowhere, I’d say we should have the right to not trust her right now!” Virgil quietly exclaimed, immediately going quiet when he realised he spoke a bit too loud.

“C’mon!” Jack exclaimed, being one of the few that overheard what the Anxious Trait had said, the Irishman not liking the way they were acting. “Why can’t you three trust her? She’ll probably be away within a day or two anyway.

“A lot can happen in a day or two,” Virgil whispered, muttering something under his breath before Anti slapped his back, bringing him out of his small trance.

Anti looked at his creator with an unimpressed look, the demon always having known he was too naive for his own good, “She randomly appears where we are? That’s not a coincidence.”

“Look how injured she is!” Mark continued, not wanting to give in as he would always see the good in people before the bad. “Surely Actor wouldn’t have done that to his own spy!”

“You never know what will happen with Actor around,” Dark spoke grimly, his fists clenching, cracking his bones in the process as he held his cane in his left hand.

The creators sighed, not going to bother them any further knowing the three wouldn’t change their minds without any physical evidence that this girl is harmless.

- - -

Dr Iplier and Schneep walked out of the tent, followed by the woman from earlier, her clothes now being completely different, Marvin having spelled her into new clothes not too long ago.

“Guys, this is Callie. She said she had gotten attacked by Actor,” The Iplier said, glancing at the girl wearily, only seeming to trust her a small bit.

“How?” Google asked, analyzing the situation, trying his best to scan the girls face, but nothing was coming up for him in his identification system. “I thought Actor was only going after us?”

“If you vould let her explain her situation, you vould understand,” Henrik explained and looked at Callie, signalling that she could start her explanation.

“Well,” She started, her green eyes dancing around the large crowd of people. “I was out with my friends and we all decided to explore this old abandoned theatre just outside of the town.

“When we went in, we heard someone talking. He was talking to himself. Saying something like ‘who am I going to kill’. We were being stupid and decided to stay and eavesdrop, until my friend knocked something over, getting us caught by him.

“We tried to run, but people with guns and knives blocked our way. They started attacking us. I don’t know why, but they did. All of my frie-” She stopped and let out a sob, covering her mouth as her eyes began watering. “My friends are all dead. I barely got out alive.

“I don’t know what happened after that, but all I saw was a bright blue light and I randomly appeared here in the forest.”

Virgil looked at her suspiciously, his eyes squinting as he stared, like he was looking into her soul, still not believing the girl, his personal instincts kicking in. The two demons who stood beside the former Dark Side doing the same.

“Oh! You poor thing!” Patton exclaimed, rushing up to her and checking if she was okay. “Guys, we have to bring her to the house. She must be traumatised!”

Everyone but Virgil, Anti and Dark agreed, some seeming to do so with a lot of persuading, the three letting their suspicion take over.

Remus just skipped after everyone, just enjoying the way no one had yelled at him yet, the Dark Side stepping up to beside Callie.

“So. . .,” Remus started, his face rather close to hers as he smiled, the blonde taking a step away from The Duke. “What’s your opinion on unicorn porn? I can hook ya up if you want?”

“Stop it, Remus, leave the poor girl alone!” Logan yelled over, the logical side walking over and pulling Remus away by the back of his outfit. “Sorry about that, Callie.”

Logan, as he walked away with Remus, shared a suspicious look with the Yandere as he walked past them, signalling that the Iplier doesn’t, and probably won’t, trust Callie.

Callie just furrowed her eyebrows, continuing to walk with the rest of the group, Patton keeping her company as they walked, the Moral Side cracking a few dad jokes along the way.

There were some others, apart from the obvious, who were wary about the girl, but just decided not to get involved as they went with what their creators said seeing as, at the end of the day, they were staying at Mark’s house, so if he wanted her to stay, they had no choice but to agree.

Everyone soon entered the portal Marvin created, each person not seeing the smug smirk plastered on Callies’s face as they walked through.

“Virgil,” Roman said, noticing the looks he was giving the girl from across the room, crossing his arms. “Why can’t you trust her? She seems harmless. Look at her sparkling eyes!”

“The most harmless-looking people can turn out to be crazy!” Virgil exclaimed, looking towards Callie as he pointed an accusing finger at her behind her back, The Prince smacking his hand away. “I mean, she just looks odd.”

“Come now, Virgil! Everything looks odd to you at first glance! It’ll all be fine. You just need to learn how to trust people and your anxiety is getting in the way of that.”

Virgil nodded but still refused to trust her, after all, it couldn’t have been a coincidence that she had shown up right where they where.

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“I don’t trust her,” Anti said to Jackie as soon as they were far enough away from the girl, the hero looking over Anti’s shoulders at her.

“Oh, c’mon bro, why not?” Jackie said exasperatedly. “She doesn’t seem too bad.”

Anti rolled his eyes at Jackie’s obliviousness, glaring at the girl from across the room, “Her story doesn’t add up. You guys are just too stupid to see it!”

“And how is that?” Jackie asked, looking at Anti with a judgmental look.

“She said she and her friends were at the old theatre outside of town. The theatre is nowhere near Isle Brock!”

“She also said that she saw a bright blue light and suddenly appeared on the island,” The hero spoke again, crossing his arms along his chest in annoyance. “Teleporting exists, you know!”

“I just feel like she’s lying!” Anti exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air out of exasperation. “You know that voice people do when they lie? Yea? She was lying!”

“How can you know that’s not just her normal voice?”

“Because I’m not stupid, Jackie!” Anti exclaimed too loudly, everyone in the room suddenly turning to stare at them.

Jackie sighed, grabbing Anti’s arm and dragging him into the hallway, waiting for his brother to speak up again.

“When have I been wrong about something like this before?!” Anti exclaimed quietly, keeping an eye on the living room door, making sure Callie didn’t walk out and catch their conversation.

“Never. . .?”

“See? Told ya,” Anti claimed, raising his hands up in the air in victory. “So just trust me on this one! If I’m wrong about it, then you can bring me on one of your stupid little hero missions.”

“Fine, I’m believing you. For now,” Jackie sighed, closing his eyes for a second to think. “So, what do we do about it?”

“I don’t know, but we better do something quick.”

The hero nodded, walking away from the demon and into the living room, the hero bumping into Callie on the way through the door.

Little did the two know that the witch had heard their conversation, as well as Anti, Dark and Virgil’s back in the forest, the woman having used a small spell to make her hearing better from the tent.

She planned on doing something with the four she knew didn’t trust her to ensure her and Actor’s plan wouldn’t get ruined.

- - -

“Actor,” Callie said through her phone, pacing back and forth in the back garden of Mark’s house, the girl keeping an eye out on her surroundings, making sure no one was listening. “We have a problem.”

“And that is?”

The witch sighed, knowing the male wouldn’t like hat she was about to say, “Four egos still don’t trust me and two have found out I’m working for you.”

“Curse them!” Actor exclaimed.

“I know, right?”

“I mean, curse them,” Actor said, sounding slightly annoyed at the girl.

“I don’t follow,” Callie said, confused as she stopped in her tracks, watching the back door closely.

Actor sighed, seeming to be doing something in the background as the girl kept hearing noises, “Use one of your witch curses on them.”

“Ah. Right, will do.”

“Be careful, Callie. You’re around some powerful people,” Actor said before hanging up, leaving the blonde standing there with her phone in her hand.

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Callie was currently walking down the halls of the large house, wanting to have a small chat with one of the residence there, which was Virgil.

She stopped in front of the door a few moments later and knocked quietly, the girl hearing a small ‘Come in’, the male most likely thinking it was either Patton or Roman coming in to check on him.

As soon as Virgil saw who it was, his face immediately turned into a scowl as he glared at the blonde-haired girl, muttering out, “Oh, it’s you. . ..”

Callie walked into the room and closed the door, ignoring the small remark the emo had made as she rolled her eyes, staring directly at him as she stopped in the middle of the small room.

“What do you want?” Virgil asked with his arms crossed and an unsure look on his face, just wanting the woman to leave him alone as he would prefer it to be that way at all times.

Callie sighed, ignoring the fact Virgil seemed to be uncomfortable as she raised one of her eyebrows, “Why don’t you trust me? I mean, what did I do for you to not like me?”

“I never said I didn’t trust you.”

“You did,” Callie stated, immediately shutting out what the Side had said, the male sighing as his palms began to sweat, his anxiety rising quite quickly at the situation at hand. “When you were talking with that prince guy, Roman, I think his name is? Anyway, you told him you didn’t trust me.”

Virgil groaned, having enough of this girl as he stood up from his bed and walked over to his window, looking out into the garden to ease his nerves, “I would like it if you left now, but that’s probably not gonna happen.”

“Your right, it won’t,” Callie said, staring at the back of the boys head as she raised her hand, a pink glow starting to cover it, the girl aiming her palm straight to where she was looking. “Hope you said goodbye to your friends.”

“Wha-” Virgil was cut off right as he turned around, the last thing the male seeing was the pink orb being launched at his face, the emo not being fast enough to dodge it as he grunted.

Virgil fell to the ground, his whole body shaking as he looked frantically around the room as if he were surrounded by something.

No one else could see it apart from him. All Virgil could see was eyes, eyes covering the walls, floor and ceiling as well as the furniture in the room. He wanted them to go away so badly, but they were there to stay.

Callie smirked, staring down at the Side before she turned around, making a mental note to check up on the boy sometime later, the first part of her plan being done. Now it was time to mess with the two brothers.

- - -

“Virgil?” Roman called, knocking on his door a few times, but he never got an answer. The prince was confused as the boy would have usually told him to come in by now. After knocking another time, he sighed and opened the door. “Virgil are you-”

Roman widened his eyes, seeing his friend cowering in the corner of the room, his knees pulled up to his chest with sweat covering his face. His eyes looked unfocused and clouded over, the prince walking closer as carefully as he could in case he triggered something.

“Virgil?” Roman asked softly, his eyebrows furrowed in worry as he carefully waved a hand in front of the emo’s face, not getting any reaction.

He then reached both of his arms forward, seeing if him shaking the male’s shoulders would snap him out of whatever trance he was in, but it didn’t. It was like he was completely unaware of anything he did.

“Guys! We need help here!” Roman exclaimed once he realised his efforts weren’t working, the male already hearing footsteps walking down the hall to see what had happened, the boy still trying his best to help Virgil at all.

Soon enough, Logan and Deceit were spotted in the doorway, the two’s eyes widening when they saw Virgil’s state, the other two Side’s hurrying over, Logan being quick to check a pulse and feel Anxiety’s head.

After a moment or so, all of the other residents in the house appeared at the doorway, the rest of the Sander Sides, including Thomas himself, being the first ones to run into the room after seeing what was happening.

Virgil’s whole body seemed to be trembling as if he were freezing, even if the whole house was warm. His jaw was clenched so tight it looked as if his teeth would break if he clenched them any harder while his hair was dishevelled and his eyeshadow ran down his face along with the many tears that followed.

“Virgil?” Logan called, not seeming to get any response from the side, doing exactly what Roman did and waving his hand in front of the other male’s face. Nothing was working as the two doctors pushed past everyone else at the door.

Patton reached his hand forwards, about to touch Virgil’s shoulder to see if he would get a response, but he was held back by Dr Iplier who shook his head at Morality, making Patton frown, turning back to Virgil.

“I vouldn’t advise any physical contact,” Schneep said, crouching down beside Roman who was in front of the emo, the doctor furrowing his eyebrows as he concentrated on Virgil’s body language. “He might be experiencing sensory overload.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Patton asked warily from beside Dr Iplier, tears pouring down his face at a rapid pace, wiping at his eyes as he tried to stop the waterfall coming out of them.

The room was quiet for a few seconds until a pair of footsteps started walking closer to the Side’s and two doctors, Marvin speaking up as he glanced at everyone, “I might know what it is.”

The magician knelt in front of the anxious trait, everyone else moving out of his way so he could examine Virgil’s state, moving his hand so it would hover over the emo’s forehead, “He’s been cursed. It seems to be an overload curse.”

“And what’s that?” Wilford asked, his moustache wiggling as he stood beside Dark, the demon looking stoic as he stared at everyone surrounding the unaware male.

“It’s a curse that heightens your emotions. So in Virgil’s case, his anxiety has been raised to the roof,” Logan filled in with what information he had from reading, Marvin nodding his head, confirming Logan’s facts.

“How do we get rid of it?” Bim asked, his arms crossed along his chest as he stared at the ground, his eyebrows furrowed in worry and concentration.

Dr Iplier sighed, standing up and turning to face everyone that was gathered around the doorway, “The only way to get rid of it is to get the person who placed the spell on him to reverse it.”

“That’s just fucking brilliant!” Yandere exclaimed, holding their arms up in the air out of exasperation, muttering a few things to themself. “We don’t even know who set the spell!”

Anti glanced towards Callie who stood in the back of everyone else, having a great suspicion it was her who set the spell seeing as his senses were never wrong.

Even if he was wrong this time, who cares, right?

“I can try and trace the spell to its owner,” Marvin said, snapping Anti out of his thoughts, the magician looking troubled as he thought of what he had to do.

"I do hope you go {{relatively slow}}, it looks to me like he's about to jump out of a grave," Deceit claimed, pulling at one of his bright yellow gloves as he raising an eyebrow at everyone else in the room.

Marvin nodded, turning to the rest of the people in the room with a serious look on his features, his arms folded as he spoke, “I’ll need quiet, so everyone apart from the Sides and Thomas can leave.”

- - -

As soon as everyone left the room, they had gone into the living room. Anti was standing in the hall, watching as Callie walked out, the demon grabbing her sleeve and pulling her into another room, the girl just letting him do it.

“Confess,” Anti demanded, glaring at the girl who looked unimpressed, Anti’s green eyes glowing the more angry he got. “I know you did that to Virgil.”

“W-what are you talking about?!” The which said, her eyes wide, looking surprised even though she knew why the male pulled her in here.

“Shut up! I know you’re working with Actor!”

Callie stuttered, no proper words coming out of her mouth as Anti stood with his arms crossed, not letting her leave without the answer he wanted, the male not going to stand around and watch her get along with his friends when she did that to Virgil.

“C’mon, you and I both know that you’re faking it. You’ve faked everything you’ve done since you got here,” Anti growled, standing on the complete opposite side of the room that she was at, the woman just raising a perfectly sculpted eyebrow at him.

Callie started quiet for a few minutes, her and Anti seeming to have a staring contest before Callie’s face broke into a smile, the girl laughing as she shook her head which made the male look at her with confusion written all over his face.

“Oh, you are really stupid.”

Anti knitted his eyebrows together before a sharp pain hit his side, electricity soaring through his whole body, a tazer being held to his side.

The glitch groaned, knowing the tazer was set to one of the highest settings as he fell to the ground in pain, Anti spotting a large man standing behind him out of the corner of his eye.

“You’ve walked right into my trap.”

Anti couldn’t move, the tazer temporarily paralyzing his whole body as he lay there, spazzing out, the man that tased him coming into his line of vision, this time holding a bat, looking ready to slam it down onto his skull.

The glitch widened his eyes, trying to move, but it was too late, the last thing he saw was Callie’s smirking face before everything went black.

- - -

Callie walked out of Anti’s room, peeking around the corner before walking along the hall, passing by everyone, thinking she was safe and no one had noticed. The woman did feel a pair of eyes staring at her, the girl walking past Deceit who seemed to be scowling at her.

The witch smirked, seeing Deceit’s cold glare as she skipped past, making eye contact for a split second before she passed, soon entering the kitchen.

She thought no one else noticed her, but she didn’t see Dark and Jackie glaring at the witch from the other side of the hallway.

Before Jackie could follow Callie, Dark grabbed his arm, stopping him from going anywhere before the demon asked to speak with the hero in his office, to which Jackie agreed.

As soon as Dark closed the door, he walked to the other side and stood behind the table, Jackie walking over cautiously as Dark spoke, “Jackie, I fear the new resident of this house has been causing trouble.”

“So do I,” Jackie replied with a sigh as he furrowed his eyebrows, lifting his head up to look at the Iplier. “I saw her walk out of Anti’s room. I don’t know what she was doing in there.”

Dark sighed, seeing the girl do that too, but he didn’t know how to feel about it, finally speaking after a few silent seconds, “We need to check with Anti later, as well. He thinks the same as us.”

The hero nodded and looked around the office noticing it looked like the one in ‘Markiplier TV’, Jackie leaning on the wall to Dark’s left, “We should confront her. It’s the only thing we can do because some of the others are trusting her and we don’t want to start any drama, so we'd have to do it alone.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Dark stated. “If any of the others find out that we have been confronting her, they will, most likely, say we are cold-hearted people because we don’t trust her. They are too gullible for their own good.”

Jackie hummed, agreeing with the dark ego as he stared at the ground, biting his lip in thought, “We need to get Anti and see if he knows what to do. He’ll give us an idea, he always has one.”

Dark nodded and walked out of the office with Jackie following behind him, the two having to walk all the way around to the other side of the house to get to the glitches room.

They got to Anti’s room around five minutes later, having bumped into multiple other egos/sides that wanted to talk to them, but they had to tell them now wasn’t the time.

Jackie then raised his fist, glancing over at Dark who looked back expectantly, the hero knocking three times before speaking, “Anti, can we come in?”

No response.

“Anti?” Jackie asked again, furrowing his eyebrows as he looked at Dark once again, the demon motioning to open the door, to which the hero did. Anti wasn’t in his room, the room being dark as the light wasn’t on and the curtains weren’t open, which was normal. “He must be in the living room then.”

Dark swiftly turned around and walked off in the direction of the living room, Jackie asking a few people he passed if they knew where Anti went, but they didn’t.

“Have any of you guys seen Anti?” Jackie questioned as soon as he caught up with Dark who seemed to be looking for the glitch, the two only receiving a ‘no’ from everybody.

The two grew confused before they realised it, Jackie looked at Dark as he nodded his head in the direction of Callie, both of them knowing it had something to do with her as she was in Anti’s room not too long ago.

“Follow me,” Dark ordered, walking back out of the living room with his hands clasped behind his back, leading Jackie into Anti’s room to look around. “See anything?”

Jackie started rummaging through Anti’s room, opening the curtains and turning on the light to help him.

The window was wide open, which surprised the two of them as Anti hated having his window open. He looked for a few more minutes, but couldn’t find anything, the hero turning back to the demon who was also looking.

“Nothing,” Jackie sighed, about to walk past Dark and out of the room, but he decided to skim the room one last time, the ego seeing something under Anti’s bed, making him confused. “Wait, what’s that?”

Jackie walked to Anti’s bed and crouched down to look under it, Dark standing right beside the hero as he reached his hand in and grabbed the object.

A taser.

“What. . ..” Jackie whispered before getting back up and handing the taser to Dark who inspected it, flipping it around in his hands to see if he could spot anything on it.

“We need to ask someone to check for fingerprints,” Dark said, giving up on looking at the object, the two turning to the door. “Perhaps Logan would be the person to do it.”

- - -

“Why would you need me to do this?” Logan asked sceptically, Dark handing the taser to him with a hard glare, Logan not being told anything on the matter so far.

Dark sighed, shaking his head at Jackie who nodded, the demon speaking up, “We will tell you in due course. Right now, this is important.”

Logan nodded, staring at the two suspiciously before he turned around, “I would appreciate it if you gave me quiet while I do this, and by that, I mean get out.”

Before Dark could say anything else, Jackie pulled him out of Logic’s room, the two going to do their normal stuff until Logan came back to them with the results.

Chapter Text

Actor had a new plan, so his first thought was to call Callie. He quickly took his phone out of his pocket and dialled her number, it ringing for a few moments until the girl finally picked up.

“Hello?”

“Callie, I have a plan,” Actor stated, pacing up and down the room he was in, eagerness lacing his voice.

“Another one?” The girl sighed, pausing for a moment before replying. “Alright, tell me.”

“I’m gonna need you to open a window in Dark’s office without being noticed. I’m gonna sneak in and wait for him,” Actor filled in after he stopped moving about, a wide smirk on his face.

Callie sighed, not knowing how that would work with so many people catching onto her schemes already, but she would try anyway, “It’ll be hard, but I’ll try.”

“I need you to do something with that hero as well. When you’ve done that, call me and I’ll tell you what to do next.”

“Will do,” Callie answered before hanging up and looking around the room that Mark let her stay in until she wanted to leave. “Now it’s time to open that window.”

- - -

Callie walked around casually, making sure no one was around and Dark wasn’t in his office before slipping through the door, closing it as quietly as she could.

The witch looked at a window before she walked up to it, trying to open it, but it was locked. She sighed in frustration and looked around the room, noticing a compartment underneath the table.

She opened it, seeing a range of keys. She grabbed them from the drawer, the keys all being on one key ring, making her annoyed as she had to try every one that was there.

Callie tried to be as quiet as she possibly could with all of the keys jingling with every step she took. She tried all of the small keys, none of them working so far until she got to the last one that would fit, the key sliding into the lock.

She twisted the key, the window unlocking, the girl pushing it opened further. She took the keys and walked over to the compartment and opened it, putting them back in their original place.

The door of the office opened as Callie was still in the room, the witch not being able to move anywhere as Bim walked into the room.

“What are you doing in here?” He asked, not expecting the girl to be there, his arms folded as his left eyebrow raised.

“Oh! I was just. . .. looking for Dark,” Callie replied, having to think for a second for an excuse, pursing her lips as she internally cringed.

Bim stared at her for a few seconds, obviously not believing her, but he smiled at her all the same, “Well, he’s in the living room, if that helps.”

Callie hurriedly walked past the Iplier and into the living room, going to ask Dark how long she was allowed to stay in the house so Bim wouldn’t get any more suspicious.

When she finished talking to Dark, who seemed to hate her presence, she returned to her room and took out her phone.

‘I’ve opened the window’ She texted to Actor, having to wait a few moments for a reply from the man.

‘Great. Take care of that hero now’.

‘Will do’.

- - -

The Jim twins and King were wandering around the halls, trying to find Dark, for what reason? We don’t know.

They walked into Dark’s office seeing as that was the first place anyone would look for the demon, but they were taken aback when they saw Actor sitting on the far chair.

The three froze, all petrified when they spotted the guy that was hunting them sitting in the office, King gulping as he glanced around.

The door slammed behind them, a large, muscly man standing there and guarding the door, glaring down at the three Ipliers.

“Ah! Didn’t expect you three to be here,” Actor said, standing up as he clasped his hands together, a small, wicked smile plastered on his face. “Well, looks like I’ll have a few more captives now.”

Suddenly, the man behind the three, plus two others that the three hadn’t seen, tried to grab them, but they bolted in different directions, King jumping up onto the table and the Jim twins running either side of it.

That didn’t stop the three from getting grabbed by a few men, though, Actor walking up to them slowly, watching as they struggled to get free from the men’s death grips.

“Say hello to that glitch when you get there.”

- - -

Dark walked through the halls briskly and stopped in front of his office door, opening it and walking inside, shutting the door behind him. Dark looked up and saw none other than Actor himself.

“How the hell did you get in here?” Dark growled, clenching his hand around the cane he always brought with him, the man’s aura lashing out, the red more than blue.

“Dark, it’s okay! I mean no harm!” Actor replied, holding his hands up from the other side of the room, trying to look as innocent as he could.

“That’s bullshit,” Dark swore, glaring at Actor as he slowly walked towards the demon who kept his guard up.

Actor sighed, expecting this attitude from the other Iplier, “Dark, let me talk to you. I need to tell you something important.”

Dark looked around, noticing there where multiple men scattered around the room, the demon raising his eyebrows as he gave in, a scowl on his face as he spoke, “Fine. You have five minutes.”

- - -

“Jackie,” Came Logan’s voice behind the hero, who turned around in surprise, the Septic relaxing when he saw it was just Logic.

“Yea?”

“I’ve found who the fingerprints belong to and I don’t think you’ll like it.”

~

Logan quickly led Jackie to his room after telling him what he found, closing the door so no one would know what they were doing.

“Here,” Logan said, pointing to a computer screen showing the results of the test, Jackie widening his eyes.

On the screen, it had information written on it as well as a picture.

What it read was, ‘Callie Monroe, Age 27, born July 19th, 1992’. It also shows a clear picture of Callie, the same one that was in the household.

“Are you going to tell me what’s happening, now?” Logan inquired, already having a small idea about it, but he wanted to make sure he was right by asking the hero.

Jackie sighed, seeing no point in hiding it from Logan as he had done this for them, “Me, Anti, Dark and I’m pretty sure Virgil, Bim, Yandere and Deceit have all suspected that Callie is a spy of Actors.”

“I’ve thought that myself,” Logan claimed, shrugging as he glanced at his computer. “Her story doesn’t add up and she’s been acting suspiciously ever since she got here.”

Jackie nodded and filled the logical side in with anything he missed, but he knew mostly everything seeing as he was Logic itself.

- - -

“What did you want to talk about?”

Actor looked at Dark, putting a fake frightened face on, which made the demon furrow his eyebrows, not expecting that reaction, “Dark, it wasn’t me who made them weapons.”

“What?” Dark questioned, not knowing if he should believe him or not, his mind swaying between options.

“Someone has been disguised as me.”

“So a shapeshifter?” Dark questioned, in doubt that Actor would let this happen seeing as he was usually stealthy about things.

“Yea! Yea, exactly. Look, I need your help to get him away,” Actor said, a hopeful yet mischievous look in his eyes, to which Dark didn’t catch as he was staring at the table.

“Why did you bring them,” Dark sighed as he looked towards the men, glaring around at them all who sent one back.

“Just in case you tried to attack me.”

Dark nodded, still doubtful about the situation at hand as his hands clasped together in front of him.

“Still don’t believe me?” Actor sighed, Dark shaking his head in response, still weighing his options out. “Maybe this will make you.”

Dark, already suspecting of this scenario happening, ducked, catching a glimpse of a baseball bat that swung past right where his head was.

“Clever,” Muttered Dark, the demon turning around swiftly and impaling the man who held the baseball bat with his cane, striking him right through his heart, the man’s mouth filling with blood as he fell to the ground, blood pooling around Dark’s feet. “But not clever enough.”

The Iplier Demon swiftly turned around, spotting a knife that the other man in the room was holding, about to strike Dark with it.

Dark only smirked, grabbing the knife’s blade, paying no mind to the edges digging into his skin and he clenched his fist, the knife blade shattering to pieces.

The Iplier’s aura then ripped out, encasing the man that Dark was facing, sickening cracks being heard from his body. Actor’s henchman fell to the ground, his body being twisted in inhumane ways as Dark just stared at it, a tainted smirk playing on his face.

Actor, in an act of shock, took the baseball bat that was on the ground, swinging it at Dark, only for the latter to catch it before it hit his head. Dark turned slowly towards Actor, his eyes flickering between a pitch-black, blue and green every few seconds.

“You’ve lost.. ,” Dark gowled out, throwing the bat to the ground, the demon’s eyebrows pinching together slightly as he watched Actor grin from ear to ear.

“Oh, you really think so?”

Suddenly, Dark was hit over the head with something hard, everything going black, Dark just barely seeing Actor’s devious smirk and one other person he hadn’t remembered being there.

- - -

Anti woke up with a groan, looking around and seeing he was in some sort of supply room, four other people tied up around him, the Septic squinting his eyes in an attempt to see who, but it didn’t work.

“You’re finally awake,” Came Actor’s voice, Anti abruptly moving his head in the direction of the voice, the demon snarling at him.

Anti tried to move but noticed he was gagged and tied up along with the other four he could now recognise as King, the Jim twins and Dark.

‘How the fuck did Dark get kidnapped?’ Anti thought to himself, not believing the Iplier ego would let himself get taken, great suspicion taking over his senses.

Anti then looked back up, noticing Actor walking closer to him, the glitch glaring at him in hatred.

“I’ve got a deal for you,” Actor said, stopping right in front of him and leaning down, now right in front of his face. “I want you to join me. If you do, you won’t get hurt, but if you don’t, I’ll make you suffer.”

Anti pretended to think about it, already knowing he was going to say no, humming to himself as he stared upwards.

“I’ll give you a minute to decide,” Actor said, leaving the room in a brisk manner, seeming to be busy with something else.

Anti looked around once more when Actor backed off, finding the man’s phone on a nearby table. He thought, trying to find a way to use it to get them out of here.

Anti gathered his energy, temporarily glitching into the phone and sending a message to Callie saying, ‘I need you to drop all plans. Undo the curse on Virgil’.

‘Why?’

‘Because I said so, now do it’.

‘If you insist,’ the witch replied, making Anti snicker to himself, glancing over at the other four to see if they were okay for a brief moment.

Anti smirked in victory as he got back into reality after deleting the messages, not wanting Actor to find out what he did too soon.

Although, after he did that, he tried to glitch himself and the others in the room out, but nothing worked.

Anti then groaned, feeling the same magic that was in the cabin around the walls of the room he was in, meaning Callie put up a spell to stop anyone from using their powers in this room.

He glanced at the others in the area, rolling his eyes at them before looking around to see if he could get something to escape.

Chapter Text

The Egos and Sides that were gathered around looked at each other, each sharing the same confused look before they turned back to Marvin.

“So you’re telling us that the person that cursed Virgil is in this house?” Bim questioned, fixing the cuffs of his shirt before he crossed his arms, his glasses moving as he scrunched his nose in disarray.

“Exactly,” Marvin said with a nod of his head, looking around at the crowd as he started thinking about who it could be, but, to his knowledge, he was the only person able to use magic in the household.

“But who else can perform magic apart from you?” Chase questioned, putting his hat back on after he took it off to ruffle his hair a bit, the dad then standing with his hands resting on his hips.

Marvin shrugged his shoulders, expecting this to be the very first question he would be asked, “I have no clue. Whoever cursed him must’ve put a minor masking spell. I can’t figure out who exactly did it.”

Roman sighed, annoyed as he couldn’t go too close to Virgil as the doctor’s had told everyone it could cause a panic attack they wouldn’t be able to help with seeing as he wasn’t exactly conscious, “Who would have a grudge against Virgil?!”

As the conversation went on, Logan and Jackie both had the same question stuck in their heads. Where was Callie? They both knew it was Callie who did this but didn’t say anything as no one would believe them.

The only people they were positive would believe them were the ones who already distrusted the girl - which wasn't that many of them.

“Where’s King and the Jim’s?” Patton suddenly asked, snapping everyone out of their thoughts and conversations, the group looking around to discover the three were gone.

“And Dark and Anti,” Yandere added, being the only person to notice the two demon’s disappearance, but the two going missing wasn’t abnormal as they would usually go off and hang out with their demon friends, mostly Die, Blank and Mare.

“Relax!” Remus said, holding his hands up with a dirty grin on his face as his eyes widened in what seemed to be excitement. “Those two demons are probably hiding away from you morons! Or just fucking. We can all sense the sexual tension when they enter the room!”

Jackie sighed, shaking his head as he pulled his phone out of his pocket, dialling Anti’s number. The Septic held the device up to his ear, standing there for a few seconds before pulling the device away from his face, scrunching his eyebrows together when he heard a distant ringing of a mobile phone from a different room.

He started walking down the halls, following the noise as it grew louder and louder, Jackie soon standing outside if his brother’s room.

The phone was buzzing on top of the demons bed, the other Septic not having seen that before when he and Dark inspected the room.

Jackie picked up the phone as soon as he reached the bed, looking at the screen and reading the caller ID that he soon found out was himself, the man pressing the ‘decline’ button.

Jackie turned around and saw everyone else standing behind him, the hero’s eyes widening as he looked down at the device's lock screen.

He then held up the phone to everyone, the screen showing Anti, Dark, the Jim twins and King all sitting in chairs, but if you looked close enough, you could see the ropes tying them down.

The Egos and Sides widened their eyes, glancing worriedly at their friends, everyone being ready to attack whoever had done all of this.

When someone was just about to speak up, a groan was heard from the doorway of Anti’s room, everyone turning around to see a weak-looking Virgil leaning against the door frame with sweat running down his forehead, “What the hell happened?”

- - -

Callie looked down at her phone when it buzzed, seeing a text from Actor. She unlocked the device and read the text as she would usually do, expecting the message to be something about the plan.

′Drop all of your plans. Undo the curse on Virgil.′

Callie looked confused as she stared down at her phone, the girl biting her lip in confusion before typing a quick reply, ‘Why?’

‘Why would he ask me to do that? All of our progress will be lost if I do this’, she thought, standing up while looking down at her phone, pacing the room she was in.

Another buzz came from the phone. As she looked down, Callie thought she saw a glitch on her screen, but it was gone as soon as she caught a glimpse. The girl thought this was suspicious but soon forgot about it as she read the text.

‘Because I said so, now do it.’

The witch, although confused, sent, ‘If you insist’, and walked out of the room she was staying in, heading towards Virgil’s, knowing everyone else was in a meeting and she wouldn’t get caught.

The girl quietly opened the door and stepped inside the purple walled room, closing the door behind her. The blonde approached the Anxious Trait and knelt in front of him, carefully placing her hand on his cold forehead.

She chanted something in Latin three times before Virgil gasped and opened his eyes wide, frantically looking around the room. Callie used her magic to teleport out and into her own personal space within the house, making sure she wasn’t spotted by the Side.

- - -

Actor stalked back into the room and stood in front of Anti, taking the gag out of his mouth, staring at the glitch intently, “Have you made a decision yet? Are you going to join me, or am I going to have to hurt you?”

“Looks like your going to have to hurt me,” Anti said, looking straight into the villain’s eyes, a smirk plastered on his face as his whole body glitched a bit.

Actor’s facial expression changed from gleeful to anger-filled, his mouth forming a large scowl, “Oh really? Well, let’s see what I can do to you to make you regret your decision.”

Actor raised his fist high before sending it straight down on Anti’s jaw, the glitch demon’s head snapping to the side, the man laughing hysterically in response.

“That all you got?” The glitch spat, glaring at the Iplier as Actor walked over to a table full of glowing blue weapons and some normal ones too, the demon raising his left eyebrow in interest.

Actor hummed, running his hand over the multiple weapon choices in front of him before he picked up an item and turned towards Anti, his eyes sparkling with a psychotic excitement.

He walked towards Anti with a G-clamp in his hands, making the glitch more confused as to why he had that. Although it wasn’t one of the weapons made for killing him, it would hurt him in some way, thought Actor.

Actor smirked as he saw the confused look on Anti’s face, the Iplier standing in front of the demon for a few seconds before he replied, “Confused? Well, why don’t I show you what I’ll do with this?”

Anti clenched his jaw, watching as Actor stood beside him, placing the G-clamp on the arm of the chair the demon was sitting on.

The Septic widened his eyes as Actor began to close the ‘weapon’, the metal getting closer and closer to his arm, Anti trying to wiggle away.

“You’re plan is to break my arm?” Anti seethed out, looking up as he glared at the Iplier. “I’ll just heal straight away since it isn’t one of your ‘special weapons’.”

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“Oh, I know,” Actor spoke, stopping the G-clamp right before it touched Anti’s arm, the male standing up, moving closer to the demon until they were face-to-face. “But it won’t heal if I don’t move this away. I’ll simply leave it there in your arm.”

Just as Anti was about to open his mouth to speak, Actor closed the G-clamp hard on the demon’s lower arm, a sickening crack coming from his bone.

“Fuck!” Anti yelled in pain, closing his eyes tightly, opening them to see the villain walk away from him, continuing to survey over the weapons he had.

“Now you’re going to have to put up with that thing digging into you,” Actor hummed, picking up various weapons from the table before he would set them back down. “You won’t be able to heal until I take it away.”

“Fuck you,” Anti spat out, biting the inside of his cheek, trying not to focus on his arm, which, at this point, was pretty hard not to do. “Just because I don’t join your side, you decide to break my arm?! I’d say that’s overreacting.”

“Say’s the one who’s murdered hundreds,” Actor shot back, the demon behind him pursing his lips, his eyes widening. “You really think you could get away with such things as that?”

“Don’t act like you’ve never killed anyone, you’re not so innocent,” Anti growled, his eyes glowing green as he stared at the back of Actor’s head, the latter humming in response.

“And you’ll be my next victim if you don’t shut up, Antisepticeye.”

Anti did nothing but huff, swallowing quietly as he watched Actor pick up a gun and a knife.

“You gonna shoot me again?” Anti spoke, raising a single eyebrow at the male. “You know, I-”

BANG

Anti got cut off by a gunshot, the demon yelling out in pain as he felt the bullet tear through the skin and into his left shoulder, his right arm moving as he shuffled about, causing the pain to double as the bone was completely split in two.

“I told you to shut up,” Actor spoke nonchantingly, smirking as he watched Anti’s shoulder pour out blood, the crimson liquid seeping through his shirt. “Seems to me that you don’t mind getting hurt.”

Anti kept his mouth shut, watching as Actor stalked around his chair, circling him as a lion would to its pray.

“I have one last proposition for you,” Actor said, speaking up after five minutes of silence, his footsteps quieting down as he stopped walking.

The villain, with the knife in hand, ran it along Anti’s face in a threatening manner, “You join me and them four over there,” Actor started, pointing the knife in the direction of the Ipliers in the room. “They live. If you refuse, however, you die, but, they have to watch it all happen. So, what is it?”

Anti sucked in a deep breath, looking at Dark, King and the Jim twins from across the room, the male closing his eyes briefly before glaring at Actor once more, “You can go kiss my arse. I’ll never join you even if that means I die.”

“Fair enough,” Actor said, leaning away from the Septiceye Demon, glancing at the other four and walking up to them.

Actor then proceeded to slap each of them, ultimately waking them up. Dark, as soon as he saw Actor, growled, glaring as he watched the villain walk away.

“Good to see you’re all awake!” Actor exclaimed, sending a sinister look towards the two Jim’s and King, the three cowering away in the chair, the evil Iplier walking and standing behind Anti. “You all ready to witness your friend’s execution?”

“Good luck with that,” Dark spoke, raising an eyebrow at Actor. “Do you know how many times I’ve tried to kill him in the past? There’s no way you can if I can’t.”

“Way to hype me up, Damien,” Actor smirked, taking the knife he held and plunging it into Anti’s abdomen, making the Septic clench his jaw but not letting out any sound.

“I could slit your throat again,” Actor hummed, taking the knife out of the demon’s side and tracing it along the already open cut that was leaking out blood on his neck. “Maybe that’ll do something.”

“I really doubt it,” Anti snarled out, Actor’s head directly behind his, the Septiceye smirking before he threw his head backwards, headbutting the villain.

Actor groaned as he stumbled backwards, King letting out a small laugh at this, the former turning his head to glare at him.

“Do you think that’s funny?!” Actor exclaimed, Dark smirking at the man before replying: “Of course he did. You heard him laugh, didn’t you?”

“Stay out of this,” Actor spoke harshly, Dark keeping his smirk on his face.

“What’re you gonna do?” Anti asked, looking over at the villain who snarled, aiming his gun at the Septic again, Anti just giggling at that response.

BANG

Another bullet was shot at Anti, this time on the right side of his chest, the demon groaning in pain once again, the veins in the side of his head popping out as he clenched his left fist, the thick crimson blood already seeping through his shirt just as the last one did.

“Fuck you,” Anti spat out, breathing heavily as he coughed, blood spurting out of his mouth as he did so.

“I’ll break your other arm if you aren’t careful!” Actor exclaimed, eyeing the G-clamp that still dug into the demon’s arm, Dark grimacing slightly at it, Anti’s bone being completely out of place, looking almost like a step.

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“I’d like to see you try,” Anti fired back, a fierce look on his face as he stared at Actor, challenging him.

Actor began to walk towards Anti, getting ready to hurt him again until his phone went off, the Iplier grumbling under his breath before he turned and left the room, answering the call.

Anti let out a deep breath, relaxing against his chair slightly, immediately grimacing at the slight movement, everywhere he had been hurt now hurting even more.

“Wouldn’t be surprised if you passed out soon,” Dark remarked, raising a single eyebrow at the other demon who hummed, the two Jim’s and King looking highly concerned for the Septic Ego.

"You don't seem to be bothered at Anti's condition," King spoke, his eyes wide as he looked at Anti's bloody state.

"Why would I?" Dark asked, clearing his throat as he cracked his neck. "He'll be fine as soon as we get out of this place."

“Are you okay?” Cameraman Jim asked quietly after Dark had spoke, Reporter Jim nodding along as Anti sighed.

“Does it look like I’m okay?” Anti scowled, clenching his jaw after he moved, the pain he was feeling at the moment too much, his vision beginning to become black, Anti groaning before his head fell forwards, unconscious.

Chapter Text

Callie was strolling about in the halls of the house when her phone started ringing in her pocket, the witch grabbing the device before accepting the incoming call, which was from Actor.

“Hello?”

“Callie, report on the plan,” Actor ordered, Callie being able to sense delight in his voice, the girl furrowing her eyebrows at the man.

“What do you mean ‘report on the plan’?” Callie asked, confused as to why Actor was asking this when he told her to drop all plans just yesterday, the girl opening her bedroom door to get privacy while on the call as she closed it.

The witch heard Actor give out an irritated sigh, both being completely silent for around thirty seconds before Actor spoke up, “Did you take care of that hero?”

Now Callie was even more confused as she furrowed her eyebrows further, the girl taking a deep breath before replying, “But you told me to drop all of my plans and undo the curse I did on that emo kid.”

There was silence on the other side of the line, Actor being in deep thought as Callie heard his pacing footsteps from her phone.

All movement then stopped from the man until it finally clicked, Actor speaking up, “Callie did you see any glitches on your screen when you saw that message?”

“Uh, I don- Wait. Yea, there was a weird, green glitch on my screen.”

“Goddammit,” Actor muttered, Callie just now realising what had happened as she rolled her eyes. “It was Anti that sent that message. Did you already undo the curse?”

“Yea, I did it as soon as I saw the text.”

“Alright. Can you stay in that house for a little longer? Just so that if they make a plan you can tell me.”

“Yea, I’ll do it.”

Actor then hung up, starting to walk towards the room he was keeping the four Ipliers and Anti, the man slamming the door behind him, making the Ipliers immediately look towards him.

Dark grunted, trying to get out of the restraints, but couldn’t as Callie had put a spell on them before she left, otherwise, Dark would have escaped long ago.

The two Jim’s and King just sat there, glancing around with panic evident on their face’s as they knew they weren’t strong enough to break out or face Actor in a fight.

“I see you four are still awake,” Actor said, Dark stopping his actions just to give the villain a cold glare, the other three just staring with horror-filled expressions as Actor grinned widely.

“Go fuck yourself,” Dark spat with a scowl on his face, resulting in Actor punching the dark ego, Dark just chuckling in response, not feeling that much pain from it.

Actor immediately turned to the other three straight after Dark had stopped laughing, Actor beginning to stride towards the three who were clearly terrified out of their minds.

“Don’t go near them,” Dark spoke with venom clear in his voice, not wanting any fellow Iplier egos to get injured as he struggled against the ropes, even more, a burning sensation starting to form at his wrists where the rope was rubbing against his skin.

Actor hummed, stopping in his tracks, the Jim’s and King just two steps away from him, the three shaking in fear as they weren’t cut out for these types of things, “And why should I do that? What’re you going to do?”

“I’m going to break you into pieces when I get out of here!” Dark yelled, trying to break the restraints as he pulled at them with most of his strength, which still didn’t seem to be working.

Actor stood and thought for a few moments before a smirk came over his facial features, the man slowly continuing to walk towards the Jim’s and King.

“I said don’t go near them!” Dark growled out, his aura snapping out, Actor whistling at the fierceness himself, Actor saying: “Looks like Celine and Damien aren’t happy.”

“Of course they aren’t happy,” Dark growled out, his aura settling down slightly as his eyes flashed between black, blue and red.

Actor hummed, walking over to Anti’s unconscious body and placing a hand on the demon’s shoulder, “You’ll all end up like this if you aren’t careful.”

“Why did you even do that to him?” King spoke up, looking at Actor with the best glare he could muster.

“He refused to join me and my plans,” Actor stated simply. “I’d say it was a fair punishment. But, he’ll be joining me no matter what.”

“And how do you plan on doing that?” Dark asked fiercely, knowing Anti wouldn’t just join him as he was a stubborn ego and you couldn’t even talk to him without some trouble.

“I’m going to brainwash him.“.

“How?” Dark questioned, looking at him with curiosity and disbelief, the demon not believing Actor as the latter walked over to the table of weapons. “It’s nearly impossible.”

Actor hummed as he stopped at the table, picking up a gun with light blue in certain areas of it, “I’ll just simply use this. There is a chip inside that will be lodged inside his brain. He’ll be my minion. And so will you.”

Actor started walking towards Anti while Dark shouted in protest, not doing much as Actor now stood behind the Septic, one hand gripping the demon’s hair while the other held the gun to his temple.

The man pulled the trigger and only a small click was heard, a chip now being inserted into Anti’s brain.

“Your turn,” Actor said, smiling maliciously as he walked towards King, the man glancing over to the other man in the room. “Hold his head still.”

A man that was hidden in the corner of the room walked forwards, standing behind King, the man seizing the Iplier’s head with a death grip, the King of the Squirrels struggling in the man’s grasp.

Actor did the same process as he did with Anti, but this time King started screaming as the thing was creating a painful pressure inside his head. The screaming lasted about two minutes as Dark held his eyes closed tightly, his fists clenched as they rested on the arm of the chair, tied by the ropes.

The man then let King’s head go, the Iplier slumping down in the chair as soon as he had stopped screaming, the chip starting to take control of his brain slowly.

The man then moved behind Cameraman Jim, Actor quickly shaking his head at his henchman, “We’ll not do anything to them. They’re useless.”

The man nodded and moved to behind Dark, Dark’s head now being held still, not being able to move it as the man held it. He could feel the gun like thing on his temple, bracing himself for the pain.

Dark didn’t even try to struggle as he had being doing that since he woke up, and it wasn’t working, his eyes still clenched tightly as he waited.

The pain came as soon as he heard the click, but it was more painful than the dark ego had anticipated, Dark screaming as the chip entered his brain, the demon being in pain for little time as it only lasted for about thirty seconds, Dark slumping down in his chair like the other two.

Actor smirked a malicious smile once again, setting the gun on the table once again, turning to his henchman, “Have you sent the picture of Anti to the others? Yes? Good.”

- - -

Mark, Jack and Thomas had all got a message sent to them by email, which was quite weird as they never usually got random emails from random people unless it was spam.

When they all checked what was sent, they found a picture, the picture being censored and saying; {{This picture may be triggering for some people. Click the image to see without blurring.}}

Before any of them opened it, they looked at who sent it. ‘Unknown’

They all clicked the image in their separate rooms, not knowing anyone else had got the email other than them, Jack and the others having to close the picture as soon as they saw what was happening.

The picture was horrific. Anti’s bloodied up body was now on all of their minds, Dark, the Jims and King being spotted in the back of it.

Jack ran out of his room, quickly entering Mark’s with a sick look on his face, his skin tone paler than usual, the man also seeing Thomas sitting on Mark’s bed with a disgusted look on his face.

“Did you get the picture, too?” They all said at once, all nodded their heads afterwards. Jack had tears streaming down his face.

One of his egos could be dead for all he knew and he couldn’t do anything about it.

As a few minutes passed, the egos and sides could sense the stress all of their creators had, which made them all worried as they went looking for them. They finally found Mark, Jack and Thomas gathered in Mark’s room.

They opened the door to see Jacks tear stricken face and the other two with both horrified and worried looks on their faces.

“What’s wrong?” Patton asked, walking towards Jack to comfort him, which the Irishman was thankful for as he was pulled into a hug but Morality.

Jack couldn’t speak as he let out a sob, covering his mouth after Patton let go of the hug, all of the Septic egos crowding around Jack, trying to comfort him, which wasn’t working unless JJ was talking to him.

Thomas sighed, glancing at both Mark and Jack before looking at the others who were now paying their full attention to the Viner, “We got sent a picture. It’s Anti.”

“What about Anti?” Yandere asked, staring at the three intently as Mark walked towards his ego, handing his phone to them with a sad look on his face.

After a few short seconds, Mark spoke up saying, “I’ll pass my phone out to everyone. If you don’t want to see it, then you don’t have to”

~

Everyone was now sitting in the living room, crowded around Mark’s couch.

All of Jack’s egos had tears either streaming down their faces, or tears brimming the corners of their eyes, along with Patton, who had hidden his face the entire time in Logic’s shoulder, Logan and Virgil both comforting the other Side.

Everyone else had widened eyes, not believing what they were shown.

Jackie’s hands were clenched by his side as he stood up and began to walk towards the front door, being stopped when Wilford stood and asked, “Where are you going? And can I come along? I’m sick of being stuck in this house.”

The hero had the door already opened as he glanced back to glace at everyone else, a hard glare resided on his face as a scowl came over him.

Jackie shook his head at the pink-haired Iplier.

“I’m going to kill that son of a bitch.”

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Callie was walking around the halls with her phone in her hand, ready to call Actor and warn him about Jackie, an arm suddenly grabbing her wrist as she was about to dial his number, the witch being pulled into the closest room.

“Hey! What the hell!” she yelled, watching as the person grabbed her phone before they threw it at the closest wall, the phone shattering to beyond repair.

The witch looked up to see Logan with an angry look on his face, glaring right at her, his jaw clenched so tight Callie thought his teeth were about to shatter.

“I know you are working with Actor. Just confess, it’s obvious,” Logan stated, staring at her right in her eyes as he crossed his arms, the Side looking stern, but more than usual.

Callie just looked right back at him with a confused look in her eyes, Logan not falling for it as he was too smart for things like this, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Logan rolled his eyes with a growl, towering over the girl before saying with a dangerous tone, “Tell me or I’ll do something I definitely won’t regret.”

Callie, actually being scared of logic’s empty threat, took a small step back, “Fine! I’m working with Actor! Just, don’t hurt me.”

Logan smirked in victory, walking out of the room as he started looking for Deceit, wanting to share the news as the snake also hadn’t trusted Callie but had decided to stay quiet about it, the witch being left standing in the room.

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Jackie was now in front of the abandoned theatre, knowing this was where Actor was as he scanned his surroundings, spotting multiple men guarding the area, the hero looking for a way to get in without being caught.

He quickly detected a broken window two stories up, jumping down from the tree he was camping in before he stealthily walked to the side of the building, looking up and estimating how much strength he would need to get there.

Jackie took a few steps back before he ran at the wall, running up it as far as he could before jumping and grasping onto the windowsill, his hands slipping slighting before he got a good grip.

He pulled himself up, crouching in the small area the window should have been and looked around.

As Jackie looked around, he spotted more men standing around inside the theatre, all of them holding a glowing weapon of some sort, the Septic assuming they were the weapons designed to kill them all seeing as he had seen them in the underground bunker.

The hero looked around the area once more, spotting a few beams he could jump on from his position at the window, Jackie bracing himself as he took a deep breath.

He looked around and made sure no one would be able to notice him before he leapt from the window and onto a low hanging beam.

His hands grabbed onto the bar, the hero dangling there before he pulled himself up, resuming a crouching position on the beam.

Jackie did that once more but was now on a higher support bar and more in the dark, no one being able to see him unless they were close enough, or took attention to detail.

He scouted out the area from there, trying to find anything that could cause a distraction for the henchmen that were littered around the place.

The hero suddenly whipped his head around when a door opened, Actor and a few other men coming out of a room, the door immediately closing behind them with a bang.

Jackie sat there for a few more moments, thinking that he should investigate the room Actor exited from first, the hero thinking the Jim’s, King, Dark and Anti were in there.

Jackie found a small stone sitting on the beam beside him, the hero reaching over and picking it up, throwing it at a window at the other side of the theatre, making a loud smashing sound, everyone immediately running towards it.

This gave Jackie a chance to jump down from the beam and quicky run in the direction of the room, stopping to quietly open the door.

Jackie silently walked into the room, shutting the door behind him before venturing into the room.

He looked around for a light switch, turning it on and widening his eyes when he saw all of them sitting tied up, Dark with a bruise on his right cheekbone and Anti with multiple wounds.

Jackie started walking closer to the group, the Jim’s starting to wake up again with panicked expressions on their faces as the hero kept walking forward.

Jackie looked around for something to help take the ropes off of them, grabbing a stray knife on the floor and cutting the ropes that bound the Jim’s to their chairs.

Jackie quickly took off the cloth around their mouths, his eyebrows furrowed in worry as he said, “Help me get these three untied and home.”

Jackie handed knives to the two boys, taking another that was lying around and untieing Anti while the other two untied Dark and King.

“C’mon, follow me,” The hero whispered, picking up his brother and looking out the door before signalling to the twins to follow.

They stopped in a dark corner so that no one would notice them, Jackie saying again, “Okay. I need you two to follow me and don’t do anything else. Got it?”

The two Jim’s nodded, following Jackie who was walking as stealthily as he could while carrying someone to a broken down door, Jackie glancing around before exiting the theatre.

"Hey!" The three heard to their right, the hero and two Iplier's heads snapping in the direction, spotting three of Actor's henchmen standing outside. "Don't move! Bring them back here!"

One of the three yelled, Jackie's eyes widening before he glanced at the Jim twins, mouthing the word 'run' to them.

The Jims then took off as fast as they could while carrying the other Iplier's on their backs, the three that had caught them sneaking out starting to yell back at them.

Jackie then ran as fast as he could after the Iplier's, gunshots being heard in the distance as he continued on, jumping over anything that was in his way.

The three sighed, carrying the unconscious people into the forest as it was the nearest place to find a place to hide.

As soon as they got into the forest, Jackie knew exactly where to go to get back to the house, the male having memorised the place during the small amount of time he had been staying at Mark's house.

The hero tightened his grip on Anti’s limp body, trudging through the woods with the twins beside him, hoping to get the others to help as the latter two started a conversation to try and cut the silence.

~

Jackie sighed in relief when he finally saw the back of the house, speed walking with the Jim’s by his side. The hero knocked on the door, Google opening it with a bored expression until he saw who it was, the android’s eyes flashing a vibrant blue before going back to normal.

Google took Dark out of cameraman Jim’s hands, Bing grabbing King as Jackie kept hold of Anti, the three bringing them to the doctors and Logan.

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Everyone watched as Jackie paced.

It had been six hours since the five had gone in to get checked, everyone done except Anti, Henrik still patching him up.

Roman sighed, checking how his nails looked as he glanced to his left, “Can you please stop pacing? It’s giving me a headache.”

Jackie said something under his breath, no one being able to hear it apart from Bim and Deceit, the two smirking in response, chuckling to each other.

Just then, Henrik suddenly walked out, taking his bloody gloves off of his hands and disposing of them in the trash can.

“How is he?” Jackie abruptly asked, his eyes full of worry, the hero now stopped pacing as his hands dropped to his sides.

“He should be fine. Dark, King and Anti vill most likely be out for a vhile,” Henrik deduced, nodding to the fellow Septic ego who nodded and sat down, thinking about the situation.

- - -

It had already been three days, the two dark egos and King not having awoken yet, which had everyone worried - even the people who seemed unable to feel worry.

Logan then walked into the living room from the area of the house the three were being kept in, the Side looking straight at Jackie, “Your brother is awake.”

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Jackie entered the room Anti was currently in, watching as he stared at his hands, looking completely lost in thought as a pained expression came across his face, Jackie stepping in slowly as to not alarm the other ego.

“Anti?” Jackie asked his brother, walking closer with his eyebrows furrowed, stopping when he was about a foot from the bed Anti was sitting on.

Anti moved his head towards Jackie, smiling slightly at the sight of his brother before nodding lightly, “Jackie.”

The hero raced over to his brother, pulling the glitch into a hug, laughing slightly when he saw Anti grimace at the hug, the demon hating all kinds of physical contact.

“I thought you were in a coma,” Jackie started, pulling away which caused Anti to relax slightly. “Don’t scare me like that again!”

Anti just smiled up at the hero, a look of worry suddenly crossing the ego’s face, Jackie looking confused as Anti started to glutch rapidly.

Anti suddenly grimaced, groaning as a pain shot through his head.

The glitch pulled his knees up towards his chest, placing his head in between his knees, his hands gripping at his hair as he grunted in pain, glitches surrounding his body and sparking outwards, Jackie flinching.

“Anti?!” Jackie asked in worry, trying to reach out towards his brother before his hand was caught in a hard grip.

Looking up to the glitch, Jackie stared as Anti’s face had a malicious grin placed on it, his body shaking violently, even more glitches sparking off of his body, the hero flinching as some shot at him.

“Anti,” Jackie asked softly, trying to hide the fear in his voice as the demon stared with crazy eyes, the demon's eyes now being a glowing blue colour.

“Oh, I’m not Anti,” The glitch spat out, grinning as his sharp teeth poked out. “I’m your worst fucking nightmare.”

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Wilford paced up and down the hallway, having been informed Dark was awake but he wasn’t allowed any visitors until Dr Iplier had made sure the dark entity was alright.

The male was never this worried, but seeing as it was Dark, he couldn’t help but show how worried he was for the fellow ego Wilford would call his brother.

Wil immediately stopped pacing as a hand was placed on his shoulder, the pink-haired man turning to look at the doctor.

“You can go in now,” The doctor said, gesturing his head in the direction of Dark’s room.

Wilford pushed past Dr Iplier, entering the room before closing the door after him.

“Wil?” Dark questioned, staring at the man beside the door, wondering why he was here as Wil would never be the person to visit first.

“Heya, Damien,” Wilford greeted, using Dark’s former name, which was a normal thing around the two.

Dark sighed, looking over with curiosity in his eyes as he knitted his eyebrows together, “Why are you here?”

“Just checking up on an old friend of mine. You good?” Wilford questioned, his weird accent peaking through the more concerned he got.

“I’m just fine, Wi-” Dark got cut off as he suddenly cried out in pain, massaging his temples before pulling at his hair, wanting the sudden pain to stop.

“Damien?” Wilford asked, his eyebrows scrunching in confusion as Dark had never done this before, the pink-haired male not knowing what to do as he took a step backwards.

Dark’s aura lashed out, but Wilford wasn’t afraid of it as he was used to this happening, so he walked towards his friend once he got over his shock, which wasn't the best idea.

Wil’s eyes flashed when he saw Dark look up towards him with a clod glare, the demon staring at Wilford with a smirk illuminating his face.

- - -

“Is he okay?” Patton asked, referring to King, the dad worried about his newfound friend as he bounced on the balls of his feet.

Henrik sighed, patting the Side’s shoulder before speaking, “Just fine. You can go see him now.”

Patton nodded before carefully opening King’s bedroom door, walking silently in and closing the door.

“Hey, Patton,” King greeted, smiling brightly at Morality who smiled back twice as wide, King’s eyes lighting up at the sight of his friend.

“Heya, Kiddo!” Patton said brightly, holding his hand out, the hand having a plate resting in it. “I’ve brought you some cookies. Hope you like them.”

King smiled, liking how nice Patton was and thanked him after placing them on a bedside table.

“So, how are you?”

“I’m fine. My head hurts, but I’m fine.”

Patton nodded, reaching over and placing the back of his hand on King’s forehead, “Your temperature’s very high.”

King sighed, gently taking the fatherly figure’s hand off of his head, “I’m fine Patton, honestly.”

Morality nodded and sat down on the side of the bed, widening his eyes as King suddenly started shaking violently, making the Side panic.

“King?!” Patton asked, panicking as he stared at one of his best friends experiencing something he didn’t know about right in front of him.

A few moments later, King stopped all movement, Patton about to speak up until King lifted his head to stare Patton in the eyes with a small grin.

“Y-Your eyes!” Patton gasped as he looked at King’s eyes, the Iplier’s eyes glowing blue as they both stared at each other, King giggling in response.

- - -

“Holy shit!”

Everyone turned their heads in the direction of the noise, staring at Anti’s door in confusion, Yandere starting to walk towards the door when he heard a loud crash coming from the room, the others swiftly following.

The Iplier pressed their ear against the door, waiting until they heard another crash before barging into the room on high alert, their eyes starting to glow a bright red.

The Iplier stopped in his tracks when he saw Anti and Jackie fighting, the glitch having a weird blue glow to his eyes.

Marvin pushed through the crowd of people, now standing beside Yan with the same shocked expression before regaining his posture and getting his magic ready, aiming for the glitch.

The magician threw the ball of magic at Anti, the demon using his enhanced speed to grab Jackie and use him as a shield.

Jackie fell to the ground, Anti now standing there with a psychotic grin on his face as he laughed and glitched out of the room, another bang coming from outside.

The group of egos and sides rushed outside to see Dark and Anti standing in Mark's back garden, the forest right behind them, facing the door they came through, Wilford running out after them all looking to be out of breath.

As Google analyzed the situation, he had concluded that Actor had done something to them because, to his knowledge, the demons were fine when they first woke up.

A knife was suddenly thew in the androids direction, Remus quickly catching it before it hit his face.

“Can I keep this?” Remus grinned, making Deceit and Logan glared at him, the green side shrugging before putting the knife in his pocket.

Everyone was now facing the two demons, all in fighting stances knowing they couldn’t do anything else to get close enough to knock them out.

Remus and Roman were about to charge at the duo before the ground started to shake, making everyone stumble.

Suddenly, creatures came out of the woods, the King of the Squirrels leading them into the garden. The creatures looked like mutants. They were a mixture of squirrels and giants all with the same weird blue glow to their eyes.

It kind of reminded Jameson of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. . . But squirrels.

The monsters had large, black eyes and a black substance dripping out of their mouths.

The Egos and Sides all stood in shock as they watched the four mutant squirrels stand in a line behind the trio growling lowly as they watched from their height.

Darkness started to close in from the shadows, Dark now unleashing his true power as the group of people watched as shadows started enclosing the garden, half of it being almost too dark to see at this point.

Anti now had knives floating around him with glitches covering the weapons and the Septic Ego, the glitch ready to fire them at anyone that came his way with a loud giggle exiting from his throat.

“Oh, shit,” Remy cursed, getting back into a fighting stance and clenching their fists, not knowing how to fight but they knew they had to try.

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The three creators stood back and watched as their Egos/Sides fought, lost looks placed on their faces as they ran away from any danger that came their way.

“What the hell are we supposed to do?!” Thomas asked, just barely ducking under a stray knife that was flying through the air as he panicked, eyes wide as he watched what was happening.

Mark looked around frantically, trying to find a way to help the others, but there was nothing as far as he could see, the male knowing he wouldn't be able to do anything if he went in to help the Egos and Sides, “I don’t know. It doesn’t look like we can do anything.”

Jack’s eyes widened as a weird mutant squirrel started charging at the three, grabbing Mark and Thomas’s arms before rushing away from the path of the creature.

“Dude! What’re you doing!?” Mark asked, tugging his arm away, not noticing the monstrous thing that was chasing them, a slightly irritated look on his face.

“Trying to make sure we don’t die!”

The two YouTubers didn’t notice the abnormal creature that was gaining on them while Thomas tried to get them to move out of the way.

“Guys. . .,” Thomas started, resulting in no response, the male trying to get the two’s attention once again but failing, giving up as the creature was now almost right in front of them.

The Viner braced himself, raising his arms up in front of his face as if he was blocking an oncoming attack, expecting everything to end right then and there as he closed his eyes tight, but nothing came.

Thomas waited a few seconds before he opened his eyes once more, seeing a large, bright purple force field blocking the mutant from getting to the YouTubers.

Mark and Jack widened their eyes, just noticing what had happened as Marvin grunted, looking back at the three with glowing purple eyes, “Go! I won’t be able to hold up the barrier for much longer!”

As the magician struggled to keep the barrier from breaking with the force the mutant was putting on it, the three YouTubers ran towards the house trying to get away from the fight they knew they weren’t prepared for.

The three ran in through the opened glass door, sliding it shut when they were safely inside, the three panting as they looked at each other in shock and disbelief.

They all stared at the scene in front of them through the glass, watching as Remy, Chase and Bing worked together to get to King, looking to be succeeding, but only for now.

Suddenly, a groan came from a room behind them, all three looking at each other with widened eyes before rushing to Anti’s room.

Jackie was leaning on a wall, holding his head as he tried to get up, stumbling in the process.

Mark quickly ran over and helped Jackie sit down on the bed, the hero nodding in thanks as he rubbed his eyes to get his sight back to normal.

Jack sighed, rubbing his hands down his face, irritated that he couldn’t do anything to help what was going on outside.

The hero huffed, getting up and limping to the door, getting ready to help with the fight, not caring if he had just woken up from getting knocked out.

“What are you doing?” Thomas asked, standing up and taking a step towards the hero who was already at the door.

“Going to help,” Jackie responded, reaching for the doorknob, his hand barely touching it before Jack interrupted.

“No, you’re not,” Jack said, grabbing his Ego’s arm with a stern look. “You’ll get hurt even more than you already are.”

“Schneep and Iplier can heal me with their powers.”

The Irishman sighed, letting Jackie go and walking over to Mark who had been pacing since he had helped Jackie up, the Irishman placing a hand on the man’s shoulder.

Mark stopped pacing and huffed, crossing his arms as he looked towards the other two with a somewhat determined look.

Thomas walked closer to the two other YouTubers, “Look, Mark. I know you want to help, so do we, but we can’t. We don’t know anything that could help. We're basically useless.”

Jack nodded before stopping all movement, remembering a conversation he heard Anti and Jackie have about Callie being a spy for Actor.

The Youtuber hurriedly walked out of the room to find the witch, the other two following, exchanging a confused glance as they walked down the halls.

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As Jackie got outside, he scanned the area and found the two doctors healing Roman and Bim with Patton and the two Jims staying with them and away from the fight.

He limped over and crouched down beside Henrik, the doctor sighing and letting Roman go back to the fight before turning to Jackie.

The German doctor placed his hand on the heroes forehead, shutting his eyes as a turquoise glow emitted from his hand, the hero's eyes glowing that same colour as anything that was wrong with him physically vanished.

The doctor opened his eyes and took his hand away, looking at Jackie before nodding at the hero, the latter rushing out to help his friends.

“Thanks, doc!” Jackie shouted, running out to help Wilford and Logan with Dark, starting off with a heavy punch to the demon’s face.

~

Virgil widened his eyes when a knife was suddenly thrown at his head, quickly ducking and turning to the person that threw it, Anti.

Anti stood there, glitches sparking all around him with a menacing grin on his face. He let out a deranged giggle, lifting his hand, his palm facing the Side.

In that single motion, more knives appeared, glitching at the same frequency as Anti, floating above his figure in a threatening manner.

Virgil only stood a few paces away from the glitch, trying to figure out a plan as the two stood facing each other, the Side gulping quietly as he tried hiding how scared he was.

The former Dark Side wanted to knock the glitch out with his powers but didn’t want to harm Anti, so that option was ultimately ruled out.

As he was thinking, two figures joined him at his side, startling Anxiety even more. He looked at both sides of him, seeing both Remy and Deceit at his sides, Remy having left Chase and Bing to face King alone.

A plan suddenly popped into Anxiety's head, Virgil looking towards Remy, an expectant look on his face.

Remy knew what Virgil wanted him to do so he channelled some of his powers, giving Virgil, Deceit and himself a temporary telepathic connection.

‘What is the plan?’ Remy asked, using the telepathic link, glancing to his side before redirecting his eyes on the Septic Ego who was waiting for the three to make the first move.

'For Deceit to distract him so you can get close enough to him,' Virgil started, his eyes darting around the destroyed garden they stood in.

'How's that gonna work?' Deceit asked, watching the Sleep Side roll their eyes, before starting to explain what Virgil was going on about; 'I can do this thing where if I can physically touch someone's head, I can manipulate what they see and what they can't see. It's kind of like hallucinations.'

Deceit nodded, 'How are we gonna distract him long enough to do that?'

'You can shapeshift, dumbass,' Remy added, side glancing at Deceit in a sharp manner, the three noticing Anti getting impatient. 'Turn into one of his friends for the time being.'

'Which one!?' Deceit asked through the telepathic link, Remy letting out an exasperated sigh, Virgil adding in; 'Die or Blank! It's not really that hard to choose!'

'Fine,' Deceit spoke, clenching his fists in his yellow gloves, the other two Sides hearing the almost soundless crack of his knuckles. 'I'll need a couple of minutes, so it's up to Virgil right now to distract him while Remy starts trying to get close. Lotta good that'll do seeing as he's shaking in his shoes.'

'Just shut up and get on with it,' Remy said, the three Sides glancing at each other before nodding, their plan commencing.

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Jack skidded to a stop in the living room, the other two sharply following, huffing on annoyance at the Irishman who wasn't acknowledging any of their questions so far. Jack was about to start walking again but Mark had grabbed his wrist.

“Where are you going?” Thomas asked, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion as Mark let go of the other's wrist, Jack's eyes having focus on them as he stared back.

Jack just shook his head and walked on, shaking his wrist from Mark’s hard grip, the other two following close behind, beginning to ask more questions, waiting for an answer.

“What are you looking for?” Mark questioned, himself and Thomas walking side-by-side while Jack walked ahead, turning around corners in the halls.

“The witch,” Jack stated, turning a corner that lead to where he was looking to go, the man walking down the path, looking for the right door.

The other two shared a confused look, Thomas shrugging, not knowing what the brown-haired male in front of them was talking about as Mark questioned, “What witch? There isn’t a witch here.”

“Yea, there is. Callie’s a witch.”

“What?!” Thomas exclaimed, his eyes widening before returning to their normal state, Mark letting out a noise of question when the former spoke up again. “No, she’s not.”

“Yep.”

“Okay then. How do you know that?” Mark asked, sounding aggravated that the Irish male would throw such accusations out there when the blonde had been there for at least a week now.

“I heard one of Anti and Jackie’s conversations. They said she was working with Actor as a spy,” Jack said, stopping at Callie’s door before he lifted his hand to knock.

Thomas sighed, rubbing his forehead before he asked, “How do you know what they said is right?”

"I don't," Jack shrugged, Callie opening the door after he said that, widening her eyes when she saw Jack, Mark and Thomas standing there.

She walked out of her room, closing the door and staring at the three with an expectant look on her face, “What do you want?”

“I need you to help us,” Jack started, pursing his lips. “I know you’re working with Actor, but all I want you to do is see that what he is doing is wrong.”

Callie just stared at the Irishman, wondering how stupid he is by asking the enemy to help.

“Why should I?” She questioned with her arms crossed, seeing exactly what Jack was trying to say to her, not bothered that he knew about what she was doing anymore.

Mark sighed, joining in with trying to get her to help, “Because if you don’t, we can get Marvin to take away your powers and send you into the void. You wouldn’t want that, now, would you?”

Fear suddenly flashed in Callie’s eyes at the thought of getting her powers taken away, but her facial features softened as she thought about it, finally sighing and looking up at them.

“Fine, but just because I don’t want my powers getting taken away or to get sent to the void. What do you want me to do?”

“I don’t know,” Thomas said, shrugging as he bit his lip anxiously, fiddling with his fingers. “Just do something that will help us.”

Callie nodded and nudged her head behind her, signalling for them to enter her room, “Go in my room. We have some things to discuss.”

- - -

Deceit furrowed his eyebrows, concentrating as he channelled his powers, the male currently in the corner of the garden, focussing on becoming Blank, one of the few people Anti trusted with everything.

He didn't have that many details on the demon, but he knew who he was and who his creator was, so he knew briefly what the Crank Ego looked like.

The Snake-like male closed his eyes for what seemed to be around thirty seconds, feeling his appearance change in the darkness, the Side grimacing at the feeling.

As soon as he opened his eyes again, he surveyed his surroundings, his now dull, black eyes glowing in the darkness.

Deceit looked downwards, humming to himself as he saw his new clothing and body shape, the male smirking as he looked over to what Virgil was doing, beginning to walk over rather slowly.

~

Virgil panted as he dodged another one of Anti’s attacks, a knife lodging itself into a tree behind the Side who was lucky enough to have moved so swiftly in so little time.

Even though Virgil didn’t want to hurt Anti, the glitch sure wanted to hurt him, but, Virgil had to keep in mind that this wasn't Anti. At least, he sure hoped it wasn't.

Virgil knew Actor had done something to his friend, but the only problem was he didn't know what.

Virgil pursed his lips, looking around for a way to distract the man in front of him for longer, spotting Deceit in the dark corner of the garden, his eyes closed.

Virgil shook his head, disregarding Deceit as he glared as best as he could at Anti, the Side smiling slightly when an idea popped into his head. It wasn't a relatively good one, but it was the best thing he could think of.

Virgil started running full speed to his left where the nearest tree was, barely dodging any knives that were going thrown his way. The former Dark Side gasped when a knife flew past his face, his eyes widening when Anti glitched in front of him.

Virgil stopped in his tracks, skidding to a stop as he almost collided with the demon.

He gulped as Anti let out a deranged giggle, the glitch tilting his head as Virgil backed away from him, being careful as to not trip as he did so.

Even when there was a good distance between the two, Virgil still slowly backed away.

"Anti?" A soft voice came from the demon's right, making the person that was being called turn around, a shocked look taking over his face before one of anger took over. "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing here?" Anti snarled out, his voice being distorted by his glitches as the demon's fists clenched, staring at the newfound person in front of him.

"Anti, stop being a lunatic and actually help everyone out here," 'Blank' spoke, smirking when he saw the demon's eye twitch slightly.

"Why should I?" The Septic Ego spat out, snarling at his 'friend' that he hadn't seen in quite a while.

"Look, I'm going to skip out all the sappy shit, so just stop being a baby and stop what you're doing," The other spoke, Virgil watching as Remy got closer and closer to the Septic from behind. "C'mon, man. If you overcome whatever the hell is happening inside your head right now, 'cause I sure as hell know it's not you, you can beat up Dark seeing as he's acting exactly like you are right now."

Anti did nothing but laugh, looking down to the ground as all of the knives floating around him turned around mid-air no longer facing 'Blank' like they were seconds ago, Deceit's eyebrows furrowing.

"Anti, what the hell-" Before Deceit could finish his sentence, the knives flung themselves right behind Anti, Virgil yelling in warning towards Remy who couldn't move quick enough out of the way.

Although most of the knives flew past the Side, five pierced into Remy's body, Sleep crying out in pain as they dropped to the ground, blood leaking through their clothes.

"You really think that disguise will work on me, Deceit?" Anti giggled, raising his head to stare a psychotic stare at the snake, watching as the person who was once Blank turned back to their normal state. "You gotta think better than that."

Virgil stepped forwards, grabbing a stray knife from the ground, tears brimming his eyes as he listened to Remy's quiet whimpers of pain as they lay on the ground, stood straight, glaring at the demon.

The Anxious Side took a step forwards, no more thoughts clouding his brain as he ran forwards, jumping at the Septic Ego with the knife raised above his head.

Just as he was about to strike Anti, the demon glitched, teleporting behind the former Dark side and kicking him over mid-air, Virgil landing on the ground with a grunt, rolling over to look at Anti.

Anti raised his right arm, flicking his wrist to his left, all of his knives that were on the floor rising up all at once, two racing towards Deceit in a lightning-fast manner.

Although Deceit saw them, he wasn't fast enough to dodge both, one of the weapons flying past him while the other lodged into his chest, the male falling to his knees as blood spurted out of his mouth and chest.

The Septic then approached Virgil, glitching a knife into his hand as he silently walked forward, the former Dark Side scrambling up to his feet and backing away.

The demon glitched behind Virgil, about to stab him but was cut off when someone slashed his hand with a dagger. Anti grunted as he dropped his knife, holding onto his hand as blood leaked out of it.

He turned around to see Bim with a bloody blade in his hand, the game show host’s face burning with determination.

Anti smirked once again as he felt his hand heal, Bim’s dagger not having the power to hurt the glitch for long as it was just a normal human weapon, unlike the ones he had been glitching in to aid him.

Bim slashed at Anti once more, the glitch just barely avoiding the sharp object. Anti kept getting slashed at, laughing at Bim’s failed attempts to hurt him.

The glitch got bored as he kept dodging the knife, suddenly grabbing Bim’s wrist. Anti twisted the Iplier’s wrist, Bim dropping the dagger at the force being put on it.

Anti suddenly kicked Bim’s stomach, the game show host stumbling. He fell backwards, gasping as he saw Anti stab Virgil before he flicked his wrist in the direction of the doctors, Patton and the Jim's.

“Watch out!” Bim yelled, staring in shock as the five looked towards the yelling, all widening their eyes when a range of knives were sent hurling their way.

The five hadn’t got a chance to avoid them all but jumped out of the way of a lot of them, the small group laying on the ground unconscious and bleeding, the ground around them pooling with the crimson liquid, Bim looking horrified at the scene.

- - -

The three YouTubers cringed as they heard an explosion come from outside, the witch quickly handing them three different coloured potions.

“Drink,” She ordered, pushing the liquids into their hands, the three taking them with great hesitation, staring at the liquids.

“How do we know it isn’t poison?” Thomas questioned, raising a singular eyebrow in suspicion, sending a warning look at the green-eyed female.

“Look, they are going to temporarily give you powers,” She stated, crossing her arms in irritation. “The power you will get will depend on what colour your drink is. Now hurry up and drink them or your friends will die.”

“Cheers,” Jack said, downing the green potion in his hand, cringing at the taste that invaded his mouth.

The other two followed, both having the same reaction as Jack. They started coughing as the potion started to take effect.

Callie watched as the three started to shake, smirking at the panic they started to have, the witch finding it amusing at the reaction.

“Is this supposed to happen?!” Mark asked, panicking as his breath started shortening, small sweat drops appearing on his forehead.

“It’s perfectly normal,” Callie said shrugging her shoulders, looking as if she had seen this a million times before, which, at this point, she probably had.

After a number of minutes, the three suddenly felt fine, their shaking stopping as their physical being became normal again, looking up and at each other all widening their eyes.

“Dudes...” Jack said, pointing to the other YouTubers. “Your hair and eyes changed colour.”

“So did yours,” Thomas said, his eyebrows knitting together as he stared at Jack's once brown hair now being a totally different colour.

The three got up quickly and stood in front of the body length mirror the girl had in her room, studying their new features, even if it was only small things.

Jack ran his fingers through his neon green hair, smiling as he saw his now green eyes, muttering something under his breath as he smiled at his old hair colour.

Mark stared at himself, wondering how his hair had turned red again, looking at his fiery red eyes. He searched his mind, wondering what the power that potion gave him could be, until he smirked, figuring out what it probably was.

Thomas had a confused look on his face as he stared at his hair, the purple of his eyes not helping him figure out what his power could be.

“Want to know your powers?” Callie asked, startling the YouTubers in the silence, the three turning around, nodding as they wanted to help with the fight outside, wanting to be out there quick as possible.

“Well, to start, Jack your power is earth. Hence the green,” She started, Jack nodding as he thought of what he could do with the power. "You're able to manipulate the Earth, basically. But nothing too big."

“Mark,” She said, looking at the now red-haired man with a single eyebrow raised. “Your power is fire. Again, that’s why your hair and eyes are red.”

She turned to Thomas, pursing her lips in slight confusion, “And your power is air. I don’t know why your hair and eyes turned purple though. It’s probably because you’ve died your hair purple before.”

Callie had started to tell them the basics about their powers, explaining how to use them, the three listening closely, the girl only going over it once.

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All of the Egos and Sides were injured or unconscious as the doctors had been knocked out and no one could help with their injuries.

Dark, King and Anti were about to finish everyone off by simply killing them when they heard the sliding door open, the three looking in that direction.

Mark, Thomas and Jack stood at the door, all with slight smirks on their faces, being excited to use their new powers.

Mark stood confidently with fire circling around his clenched fist that sat by his right side, his hair sparking as fire encased a small portion of it every now and then.

Jack stood, scanning the surroundings, nodding to himself as he noted how much grassy ground there was, quietly thanking God that it was possible to use his power.

Thomas stood as air flew around him, his hair floating around, the male getting ready to fight as he knew it would be both a long and hard battle.

Anti, Dark and King got into fighting stances, smirking as they thought it would be easy for them to defeat the creators, not knowing how skilled the other three would be with their powers, or if they would be skilled at all.

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Jameson watched as Thomas and King had started fighting, glancing to Bing who had wires hanging out of random parts of his body, the android having received a few hits before he went down.

He wished he could help but the stab wound on his abdomen and his immense fear of knives since the time Anti possessed him had completely stopped him from nearing the two.

King just stood and stared at Thomas with his illuminating blue eyes, waiting for the Viner to make a move, the brainwashed ego snarling as his fists clenched and unclenched as he grew impatient.

Thomas only sighed and concentrated, closing his eyes for a brief moment before thrusting his arms forward, palms facing the Iplier ego.

All of a sudden, the air started spinning, resulting in Mark and Jack losing balance as the air rushed past them, the other two villains gaining a small advantage.

Thomas glanced their way, apologising in his head even though he knew they didn’t know what he said before using the wind to pick up King.

The Iplier struggled as he floated upward, kicking frantically but nothing would get him down other than Thomas himself.

King’s eyes abruptly flashed between pitch black and vibrant blue, the Iplier smirking before holding his hand towards his mouth and loudly whistling, the ground soon beginning to shake.

Thomas let his guard down as he lost his footing, the wind dropping King who had now stood in front of four more giant mutant squirrels.

Thomas widened his eyes as he stared at the monsters, wondering how they just appeared out of, basically, nowhere and how he’ll be able to beat them, the male glancing at the other two, unsure if he will be dealing with them by himself.

~

A grunt came from Mark as he dodged an attack from his evil counterpart, trying to save his energy and power levels for when Dark was weak so he wouldn’t waste it all too early on in the battle.

Another punch was launched towards his face, the YouTuber ducking and swiping the dark ego’s feet from under him.

Mark then summoned fire of which had encased his entire right arm, standing above Dark who was laying on the ground with a snarl on his face, before sending a punch towards Darks face.

As his fist was about to hit Dark’s face, Dark rolled over to the left making Mark’s fist collide with the grass underneath them.

The fire on the red-haired man’s fist vanished as his fist had erupted in pain when it hit the ground.

Mark groaned, shaking his hand violently which didn’t do much, the male, once again, facing Dark after he had stood up straight.

The dark ego only smirked, summoning the shadows from the forest behind him as Mark could only stand there, not being able to stop him from doing this.

The now red-haired YouTuber furrowed his eyebrows in worry, not knowing if he would be able to win the fight.

~

Anti jumped out of the way as a pillar of earth sprouted out of the ground right below him, the demon quickly looking at the green-haired YouTuber.

Jack quickly analysed the situation, trying to find out a plan to beat his opponent without hurting the latter too much, he was his ego after all.

Jack huffed as he raised his arms in the air, palms facing the sky with his eyes held shut.

A rumble came from the ground, Anti stumbling as he lost his footing, momentarily getting distracted in trying to stay on his feet.

A spiked pillar of rock grew out from the ground, the edge of Anti’s shirt getting caught in it making it rip, grazing the skin on the glitches side as he barely dodged it, a light amount of blood dripping out of the wound.

Anti grumbled, raising his head to glare at Jack who had a smug look on his face, “This was my favourite shirt, you dumbass!”

Jack shrugged at the demon, his eyes glowing green as more pillars of rock came from the ground, watching as Anti tried to dodge them all, the demon gaining a few scratches while doing so.

As the last one came up, Anti wasn’t fast enough to dodge it, the pillar shooting straight through his left hand. Anti gasped in shock, his eyes widening before he groaned in pain, blood dripping out of the wound and down the pillar like a fountain.

He then removed his hand from the pillar before hs stared at it for a moment, his eyes flickering between his creator and hand, the ego waiting for his wound to heal like it usually would.

A few seconds passed, the glitches hand still not healing. Anti looked up slowly, realising he, Dark and King won’t be able to heal if they get hurt by any of their creators.

The demon dropped his left hand by his side, summoning multiple knives that started floating behind him as well as his favourite knife which was situated in his unharmed hand.

Anti gave Jack a cold stare, which made Jack even more afraid than he was before, the YouTuber widening his eyes as a knife was suddenly launched at his head.

Jack pulled his arms up in front of his face, forgetting about his powers temporarily as he waited for the pain of the blade piercing into his skin, but nothing came.

He waited a few more seconds before slowly lowering his arms, his brows furrowing in confusion when he didn’t see Anti in his line of eyesight.

“I’ve got you covered!” Thomas yelled, using his powers to fling the knife into the forest and raising Anti into the air.

Jack sighed in relief, thinking he didn’t have to fight anyone until a roar came from his left. The green-hared man whipped his head in the direction, seeing a mutant squirrel charging his way.

He widened his eyes before thrusting his hand forwards, a pillar of the earth coming from the ground and impaling itself through the monster’s heart.

Blood spurted out of the monstrosity as it tumbled to the ground, creating a loud thud, dist erupting from the ground under it.

A scream, seeming to be one of hurt, was suddenly let out, Jack looking to see King glaring daggers at him with sweat dripping down the ego’s forehead.

“How dare you?!” King screamed, his jaw clenched as he sprinted straight at Jack. "You killed one of my creations!"

The green-haired Irishman held a hand up, catching King’s fist before it collided with his face.

King widened his eyes, staring at Jack’s left eye as if there was something wrong with it, the latter staring back at the Iplier ego with confusion.

The eye looked extremely infected as the sclera of his eye was a neon green, the pupil being a normal black and the iris being a bright ocean blue.

His eye was leaking a green substance, Jack not having noticed his eye colour changing.

Jack smirked after a moment, noticing King’s moment of weakness and using it as an advantage, punching King which made the Iplier ego stumble back.

King growled, regaining his balance and getting into a fighting stance, ready to fight for real.

~

Mark struggled as he caught a fist that was propelled towards his face, quickly backing away and lighting his fists on fire as a way of defence.

Dark still had the smirk on his face as he advanced towards his creator, thinking of all the ways he could win this simple fight.

The red-haired man stopped, closing his eyes for a short moment before opening them, his eyes glowing a vibrant red when he channelled all his power in one.

Mark breathed out lightly, staring Dark straight in the eyes as a ring of fire sprouted around the dark ego, coming from where Mark's foot was until it encircled around the Iplier.

The half Korean used his powers to raise the fire higher until it grew taller then Dark himself, who now couldn’t see anything other than flames as his eyes squinted at the immense heat and brightness, his arms up, covering his face from any flames.

Mark used this to his advantage and walked around to behind Dark, lowering the fire until it was nowhere to be seen, the demon looking to be confused as he stood in a defensive stance.

Mark clenched his fist tight and swung it at Dark’s head, the other turning around just in time to see a flaming fist hit his temple, the ego falling to the ground with a thud.

Dark lay on the ground, unmoving, Mark breathing out a sigh as he was glad the ego was no longer one of his problems.

Mark then looked around to spot Logan who was laying on the ground with a cut on his head and a knife wound on his hip, shoulder and chest.

The YouTuber dragged Dark over to the Side and asked, “Hey, Logan. Can you make sure Dark doesn’t wake up? I don’t need him getting up and causing more problems.”

Logan only nodded, watching as Mark ran and had joined the fight once again, now battling the remaining mutants to keep them off of his two friends.

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A knife skimmed Thomas’s face, the purple-haired man immediately reaching a hand up to his cheek and feeling a wet substance. He pulled his hand in front of his face seeing the thick red blood, the liquid flowing out of the wound lightly.

Thomas turned and faced Anti, holding one of his hands behind his back as he flung his wrist, discreetly using the wind to pick up a large fallen branch from a tree behind the glitch, hurling it towards the demon.

Anti swiftly dodged the branch, the ego seeming as if he had sensed it coming, the male charging at Thomas who ran to find something to distract the glitch with.

The Viner turned, skidding as he did so and picking up a knife that was placed on the ground, now facing the man that was currently rushing at him.

Anti attempted to slice at Thomas who dodged the sharp object, the latter losing concentration as he wasn’t expecting Thomas to move like that, the Viner being able to throw in an uppercut at the demon’s jaw.

The glitch stumbled back, holding his nose as he started laughing. He stared Thomas in the eyes for a moment and took his hand away from his face, the other male now being able to see the malicious grin on the Septic’s face.

Anti and Thomas both got ready to fight once more, Thomas quickly noticing Mark finishing off the last mutant and slowly advancing on Anti.

Thomas grinned, now looking at Anti to avoid suspicion, the male pursuing his lips in anticipation as Anti snarled.

“What’re you grinning for?” Anti snapped, gripping his knife harder in his hand, his knuckles turning a white colour.

“Oh, nothing. Just that you’re going to get your ass kicked.”

Anti knitted his eyebrows together, widening his eyes when he heard something from behind him.

He turned around just to see Mark’s fiery fist collide with his face, the demon flying back and hitting a tree with a crack.

Thomas and Mark walked over to Anti who was now unconscious, his body twisting in many ways the human body shouldn’t be able to.

The two YouTubers winced when seeing the glitch and decided to leave him there knowing he wouldn’t be moving anytime soon, Anti having a bleeding nose and a giant bruise already forming on his face.

They both turned and rushed to help Jack who was struggling with King, the former just about dodging a punch to the gut.

Jack grunted as King laid a punch to his face, wincing at the pain before gripping a wooded stake that he created and lodging it in the Iplier’s shoulder.

King cried in pain, holding his now injured shoulder with a glare placed on his face, his teeth clenched in anger.

Jack sighed in relief when Mark and Thomas joined his side, the three groaning in irritation when they saw more mutants step out of the forest.

“Guys,” Mark started, trying to talk quietly so King wouldn’t hear them. “Two of us will have to get the mutants and the other will have to stay here and distract King.”

Jack nodded, not wanting to face off to King again, “I’ll go to the mutants, whoever is gonna join follow me.”

“I’ll stay here and get to King,” Mark said, feeling responsible for his own ego, “Thomas, can you go with Jack?”

“Yea,” Thomas replied with a nod of the head, quickly running over to the area Jack was in to help him with the mutants.

Mark huffed out a sigh now facing King with an annoyed look on his face, wishing their lives were all normal, but that was something that was never going to happen.

“Alright, can we just get this over with?” Mark urged, arching his left eyebrow in an uninterested manner. “This is getting tiring.”

Mark charged at King straight after he had said that, the male throwing his fiery fist at his egos face.

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Actor paced up and down the stage, his hand covered his mouth and his eyebrows knitted together as he wondered what was happening right now.

Was he winning?

Was he losing?

He didn’t know and it drove him insane.

The whole reason Actor was doing this was because he wanted to be the only Iplier ego, better yet the only Iplier, meaning he wanted Mark’s egos and Mark himself gone.

Although he knew he would have to keep Mark alive or he too would disappear.

He wanted every threat to be gone. He wanted everyone out of the picture.

Actor wanted to somehow take control of Mark’s channel and manipulate his subscribers.

He wanted complete and utter control and he needed all threats eliminated.

~

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~

Roman groaned as he held his head, sitting on the ground with his brother by his side.

The prince looked around and widened his eyes when he saw Jack and Thomas battling mutants while Mark took care of King, the prince being sceptical of the powers they had suddenly gained.

“Remus, we have to help them,” Roman stated, looking towards his brother with a concerned look on his face, which wasn't something you would normally see on his face.

“Do I have to?” Remus replied, lying back as he relaxed into the ground, side-glancing at his twin with a grin.

Roman sighed and rolled his eyes, getting annoyed at the other, “You’ll get to kill something.”

Remus pretended to think about helping for around a minute before he grinned, “I’ll help, but only because you said I’ll get to kill something. And I want deodorant.”

Romas reached his hand to his side and grabbed his sword, completely ignoring what Remus said after announcing he was going to help, Remus grabbing his mace.

The two got up and rushed over to help Thomas and Jack who looked to be having some trouble.

~

Thomas widened his eyes when a punch was thrown at his face by one of the creatures giant fists. Not being able to block it, Thomas pulled his arms in front of his face, waiting to get hit.

Thomas heard a grunt from in front of him and saw Roman standing in front of him with his sword out blocking the incoming fist with slight difficulty.

“Don’t worry, Thomas, we’ll help,” Roman said, gesturing to their left where Remus was helping Jack fight the other two mutants, the Viner's eyes widened in surprise at Remus before he concentrated on Roman and the monster in front of them.

Thomas sighed in relief and stood beside Roman, wiping the sweat from his forehead, the YouTuber’s power draining a lot of his physical energy.

The monster in front of them let out a roar, raising its hairy fist and attempting to hit the two once again.

Roman and Thomas ducked, the former standing up before the thing could raise its fist back in the air, slicing the monster’s hand off in one clean strike, the monster letting out a cry of pain while grasping at its arm.

Thomas quickly used his powers to lift Roman in the air, who, in response, swung at the monsters neck with all of his might.

A thud came afterwards, Roman being set on the ground, the two now staring at the decapitated monster, its bloodied up body making the two grimace before they looked away.

Thomas sighed in relief, about to go help Mark before he collapsed to the ground, the man’s legs becoming weak as his knees buckled. Roman crouched down beside his creator, looking at him worriedly.

“Thomas?” He asked gently, moving so he was directly in front of the now purple-haired male. “Thomas, are you okay?”

Thomas blinked rapidly, not knowing what happened but he felt weak, his vision swarming with black dots.

“I’m fine,” Thomas replied, trying to get up but Roman pushed him back to the ground, the man’s caring side coming out - which sometimes would never happen.

“Thomas, stay here. The powers you have, somehow, gained must be draining,” Roman ordered before helping Thomas over to JJ. “Jameson, can you look after him?”

JJ nodded, watching as Roman ran over and helped Mark with King, the mute giving Thomas comfort when he could.

~

Remus lifted his mace over his head before ascending the small, but tall, pile of earth Jack had created.

The Duke jumped off right in front of the monster and sent his weapon down on the things head, watching as it tumbled to the ground with a thud, blood splattering onto the Duke’s face and clothes.

Remus landed next to Jack with a wide grin, both of them sharing a look before joining Mark and Roman to help fight King.

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Mark ducked as King swung at his head, the Youtuber quickly swiping his feet across the ground and taking Kings feet from under him.

King landed with a thud, snarling as he got up again, glaring at his creator who was accompanied by Jack, Roman and Remus, the Irishman panting as he was out of breath.

Remus clutched his mace, waiting for a time to attack because if he attacked now, it would distract Mark and give King a chance to attack, the Side, for once, thinking logically.

Mark threw a punch at King, the latter stumbling back at the force of the hit, the Iplier being distracted by the others that joined the creator beforehand.

King tried to regain his balance but failed as Jack sent a giant rock straight at him, Thomas watching as the rock smashed into King, sending the Iplier into a nearby tree.

The four then turned their backs, thinking King was down as they thought that was the final hit they had needed.

As they retreated to Thomas, Jack gasped as a sharp pain erupted in his side, the male looking down to see a knife pierced through his abdomen.

Jack fell to his knees as he pulled the weapon out of him, throwing it to his side, the Irishman laying on the ground clutching his stomach with his jaw clenched.

The other three widened their eyes, about to rush to Jack before King stepped forwards, blocking their way.

Mark snarled, angry at his ego as King stood in front of an injured Jack with a smirk on his face.

Mark was about to lunge at King, quickly being held back by Roman.

“Stop!” Roman hissed, glaring at the half-Korean man who glared back, about to protest. “He wants you to attack him. Don’t go along with his plan.”

Mark stopped struggling after a few more attempts to get free, sighing as he whispered, “Fine, what do we do?”

“I have an idea,” Someone suddenly said from behind them. The three turned to see Callie who held a silver bracelet in her hand, offering it to one of the others “Lock this on his wrist. It will take his powers away.”

The three looked at Callie sceptically, the witch rolling her eyes as she spoke again, “Look, I’m trying to help. Now take it while I put one on the other two. And hurry up about it.”

Roman took the bracelet, turning to Mark and Remus, “Get me close. Or at least distract him for long enough to allow me to get this on him.”

Jack grunted quietly and watched as the other two nodded, rushing towards King before he blacked out completely.

~

Callie crouched down beside Dark and Logan, the only conscious one of the two giving the witch a distrustful look as she clipped the bracelet on the demon’s wrist.

“What is that for?” Logan asked, his voice scratchy as he sent a warning look towards her.

Callie sighed, getting tired of everyone distrust, but she knew why they felt like that as she said, “It’s to make sure he doesn’t use his power when he wakes up.”

“How do I know it won’t heighten his powers?”

Callie faced Logan with an irritated look on her face, “Look, I’m trying to help. So if you don’t want my help that’s fine but at least let me do this before I leave.”

Callie got up, brushing her trousers off before walking over to Anti, muttering profanities as she ventured over.

Callie stopped, grimacing at Anti’s position before checking if he was still alive, quickly putting the bracelet on when she found a pulse.

Callie got up once again, turning to see that King was now unconscious and with the bracelet on his wrist.

She used her power to make Anti, Dark and King float and brung them into Henrik and Dr Ipliers room while Mark carried Jack and Roman took Thomas with Remus skipping behind them all.

The witch went back outside and teleported everyone into the living room with a snap of her fingers, everyone suddenly injury-free.

The witch looked around at everyone’s unconscious forms before turning and leaving the Iplier household, deciding she didn’t want any part in this anymore.

~

Virgil gasped as he woke up, coughing violently, the Side frantically looking around the room only to find everyone peacefully asleep.

The anxious trait furrowed his eyebrows, slowly sitting up and noticing his side didn’t hurt, the male now even more confused as he was almost certain he had gotten stabbed there.

He lifted his hoodie and shirt, widening his eyes when all he saw was a very faint scar, pulling his hoodie back down with a sigh.

“What the. .?” He muttered to himself, looking around and noticing Mark, Jack and Thomas were missing along with the three brainwashed egos and the two creativity twins.

Virgil stood and ventured around the household, wondering where the eight were before he heard talking from a different room.

Virgil opened the door to the room the talking was coming from slowly, all conversation stopping as they didn't think anyone would be awake yet, the group all staring at Virgil who then cowered behind the door.

“Virgil!” Roman exclaimed, running up and yanking the door open, pulling the anxious trait into a tight and secure hug. “You’re okay!”

“Yea, yea,” Virgil chuckled lightly, patting Romans back, the anxious trait almost having a heart attack when Roman yelled, his whole body tensed up. “Let me go.”

Virgil was released from the hug, the man looking around and seeing the other seven that he noticed were missing from the living room.

“What happened?” Virgil asked, his voice wavering slightly, furrowing his eyebrows once again when he remembered his wound had healed when he was sure he got stabbed not too long ago.

“Long story short is that Callie helped us win by giving us bracelets to cancel out Dark, Anti and King’s powers,” Thomas answered, giving the briefest one he could think of at that moment.

Remus was about to say something when a groan came from the door, the group turning to see Henrik rubbing his eyes as he leaned against the door frame.

“Henrik! You’re okay!” Jack exclaimed, glad the doctor was okay after he and the other four got hit with multiple knives, the Septic ego waving his hand in an uncaring manner.

“Yez, I’m okay. Just keep your voice down,” Henrik said, wincing at the loudness of the voice, which was normal but not good for headaches.

“Sorry,” Jack whispered, squinting his eyes apologetically as he shrugged.

Henrik hummed, turning to Mark as the red-haired male spoke, “Schneep, we might need your help with Anti, Dark and King. We don’t know what’s wrong with them.”

Schneep sighed, rubbing his eyes again before switching his gaze between them all, “Vere are zey?”

~

Henrik glanced between the three screens that were monitoring the three egos, watching as Anti slowly woke up to find himself in a straight jacket.

The doctor watched as the demon started to struggle to get up before falling off the bed, Henrik snickering at the action.

“Don’t laugh at his misery,” Dr Iplier said, who sat next to the German doctor, handing him a coffee.

“But it iz funny,” Henrik replied, watching in amusement as his fellow ego was now struggling to get up off the floor.

The Iplier ego hummed in agreement before turning to Dark’s camera, watching as the other demon stared blankly at a wall.

Dark started humming a creepy song that made the two doctors grimace, Dr Iplier pressing the mute button on the monitor.

The two now switched over to King who was still unconscious, looking to be in a very uncomfortable position on the bed they placed him in.

“Ve need to find out vat Actor did to zem. Make sure zis von’t happen again.”

Dr Iplier only nodded, pressing a button that ejected sleeping gas into the three rooms, making the two awake egos drop unconscious almost immediately.

“Time to find out what’s wrong.”

Chapter Text

Schneep stared at Anti’s unconscious body, crouching down beside him as he tried to find a way to figure out what was wrong with him.

He had tried everything so far, but couldn’t find anything, neither could the other doctor.

The Septic then stood again, his brows furrowing as he held his hand over his mouth, seeming to be in deep thought.

Suddenly, Dr Iplier burst through the door, startling Henrik from his train of thought, the latter jumping in surprise.

“I’ve found a way to find out what’s wrong!” He exclaimed, his eyes wide, looking like he had been up for days - but it had only been a few hours at most.

“Vat iz it?” Henrik inquired, stepping towards the other male, wondering how the Iplier found out what was wrong before he could, the Septic deeming himself more intelligent than the Iplier.

“Take an x-ray of his brain and we’ll see if I’m correct,” Caleb (Let’ just say that’s his name) said, Henrik furrowing his eyebrows before he went on a search for the equipment he needed for the operation.

~

While the two doctors were working on the three brainwashed egos, the others were sitting, or standing, in the living room.

“What do you think is wrong with them?” Patton asked, still shaken up about what had happened, small, almost unnoticeable, scars littering his body from the knives he had gotten stabbed with as he rubbed his arms, Logan letting the father figure lean on him.

Bing sighed, sitting beside Chase who was staring at the ground, “I don’t have a clue, but hopefully they find a way to fix it because I need someone to annoy. Take Dark for an example.”

Chase rolled his eyes, “Dude, you can’t annoy them as soon as they get out. We can annoy Dark and Anti when the doctors say they are okay.”

Remy smirked, holding a Starbucks coffee in one hand as he leaned on the wall nearby, “I’m in for pestering the shit out of people, so count me in.”

“I’ll join too!” Remus grinned, raising his hand as if he were in school, his eyes glistening with mischief.

‘No one is doing anything to them,’ Jameson signed, having thought they would have known better than to mess with the two demons, especially after what went down not too long ago.

The four’s faces instantly deflated, Remus crossing his arms like a child that got his favourite toy taken away from him while Chase whined with his shoulders slumped.

The two doctors ran out of the room they were in, the others quickly directing their attention to the two of them when Henrik cleared his throat.

“We’ve found out what’s wrong with them,” Caleb said, looking around the group with widened eyes, panting slightly as he was only after running around the house.

“Zere is something inside zeir brainz. Me and Dr Iplier have guessed it is a mechanical chip of some sort,” Henrik continued, the other doctor nodding at the information given out.

“How are you going to get it out of their heads without either killing them or causing them extreme brain damage?” Google inquired, wondering if the two were qualified enough to do this.

Dr Iplier was about to say something before frowning, pursing his lips before saying, “We haven’t quite figured that out.”

“Thought so,” Logan said, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “That is why it is satisfactory for me to help.”

“Right,” Henrik said, gesturing in the direction of the operating room they conveniently had in the house.

The three entered through the door, Logan looking at the x-ray results while nodding before turning to look at the doctors.

“Are you two qualified enough to take part in brain surgery?”

~

Thomas’ phone suddenly rang through the soundless room, everyone looking in the direction of the noise out of interest.

Thomas stood up and walked into the hall after excusing himself, wandering far enough for no one to hear his conversation as he answered the call.

“Hello?” He questioned, not having checked the caller ID before he answered.

“Thomas, that you?” Came a concerned voice Thomas recognised all too well, making him smile brightly.

Joan.

“Yea, what’s wrong? You sound worried,” Thomas replied, his eyes wide as he hadn’t heard his friends voice in ages.

“Thomas, where are you? You haven’t contacted anyone in ages. Everyone is getting worried,” Joan spoke, Thomas suddenly frowning when he realised his friend was right. He hadn’t spoken to anyone in quite a while.

“I’m... with friends on a.. road trip,” Thomas asked, having to stop to think of an excuse, which made him sound suspicious. “Can you tell the rest of our friends? I’ll post on Instagram and Twitter to tell everyone.”

Thomas could hear a sigh from the other side of the phone, Thomas pulling a face thinking they didn’t buy his excuse, “Okay, just make sure you’re safe. Got it?”

Thomas let out an inaudible sigh of relief before replying, “Yea, yea. When am I not careful?”

“I don’t know, how about all of the time?” Joan laughed, making Thomas chuckle, lightly shaking his head.

“Listen, I have to go here. See you when the road trip is over?” Thomas questioned, biting his lip out of anxiousness.

“Yea. Bye Thomas,” Joan replied, sounding less worried than they had been at the start.

Thomas hung up the phone, quickly opening up Twitter and posting that he will be on a ‘road trip’, before going onto Instagram and posting something on his story and just a regular post.

Thomas sighed and returned to the living room to see Marvin gone, the Viner looking over to Mark who mouthed, ‘Helping with the surgery’.

Thomas nodded, sitting beside his Sides and comforting Patton as the fatherly figure was both worried and frightened for the other three.

~

“Hand me ze scalpel,” Henrik requested, Logan immediately doing so as he wanted this last surgery to go as good as the other two went.

“Marvin, be sure to use whatever magic you have to keep his pulse steady,” Logan ordered, Marvin rolling his eyes at the other.

“That’s what I’ve been doing. It’s not like I’ll suddenly stop this time,” Marvin answered, resulting in Dr Iplier giving him a look making Marvin sigh and raise his hands towards King with his brows furrowed as the other three started the surgery.

~

Dark groaned slightly when he opened his eyes, quickly shutting them at how bright the room was.

The Iplier opened his eyes again but slower this time, his eyes adjusting to the brightness of the room in a matter of seconds.

The demon moved to sit up, immediately stopping at the rippling pain going through his skull.

He reached his arm up, touching where his head hurt the most, retracting his hand as the pain got worse at the sudden contact.

Dark groaned, laying back down and decided to wait for someone to come in as he tried to get comfortable in the scratchy hospital bed.

~

It was about ten minutes after Dark awoke that someone came into the room, more specifically, Dr Iplier.

“So you’re awake.”

Dark grunted, not in the mood to talk or reply properly, the male glancing at the other Iplier.

“You feel okay?” The doctor questioned, knowing exactly what the answer was going to be, but he still asked it for the sake of his patient.

Dark was about to shake his head before remembering how much it hurt to move earlier, replying with “No.”

“I’m going to guess it’s your head?”

“Yea,” Dark replied, turning his head slowly to face the fellow Iplier, the latter wincing at even the slightest movement he made.

“Don’t move too much, you’ll hurt yourself even more,” Caleb ordered, pointing a finger in Dark’s direction.

“Already figured that out.”

Dr Iplier walked towards Dark, a needle in hand making the Demon try and move backwards away from the sharp object.

“What’s that for?” Dark asked, glaring at the needle with a look that could most likely kill.

Iplier rolled his eyes before replying, “Something to help with the pain.”

Dark nodded, letting the doctor inject him with whatever was in the needle before Caleb told the demon to lay down and get some rest.

Dark closed his eyes just as Dr Iplier left the room, soon falling asleep again.

~

Logan watched as King awoke, the latter wincing at the light of the room. Logic moved forwards and dimmed the lights in the room, seeing King open his eyes once again but keeping them open this time.

“Are you feeling okay?” Logan questioned, his voice mire soft than it would usually be.

“I guess so,” King replied, clearing his throat after his voice came out as raspy. “Head hurts though.”

“Understandable,” Logan responded with a slight nod of his head. “You did come out of a brain surgery not too long ago.”

At Logan’s words, King reached his hand up to his head with widened eyes, faintly touching the stitches, wincing at the contact but not being too concerned.

“Don’t worry, nothing is wrong anymore.”

King nodded slightly, taking his hand away and setting it on the bed beside him.

“Want a pain killer?” Logan questioned, receiving a shake of the head from King.

Logan nodded, respecting the others choice before speaking, “Call me in if you need something.”

King sighed as Logan closed the door after leaving, shuffling further into the uncomfortable sheets as he thought of what happened when he had that chip in his head.

~

Anti sat on the bed, staring at the wall in front of him while replaying the events that happened when he was in the theatre with Actor in his head.

The glitch was so caught up in his thoughts he hadn’t noticed Henrik enter the room.

He kept staring at the wall, flinching and withdrawing from the hand that was placed on his shoulder.

“Anti? Mein friend, it is just me,” Henrik said gently, trying to calm his friend by gently rubbing the others shoulder, the demon glitching out at the contact.

Anti only calmed down slightly when he saw Schneep, but he didn’t stop glitching altogether as he started twitching every once in a while.

“You okay?” The doctor asked, looking at Anti with concern, Anti pursing his lips as he knitted his eyebrows together.

“M’fine,” He answered quietly, not feeling that much pain despite being out of a brain surgery not too long ago.

“Okay. Want to tell me what happened in zhe theatre?” The doctor asked, already knowing what happened but wanted to see if Anti would tell him.

Anti shook his head, not wanting to share anything but looked at Henrik before saying, “Actor has a lot planned for later. We need to be prepared if this was his first plan.”

“So what you’re saying is. . .?” Henrik asked, watching as the glitch turned to stare at the wall once more.

“This is only the beginning.”

Chapter Text

“You helped them?!” Actor yelled, Callie flinching at the hatred in her friend’s voice that echoed through the room the two were standing in.

Callie nodded her head, not wanting to say anything as she bowed her head, her blonde hair falling over her eyes.

“Why?!”

“Well...” Callie started, struggling to find an excuse when, in reality, she wanted to make a stop to Actors plans, knowing what he was doing was wrong, but she couldn't say that to him. “Just think. Now that everything is fine, you can... start the other part of your plan.”

Actor stared at the witch, immediately knowing she was making up excuses, wanting to distract him from the real reason she helped them, “Y’know the way you and I have known each other since we were kids?”

Callie nodded, listening as Actor continued, the girl watching his every move, “And being friends for that long means I can tell when you lie, or when you try distracting me. I don’t think you should be helping me anymore with the way you betrayed me. I don't think I can trust you any more.”

The blonde’s eyes widened, the girl raising her head and staring at the male in front of her panickingly, “Listen, I’m sorry I helped-”

BANG

Callie’s body fell to the floor with a loud ‘thump’, Actor putting the gun he had been holding on a nearby table, pretending like he didn’t just kill a close friend, the male stepping over her body that was oozing blood everywhere.

“Looks like I’ll have to go find another way to produce the next part of my plan.”

~

“Do you know the rest of his plan?” Bim asked, raising his eyebrow at the two demons and King. The two demons shook their heads, King shrugging his shoulders.

“King?” Patton asked, his eyebrows furrowed as he placed a hand comfortingly on the Iplier's shoulder. “If you know what Actors plan is, you can tell us.”

King sighed, clenching his eyes shut for s split second before reopening them, “I- I forgot what his plan was. When I had that. . .. thing.. . in my head, I knew the layout of the plan, but I just can’t think of it anymore. Every time I try and remember, I get a really bad headache.”

JJ let out a soundless sigh, lightly rubbing the Ipliers back before signing, ‘It’s okay, old chap. It’s not your fault.’

King nodded, hugging his knees close to his chest, snuggling into his squirrel blanket as everyone in the room grew quiet once more.

~

Jackie, Roman and Yandere stood further away from the others, wanting no one to hear their conversation as they occupied the corner in the rather large room.

“We need to find out the next part of Actors plan,” Yandere stated, looking at the other two with a harsh glance.

Roman and Jackie nodded, the prince being the first to reply, “How are we meant to find anything? King doesn’t remember and I doubt the other two want to talk.”

“Well, I have a plan but it might not work,” Jackie started, looking between the two. “But if it does work, we might get a lecturing from the others when we get back.”

The other two nodded, urging Jackie to go on as they stared expectingly, “We’ll have to check the theatre to see if Actor’s still there. Then, if he is, we spy on him until he says something about the next part of the plan.”

“Excellent! We shall get going right away!” Roman quietly exclaimed, clapping his hands together twice, turning from the two.

As Roman began to walk towards the door, Yandere grabbed the back of the prince’s outfit so he couldn’t go anywhere.

“He hasn’t finished explaining yet!” Yandere whispered, yanking Roman back to their little group, Roman only rolling his eyes.

Jackie sighed at the Side, continuing in a hushed whisper, “This is where the plan might not work. Actor had lots of henchmen when I went to rescue the others, so he might still have them patrolling and they could see us. Actor could see us as well, so we need to be stealthy.”

“How are we supposed to get out with everyone else around?” Yandere asked, raising a perfectly shaped brow at the Septiceye.

“Simple,” Jackie started, crossing his arms along his chest, sneaking a glance at everyone else before speaking. “We sneak out at midnight, therefore almost everyone should be asleep. It’ll make it easier to get out.”

“I agree with the sneaking out at midnight but what if we make noise?” Roman asked, knowing he wasn't one to be quiet like the others. “Everyone will wake up, or at least most people will.”

“That’s why I said we have to be stealthy. Well, it’s some of the reason why I said we have to be stealthy.”

Yandere and Roman nodded, the former saying, “So we meet up here near midnight?”

“Precisely,” Jackie stated, the Prince humming in response.

The trio split ways after agreeing to meet up outside Yandere’s room at five minutes to midnight.

Only nine hours to go.

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Dark sighed in irritation, annoyed that Dr Iplier set him to bed rest.

I mean, really? Pretty stupid to put a demon on bed rest if demons heal faster than anything on earth.

Anti and King were in the same room as him, the three beds separated in the large room, lined up along the wall.

The other two were asleep. All Dark could hear was the beeping of the heart rate monitor attached to each of them, which in response made Dark grumble in annoyance.

Everything seemed to be annoying Dark since he awoke.

Everyone pestering him about his health, wanting to make sure he was okay and comfortable.

The thing Dark couldn’t get out of his mind was the way he let Actor trick him.

He was so stupid to even think Actor hadn’t done anything.

And a shapeshifter?

Dark never thought they were real. I mean, he’s heard of them countless times but never believed as he had never seen one. Apart from Deceit, of course. But he was a Side, so it wasn’t abnormal seeing he wasn't exactly a person.

Dark just hoped the next part of Actors plan wasn’t as bad as the first part.

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Actor stared at the man in front of him as the person changed his appearance, sickening cracks from the man's body echoing throughout the room, Actor nodding in approval once the other was done with his transformation.

“Great job,” Actor said, walking towards the man, placing his hand on the person’s shoulder. “Now I need you to do something for me.”

“Whatever you need,” The man replied, his eyes a vibrant blue much like the colour Anti, Dark and Kings eyes turned when they were brainwashed.

Actor grinned a malicious grin, staring into the man’s eyes, “I need you to get into the Iplier house and pretend to be one of them. Pick whatever one you choose, just be careful of what you do around their friends. Oh! And also, I need you to take out whoever you’ll be imitating. It will make your job way easier.”

“Right away,” The man nodded, about to exit the room before getting stopped by Actors intimidating voice.

“I hope you won’t betray me as that witch did. If you do, there will be consequences.”

The mystery man’s eyes widened before he turned and nodded at Actor, quickly leaving the room to start his mission.

Chapter Text

Roman, after checking the time, looked around, quickly exiting his room and closing the door softly behind him. He tiptoed down the corridor, making sure to not make a sound as he reached Yandere’s room, the other two standing right outside of it.

“You two ready?” The hero asked in a whisper, his blue mask moving on his face as he raised an eyebrow in question.

Roman and Yandere nodded soundlessly, looking towards Jackie as the hero had a plan on how to get out of the house unnoticed.

“Go into Yandere’s room,” Jackie ordered, the other two entering first before Jackie, the hero closing the bedroom door as quietly as possible. “Is your window unlocked?”

“Yea, why?” Yandere questioned, directing his glance on the window that showed them the outside garden.

“We need to sneak out through it,” Jackie stated as Roman opened the sliding window, the Side turning back around to face the other.

“How far down is the ground?” Jackie asked Roman who looked over the edge, analysing the height.

“Not that far down. We can jump down but we’ll have to roll to prevent injuries,” The prince stated, his head still facing downward.

Jackie nodded, looking between the other two, “You two got everything you need?”

Yandere and Roman nodded, both having their weapons on them, making Jackie hum in approval.

“You two go first,” Yandere said, their red hair messy on top of their head. “I’ll lock my door just in case anyone comes in when we’re still here.”

Roman nodded, handing Jackie his sword in case he accidentally impaled himself while jumping down, the Side climbing through the window before jumping down with a roll as he hit the ground.

The prince got up, dusting his clothes off before holding his arm out for the Septiceye to throw his sword down, to which he did, Roman stepping out of Jackie’s way and signalling to the hero to go down.

Roman watched as Jackie dropped down, rolling a bit further than Roman did before the hero got up and waited with the prince for Yandere.

“Hey!” Yan whispered down to the others from the window. “Take my sword so I don’t get hurt by it.”

The Iplier threw his katana down, Roman catching it with ease as Yandere quickly jumped, doing the same thing the other two did before standing.

Roman handed Yandere back his katana, the Iplier saying a quick ‘thank you’ before they turned to face the area behind the house.

“Let’s get going,” Yandere said, taking off into the woods with the other two close behind them.

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The mystery person watched with gleaming blue eyes as the three ran into the woods, smirking as he took out his phone.

‘Actor, three of them are coming your way’

The man didn’t wait for a reply as he turned off his phone and put it into his pocket, closing his eyes as he focused on the appearance of one of the three men that ran into the woods.

Bones cracked as the man’s appearance changed, the person having done this a million times before and not feeling any pain as more bones cracked one after the other.

The man smirked once again as he looked down at himself, fixing the red sash that went around his torso before climbing into the red-haired one’s room.

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Virgil sat on the couch in the living room, his back slouched while he played a game on his phone to pass the time.

It was about two AM but Virgil couldn’t sleep anymore, mostly because he sleeps through half of the day anyway, and sometimes his thoughts wouldn't allow him to even close his eyes.

Footsteps were heard by the anxious trait who, in return, clenched his hand around his phone with fear of an intruder as his muscles tensed up.

Virgil looked around the room, quickly spotting a tall lamp in the corner before he picked it up, unplugging it from the wall in the process.

He slowly navigated around the dark house, sweat forming on his forehead and brow as his breath quickened, his knuckles turning white at how hard he was holding the lamp.

“I’m not made for this,” Virgil quietly said as he tried to hide his anxiety, which was pretty hard to do seeing as he was the exact definition of anxiety.

Virgil stopped, having heard a noise from around the corner. He gripped onto the lamp harder, his palms sweaty as his heart stammered.

The anxious trait quickly rounded the corner, shutting his eyes tightly while swinging at whoever was there.

Virgil heard the lamp collide with someone, followed by a grunt and a thud of said someone falling to the ground.

The light in the hall suddenly turned on, Virgil seeing Roman on the ground rubbing his head.

“I’m so sorry, Roman!” Virgil quietly exclaimed, rushing over to help his friend, or who he thought to be his friend, as he dropped the lamp to the ground beside him.

“No, it is quite alright,” the man replied, guessing this was one of the prince’s friends as he smiled at him.

“What are you doing up this late?” Virgil asked, raising an eyebrow at his friend. “You usually need your so-called ′beauty sleep’.”

“Oh, uh..” the man stammered, looking off to the side for a split second as he thought of a response. “I.. couldn’t get to sleep. What are you doing up?”

Virgil rolled his eyes, “You should know me enough to know the answer.”

“Ah,” the man quietly said, scanning his surroundings as he stood up from the ground, Virgil taking a step back to give him room.

“You okay, Roman?” Virgil asked, looking at the prince weirdly. “You’re usually more talkative than this.”

“Oh! I’m fine. Just a bit tired, that’s all.”

Virgil nodded his head, sceptical as he stared at the man, “What’re you looking for?”

‘Roman’ looked back at Virgil, not thinking he would ask that question, “Well... I just, can’t remember where my room is.”

“You’ve been here for ages, how have you forgotten where your room is? Never mind, just follow me. ” Virgil said, shaking his head at Romans forgetfulness.

The mystery man silently sighed, thankful that the man bought his excuse.

He followed the man in the purple hoodie, who he still didn’t know the name of, down the corridor before stopping outside a room with a golden crown on the door.

“Here,” Virgil said, gesturing his head at the door. “Your room. Just don’t forget where it is again, 'cause I won’t help you next time.”

Virgil watched as Roman nodded his head before entering the room and closing the door.

As soon as Roman was out of sight, Virgil frowned.

′Why was Roman acting so weird?′ Virgil thought. ′He’s never been like that before.′

Virgil shrugged it off before returning to his room, not being able to shake the weird feeling off.

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Actor read the text that was sent to him, looking up and calling his henchmen into the room.

“So,” Actor started, glancing at all of the men in front of him. “Three of my 'friends' will be here any minute, so if you see them do not engage.”

Most of Actors henchmen looked around at each other in confusion before one asked, “Why?”

“I’m glad you asked,” Actor said, clearing his throat before speaking again. “I want to lead them into a trap. You all know that cage I have? Well, I’m going to trap them inside of that. Oh! And If I find out any of you tried anything, such as helping them out, you will regret it. Got it? Good.”

Actor sent his henchmen back out to patrol the theatre, waiting for the three to enter the room his trap was placed in, a devious smile lighting up his face.

Chapter Text

Virgil couldn’t get to sleep at all that night, the Side being too caught up in Roman's odd behaviour.

He wondered why roman wasn’t as talkative and why he wasn’t as... cheery, maybe? Virgil didn't know what happened to him, but he wanted to find out.

The prince wasn’t acting himself, and it was very clear.

It unnerved Virgil that Roman wasn't acting like he usually would.

‘That’s it,’ Virgil thought, clenching his fists as he stood. ’I usually don’t do this but I’m gonna ask him about it.′

As soon as Virgil began his walk to Roman's room, he slowly came to regret his decision as he thought about it more and more.

′What if nothing is wrong?′

′What if I’m just being para- no, I can’t be. My senses haven’t failed me before, have they?′

What seemed like thousands of thoughts hit Anxiety like a train, the Side stopping at the prince’s door as he took a deep breath.

The anxious trait stood there for a solid two minutes, just staring at the door before he raised his fist and knocked, waiting for his friend to open the bedroom door.

The door opened after a few seconds, revealing ‘Roman’ with a tired and annoyed look on his face.

Virgil suddenly grew way more anxious than he was just a second ago, getting ready to interrogate his friend as he played with his fingers.

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“C’mon,” whispered Jackie as he crouched down behind a wall, quickly running and jumping up on a low hanging beam, just as he had the last time he had been there.

The masked hero reached down, helping the other two up with ease.

“Where are we going now?” Roman asked, looking around the theatre from the beam as he crouched down on it.

“Just be quiet and follow me,” Jackie said, walking across the beam carefully to get up to a higher one, helping Yan and Roman once more.

“You see that room?” Jackie asked, pointing to the room he found Anti, the Jims, King and Dark in, the other two nodding. “We need to get into there. He might have written down his plan somewhere.”

“And how are we supposed to get into there?” Yandere asked, watching as Actor exited the room along with his henchmen, the trio immediately going quiet.

They watched as Actor said something, the three not being able to catch it as Actor walked away from the room.

Three of Actor’s henchmen stayed and guarded the door to the room they needed to get to, glowing guns in their hands as they blankly stared ahead.

“Let’s take them out,” Roman said, about to jump off the beam only to be stopped by Jackie holding the back of his sash.

“We’re not going for them,” Jackie said, eyeing the weapons the men were holding.

“What? Why not?” Yandere asked, their eyebrows scrunched together in confusion.

Jackie sighed, pointing outwards, “You see the weapons they're holding? They’re the ones Actor made to kill us with so if we go down there, they'll shoot at us and immediately try to kill us.”

“Ah,” the two said simultaneously, now understanding why Jackie was so concerned.

“What are we gonna do then?” Roman asked, looking to his left, and right, at the other two.

“We’re going to follow that asshole,” Jackie said, jumping down from his position on the beam with the other two following, landing with an unnoticeable sound.

~

“They’re here,” one of Actor’s henchmen said, glancing up to the beam where the three intruders were, knowing the Egos and Side wouldn't hear him.

“We need to inform Actor,” another one spoke up, glancing sideways to his friend. “Jerry, use your earpiece.”

The guy, Jerry, nodded, pressing the button on his earpiece, talking quietly, “Boss, they’re here.”

A reply came from the other side almost immediately, Jerry telling the other two what was said.

“He said that he is going to the trap room. The three will most likely follow him.”

The other two men nodded, going back to staring at the wall in front of them and pretending they didn’t see the three intruders rush past on the beams above.

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“What do you need?” ‘Roman’ asked Virgil who stood awkwardly in front of the prince, playing with the ends of his jacket sleeve.

“I.. I just needed to talk to you. Can I come in?” Virgil asked, silently cursing himself for stuttering as he smiled stiffly.

Roman stared at Virgil for a moment before moving out of the way so Virgil could enter.

“What did you want to talk about?” The prince asked, closing the door and locking it, making Virgil nervously sweat, keeping a close eye on the male.

“Uh... W-why did you lock the door?”

“Oh! Just in case someone walked in when you were talking. Y’know, didn’t want anyone to interrupt our conversation.”

Virgil nodded, looking around the room before directing his eyes back to his fanciful friend, “Are you okay? You seemed off last night.”

Roman sighed, raising a single eyebrow, “I told you I was tired. I’m completely fine now.”

Virgil nodded, awkwardly looking around the room before noticing the phone on the bed.

Someone was calling. Virgil was about to tell Roman but stopped when he saw who was calling, the Side reading the name quickly.

Actor.

Virgil widened his eyes, looking at Roman quickly.

“Ro?” The anxious trait questioned, watching as who he thought was Roman looked over at him. “Why is Actor calling you?”

Anxiety watched as the man’s face turned into one of surprise, the so-called ‘prince’ running to the phone and pressing the ‘decline’ button.

“You’re not Roman are you?” Virgil asked as he saw the man’s eyes flash a vibrant blue before turning back to the normal hazel colour.

“I’m afraid not,” the man said, slowly walking towards Virgil who kept stumbling backwards until his back hit the far wall.

Virgil’s breath picked up, the mystery man now being up close to him, the anxious trait flinching when he saw 'Roman's' hand move towards him.

“What are you going to do to me?” Virgil whispered, frightened as the man stared at him, Virgil thinking he was staring into his soul.

“Me? Nothing,” the man said, a smirk lighting up his face as his eyes turned blue once again, this time staying that colour. “Actor? Well, you’ll have to wait and see.”

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The trio watched as Actor called someone, waiting until Actor put his phone in his pocket to corner the man.

Roman ran up behind the villain, grabbing both wrists and handcuffing him as quickly as he could while Jackie jumped down from a beam.

Yandere appeared from behind a large box in the spacious room they were now in, Actor being completely cornered.

“We’ve got you now,” Yandere said with a triumphant grin on their face as they raised their katana.

Actor, after a few seconds of silence, smirked which made the other three share confused looks, the evil Iplier chuckling at their obliviousness.

“I’m afraid not.”

All of a sudden, multiple chains appeared out of nowhere, wrapping themselves around the three Egos/Side, beginning to pull the three to different parts of the walls.

Jackie, Yandere and Roman struggled as the chains wrapped around their wrists in a death grip.

The Ego's and Side grunted as their backs hit the wall they were being pulled into, all still struggling to get free as they tugged on the chains, not caring if they hurt themselves in the process.

“Tut, tut, tut,” Actor said, shaking his head as one of his henchmen came out to uncuff him, the smirk from before still on his face as he rubbed his wrists. “You should know better than to underestimate me.”

Roman growled as Actor walked towards him, trying to back away further into the wall as Actor pulled out a tazer with a smirk on his face.

“Nighty-night.”

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“Virgil!” Roman yelled as he watched the emo get dragged across the floor and to another part of the room, chains immediately getting attached to his wrists and ankles just as they had to the others.

“What did you do to him?!” The prince yelled once more, glaring daggers at Actor, the other two looking at Virgil in worry.

“Oh, I didn’t do anything,” Actor said, walking forwards with his hands clasped behind his back. “He did something.”

Roman, Jackie and Yandere watched as a man stepped out of the shadows, the three widening their eyes when they saw who he looked like.

“But...” Yan mumbled, glancing between the man and Roman, their heir covering most of their right eye.

Jackie’s mouth was wide opened, the hero finally coming to his senses as he shook his head, realising what the man was, “A shapeshifter.”

“Correct,” the man spoke with a grin, making the three even more bewildered as he had the same voice as Roman. “My name is Rick. I’ll be taking Roman’s place.”

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“Where’s Jackie?” Marvin questioned as he walked into the living room, glancing at everyone inside it. “I’ve looked everywhere and I can’t find him.”

“Virgil's disappeared too,” Patton spoke up, eyebrows furrowed in worry as everyone grouped together.

“So has Yandere,” Wilford spoke up for the first time in ages, the man wiggling his moustache in concern.

“Where have they gone?” Chase asked, taking his hat off to run his hand through his hair.

Remus was about to speak, but he got cut off by ‘Roman’, “Could they have gone to find Actor? It is a possibility.”

Dark sighed, raising a single eyebrow at the Side, “Don’t be silly. They wouldn’t have done that when they saw what Actor did not too long ago.”

Everyone else nodded in agreement, glancing at each other.

“But what if they did go?” Roman pushed on, using hand gestures as he spoke. “Someone has to go check.”

“Look, as much as I want to go check we can’t,” Anti said, cracking his knuckles as he yawned.

“And why not?”

Anti sighed in irritation, rubbing his temples as he said, “Because Actor has the theatre laid with traps. As soon as someone goes in, they will most likely get stuck in a trap.”

“How do you know all this,” Logan question, pushing his glasses further up the bridge of his nose, looking at the demon expectantly.

“Because he told me when he was blabbering on about a girl called Celine back when I was in the theatre. He said he had multiple traps and that his goons wouldn’t attack us if we go in.”

“Wait, why won’t his goons go after us?” Bim questioned, staring intently at the glitch.

“No clue. He wants to trap us and that’s all I know.”

~

As soon as everyone separated ways, Rick slipped past everyone and went to Roman’s room, closing and locking the door before he took out his phone, messaging Actor.

‘Actor, everyone knows the theatre has traps.’

‘How?’ came Actors reply almost instantly.

‘The glitch’

Actor sighed, cursing himself for even telling Anti about anything to do with the theatre, “That asshole!”

“Who’s the asshole?” Yandere asked, raising an eyebrow at Actor’s behaviour, the Iplier smirking at how frustrated the male seemed to be.

“Anti. I’ll kill him!”

“Good luck with that,” Jackie retorted. “How many times have you tried to kill him? And how many times have you failed? Has anything worked?”

“Speak and I will kill you,” Actor threatened, pointing a gun at the hero who smirked in return.

“You know I’m right,” the hero continued, shrugging as the sound of the metal chains echoed throughout the room. “None of your plans that involved Anti have worked. Remember when you tried to get Celine to like you back and you asked Anti to help you years back? Remember the way that plan backfired and she hated you even more? Reme-”

BANG!

Roman and Yandere widened their eyes as a bullet was lodged into the hero’s abdomen, the hero still smirking as he knew he pissed Actor off.

“Don’t speak of her!” Actor yelled as he speed-walked towards the Septiceye, his face now right in front of Jackie’s, pointing a finger at the male as he glared.

Actor got up, walking out of the room, leaving the hero to bleed out while his friends panicked.

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“Yes, I know,” Mark sighed as he held his phone up to his ear, speaking to someone. “I’ll tell you more about it later, okay?”

A sigh came from the other side of the phone, “Fine. Just promise me you are and will be safe?”

“Amy, everything is just fine! You don’t need to worry!”

“Then promise me you’ll be safe!” Amy exclaimed from the other side of the phone, extreme worry laced in her tone.

Mark heaved in a sigh, not so sure if he can keep this promise he’s about to make, “Fine. I promise. Anyway, are you okay?”

“I’m fine. Just stuck worrying about you. I’m going to start getting grey hairs soon!”

Mark chuckled at this, walking up and down the hall he was in slowly, “Hey, at least I told you I was going somewhere.”

“But you didn’t tell me where,” Amy sighed once again, Mark being able to hear shuffling from her side of the phone. “Just, make sure to keep your promise, okay?”

“Okay. I love you, Amy.”

“I love you too, Mark,” Amy replied, hanging up the phone.

~

Jack sighed, getting another text from Robin.

‘Jack, where are you? Everyone in Brighton is worrying about you. We are really tempted to call the police for a missing person’s report.’

‘Don’t call the police. I’m absolutely fine.’

Not even a minute later, the Irishman got a call from his friend.

Jack answered, being prepared for a yell.

“Where are you?! You left without telling anyone!” Came Robin’s voice which was nearly loud enough to make him deaf.

Sean sighed, rubbing a hand down his face in frustration, “I know! I’m sorry, okay? I’m just away for a while.”

“Where to?!” Came another voice from the phone, this one Jack recognising as Felix’s.

“America. . .,” Jack sighed, getting ready for another yell as he braced himself.

“America?!” Two feminine voices sounded. Marzia and Evelien.

Jack didn’t reply, giving his girlfriend another chance to talk, “Why are you in America?! Why didn’t you tell me?!”

“I’m sorry!” Jack apologised, feeling twice as bad as he scratched at his beard. “It was unexpected.”

He heard Evelien sigh, saying something to the other three before she spoke, “Look, Sean. I’m really worried. Why didn’t you say you were going?”

“I-I don’t know. . .,” Jack replied, grimacing at the stuttering he just did. “I was going to but I forgot.”

“What is it with you and forgetting things?” Evelien laughed before sighing. “Look, I’m not mad. But I need you to promise me you’ll be okay.”

“I promise,” Jack said, remembering everyone was having a meeting in a couple of minutes, the man's eyes widening. “Look, Evelien I have to go. I love you.”

“I love you too, Sean.”

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“Okay, we need three people to go check out the theatre. Who wants to go?” Thomas questioned as soon as everyone gathered in the living room, him, Mark and Jack standing in front of their egos/sides.

The three watched as Chase, Bim, Deceit, Marvin, Remy, Logan, Wilford, Dark and Anti stepped forwards.

“Deceit can go,” Mark decided, pointing to the Side who smirked. “So can Wilford and Chase. Can everyone apart from you three, Logan and Marvin leave?”

Thomas spoke up again once the others left, “You guys are gonna have to wear an earpiece. Logan will give you one when you're leaving.”

The three assigned to the mission nodded, standing in silence for a few seconds as they glanced at each other.

“What’s the plan?” Chase asked, looking at Logan who handed him an earpiece, the dad taking it.

“You guys will have to be quiet and watch out for any traps,” Jack explained, looking at them somewhat anxiously. “You can talk to us through the earpieces.”

The three nodded, Mark now speaking, “All you three have to do is find out where Virgil, Jackie and Yandere are. If you see them, don’t go get them. Try and get out, but inform us first.”

“What if we get caught?” Deceit asked, raising an eyebrow, Wil standing to the side as he watched everyone converse.

“Just.. . . try not to.”

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“We’re in,” Chase whispered into his earpiece, receiving a simple ‘Okay’ from Jack, him and the other two looking around the room they were in.

“What do we do now?” Deceit asked as he scanned the newfound area, his face stoic and void of all emotions.

“Just sneak around,” Thomas ordered, his voice seeming urgent from the other line. “Make sure you stick to dark corners and areas so you don’t get seen. Look out for traps.”

“Got it,” Wilford said, taking the lead and looking around for somewhere to go, which the other two were hesitant about, but they let him do so.

“Down there,” Deceit said, pointing up to a beam that wasn't too far above them. “Boost me up.”

Deceit placed his foot on Chase’s hands, the latter pushing the side up to the beam.

The dark side, as soon as he balanced himself, reached down and helped the other two up, the three now all crouched down, trying to stay steady as they moved along.

“Where are we gonna go?” Wil asked, looking around once more as he scrunched his eyebrows together, wiggling his moustache out of habit.

“That way,” Chase said, gesturing towards a large metal door. “There’s got to be something in there.”

The other two nodded, walking across the bar and jumping from one to another as they got closer to the room.

“Shh!” Deceit exclaimed before any of the others could speak, watching as Actor walked out of the room they were headed to, the three trying to be as quiet as possible.

“Shit!” Chase whisper yelled as he moved slightly to his left, his foot slipping off of the beam, panic overflowing his emotions, the septic beginning to fall from the beam.

Wilford and Deceit caught the ego by his shirt before he could fall too far to the ground, the two helping him up as fast as they could without getting caught.

“That was close,” Wilford whispered, relief in his voice as he turned his attention away from the Septic and back to the room they were headed to.

“Too close,” Deceit responded, looking back towards the door. “He left the door open. How stupid.”

“Awesome,” Chase said, smiling lightly. “Now we have to get in there without getting caught, which will be a piece of cake.”

“You keep telling yourself that,” Deceit said exasperatedly, hopping over to the last beam and walking across it being followed by the other two.

“Is there anyone on the inside?” Wilford questioned, moving around to try and catch a glimpse of the room.

“No clue,” Chase responded, silently jumping down and looking around before peeking his head into the room.

The man gestured for the other two to come down, the three now entering the large room seeing who they were looking for and someone they didn’t expect.

“Roman?!” Deceit quietly yelled, going over to the fellow side. “I thought you were at the house!”

“What? I haven’t been there since, like, two days ago,” the prince responded with his eyebrows furrowed.

“But we saw you just before we came here...” Chase trailed off. “But that means...”

“Yea, it’s a shapeshifter,” Jackie countered weakly, wincing as he held his side in pain. “Can you get us out now?”

“We can’t,” Chase said, a sorrowful look on his face. “We were told not to. We'll be coming back here soon but with more people.”

"Oh, c'mon, you two! What's the harm in grabbing them and running?" Wilford spoke up, his hands placed on his hips as he grinned at everyone.

"We were told to find them and leave, we aren't prepared to escape with them!" Deceit exclaimed quietly. "Especially when Jackie's injured."

Yandere groaned in annoyance, glaring at the three, “Can we not go now?!”

“Shut up! We might get caught!” Deceit ordered, looking around the room once more, noticing Virgil here too.

“Guys,” Chase spoke through the earpiece. “We found them. But there's a surprise.”

“What is it?” Jack questioned almost immediately after his ego had spoken.

“The Roman that's in the house isn’t Roman.”

“What? What do you mean?!” Mark exclaimed, his voice sounding urgent and confused.

“It’s a shapeshifter. Just, make sure everyone is okay and no one goes near him,” Chase commanded, licking his lips before pursing them.

A sigh came from the other side, Thomas responding this time, “Got it. Now get out of there and come back. We’ll get some others to go soon.”

“You better hurry,” Chase said, crouched down beside Jackie. “Jackie is really hurt. He’s bleeding and if we don’t get him to one of the doctors soon, he’ll die.”

“Got it. Now be careful on the way out.”

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“So Roman isn’t Roman?” Logan asked, raising his eyebrow as he crossed his arms.

“Technically yes, but also a no,” Deceit said, confusing the other five even more.

“So, what it is, is that the Roman that has been walking around this house for the past, like, two days has been this random-ass dude,” Chase said, wagging his hands around while trying to explain it.

“A shapeshifter,” Marvin said, nodding as he remembered what was said earlier. “We didn’t believe you earlier but now we can see how serious you are.”

“Why would we lie about something like that?” Wilford asked, his accent showing a bit more as he got annoyed, clenching his fists by his side.

Mark sighed, “We know how you and Chase can be so we thought it was a prank, y’ know?”

Chase was about to argue before Jack cut him off, “Look, doesn’t matter. All we have to do is get them out of there. Jackie is bleeding to death, hell, he could even be dead right now!”

“Jack’s right,” Thomas agreed. “Virgil is probably freaking out right now. I can feel it.”

Logan nodded curtly, “We need some people to watch that guy that’s pretending to be Roman and we'll get others to go with you three to free Virgil, Roman, Yandere and Jackie.”

The three that just returned from the theatre nodded their heads, leaving the room.

“Who will we send out with them?” Thomas questioned, turning to the others in the room.

“Well, who would be the best at getting people out?” Marvin questioned.

“You would,” Logan said. “You can use a portal to get them out but you will have to bring some other people to get them to the portal. Someone like Anti, Remy, Bing and Google.”

“The doctors won’t let Anti out,” Jack stated, staring blankly at the wall in front of him.

“Well, in this case, they won’t know,” Mark said, smirking at his plan. “Besides, Anti has been wanting to get out of the house for ages but the doctors didn’t let him.”

Jack was about to disagree before seeing the hopeful looks on his friends’ faces making him sigh, “Fine, but if anything happens to them, I’m blaming it on you guys.”

Mark grinned wider, “Yes! Let’s get them out tonight!”

~

“Anti?” Marvin questioned, walking into the room.

“What do you want?” The glitch replied, annoyed about being stuck in the house for ages as he crossed his arms along his chest.

“Well, Logan, Jack, Mark, Thomas and I had a plan to get the others out of the theatre and you need to come with us.”

Anti perked up as Marvin said that, replying with, “What do I need to do?”

“We need you to get one of them to the portal I’ll be creating to bring them to the house,” Marvin stated. “You up for that?”

“ 'Course I am!” Anti exclaimed. “Finally, I’m getting out of this house. Wait, will the doctors know?”

“No. They will never in a million years let you go out to do this so we aren’t telling them.”

Anti nodded, “When are we going?”

“Now,” Marvin said, throwing him some clothes. “Get changed, I’ll wait outside so the doctors won’t come in.”

The glitch nodded, waiting until the magician closed the door to punch the air and quietly say, “Yes! Now I can get out! No stupid doctors telling me to stay in here!”

~

"Go!" Marvin exclaimed, hurrying everyone into the portal he made that led to the theatre, the others stepping through before the magician did the same, making sure the portal wouldn't be visible from inside the house.

As soon as the Septiceye stepped through, he caught sight of Virgil, Roman, Yandere and Jackie all chained to walls, the latter being injured as blood pooled around him on the floor.

Anti had already started walking towards Jackie to help while Google stepped towards Virgil, Remy already by Roman's side with Bing struggling with Yandere's chains.

The chains rattled throughout the room, the others who were there standing guard in case any of Actor's henchmen came in to try and stop them, both Chase and Wilford having their guns out.

"Marv, these chains aren't budging!" Bing exclaimed, his jaw clenched as he tried his best to break them with his robotic strength, seeing the others also struggling.

Anti had already got Jackie out after glitching him through the chains, the hero still sitting on the floor.

Marvin, after telling everyone to step away from the chains, raised his right hand, watching as his fist got surrounded in purple magic that shot towards each person's chains.

Within seconds, each chain let out a loud crack, signifying that they had snapped, each person now free, well, everyone apart from Virgil.

"Marvin, you didn't do anything to Virgil's chains," Google growled out, turning back to the Side who was staring at his chained up wrists in confusion.

"It didn't work?" Marvin questioned to himself, repeating the process from before, but the chains still wouldn't budge. "Anti! Drop Jackie and let Google bring him to the portal, glitch Virgil out of his chains."

Anti growled under his breath, handing Jackie's limp body to the android, racing over and skidding to a stop beside Anxiety.

A bunch of yelling came from outside the room, signifying to the others that Actor's men had found out they were there.

"Anti, when you get him free glitch to the house, we can't stay here to wait for you," Yandere yelled over, stepping through Marvin's portal, the Iplier being the last person left as the portal closed after him.

"Goddamn, it," Anti cursed, his hand wrapped around Virgil's wrist, the Side flinching at the contact as Anti's whole body started glitching, the glitches travelling up Virgil's body.

The door to the room they were in opened with a loud bang, Anti growling under his breath as he focussed on getting Virgil out of the chains.

Glitches and sparks flew off of Anti's body, the Side beginning to vibrate from the glitches that were now travelling within him.

The yelling of the men behind the glitch made Anti frustrated as he raised his left hand, his palm facing the crowd of men, a large storm of glitches flying from his hand and straight into the crowd.

A small explosion sounded, the bodies of the men falling to the ground as Anti finally managed to glitch Virgil out of his chains, the Septiceye looking towards who he had shot at.

Anti let out a small sigh of anger, annoyed that he didn't see Actor anywhere in the pile of bodies.

Virgil grabbed Anti's shoulder, the glitch knowing what to do as he teleported himself and Virgil to the house.

A second or two later, the duo appeared in the middle of the living room, the rest of the Egos/Sides standing around them, most of them looking annoyed.

The two could see the others that went along with them to help the others escape, the three creators and Logan also standing beside them with grimaces all on their faces.

“Um...” Anti faltered as Virgil let go of his shoulder, the Septic smiling awkwardly as he saw the doctors give him an even angrier look. “Hey, guys. .. .”

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“Why did you do zat!?” Henrik exclaimed, looking at Anti with an irritated look as soon as he and the glitch were away from the others, the male being twice as mad at the fact his patient went out without permission.

“Do what.. . ?”

“Go out zere ven I specifically said not to!” Henrik yelled louder, wagging his arms around in frustration, his eyebrows furrowed in anger.

“Because I wanted to help! I don’t wanna be stuck in my room all the time!” Anti yelled back, pointing a finger at the other Septic ego. “I don’t even have any wounds, so what’s the point of me staying in here!? You need to stop babying me!”

Henrik sighed, rubbing his hands down his face, “I don’t care, you could get taken by Actor again! How did you get kidnapped the first time, anyway?”

“It’s stupid,” Anti said, remembering when Callie outsmarted him as he glared at the wall, a snarl on his face.

Henrik smirked, “I’m guessing Callie kidnapped you, or at least outsmarted you. You must be really annoyed. I remember when you used to say girls weren’t as smart as boys. You regret saying zat now?”

“Shut up,” Anti muttered, glaring at Henrik with his arms crossed, small glitches bouncing off of his body.

The doctor rolled his eyes, going back to why he had dragged Anti away from everyone else, “Did you hurt yourself when you vere out zere?”

“Nope.”

The German doctor sighed once again, “Fine, you can go. Just don’t do anyzing stupid.”

“No promises!” Anti yelled, the male already outside the door, thankful that the doctor let him out. "And also, fuck you!"

Schneep, once again, rolled his eyes, “I swear he vill get hurt again. He’s alvays getting himself into bother.”

~

A couple of hours later, everyone apart from the shapeshifter was gathered in Dark's office.

“So the Roman we’ve been talking to for the last couple of days has been a fake?” King asked, resulting in everybody who knew this information to nod their heads.

“Oh my god!” Patton exclaimed, looking guiltily at Roman. “I can’t believe I didn’t notice! I’m such a terrible friend!”

The real Roman sighed, shaking his head lightly, “Patton, it is fine. My own brother didn’t even realise it wasn’t me.”

“I did too!”

“Liar,” the prince said, glaring lightly at him before turning to everyone else. “Anyway, what are we gonna do about the imposter?”

“I suggest we kill him!” Remus yelled with Deceit nodding along, the two being given a warning look from the three YouTubers at the front of the room.

“I mean...” Anti trailed off, glancing at everyone with a suggestive look. “It’s just one person, it should be okay, right?”

“Anti! No!” Jackie exclaimed, looking at Anti in shock as his brother hasn’t been like this in ages.

“What?! It’s was just a suggestion!” Anti said, holding his arms up in a surrendering manner. “Remus thought of it first!”

The hero just rolled his eyes and leaned on the wall behind him with his arms crossed, his wound not bothering him too much as Marvin helped stop the pain with his magic.

Google, who hadn’t been taking part in what was happening so far, spoke up, “We will have to do something. Maybe we can kill him?”

“No!” Patton exclaimed. “What is it with you guys and killing people!?”

The others just shrugged, thinking it would be cool to do what Remus suggested, I mean, it wouldn't have been the first time they've killed someone, so why couldn't they?

Chase rolled his eyes, “Well, we’re going to have to do something before he does anything to us and the only suggestion we’ve got is death.”

‘We could capture him and use him to get to Actor,’ Jameson suggested, the dapper male taking part for once.

“That is if he even cares about this dude,” Bing spoke, sitting beside both Chase and Remy, the latter sipping on their coffee.

“Well, it’s our only non-violent way so I say we get going,” Jack spoke, Thomas nodding his head along with what his friend said.

“Who said it won’t be violent?” Dark questioned, raising an eyebrow at the Irishman.

“Me!” Patton, King and Jackie exclaimed, giving the demon an exasperated look.

"We could bloody him up a bit, though?" Mark added in, shrugging as he looked at everyone, Thomas and Jack glaring at him, silently telling him not to encourage the violence.

~

“I’ll do it,” Roman said after a few minutes of silence, looking up with determination on his facial expression.

“You sure?” Patton questioned, looking to his left where the prince sat. “I mean, someone else can do it. You just came back from the theatre.”

“I’m fine, I’ll do it tonight. Just make sure the guy doesn’t know I’m here.”

“He’ll figure out if Actor tells him,” Virgil stated, staring at the table in front of him, looking lost in thought as he continued. “He could already know we’ve escaped by now.”

“Okay, that’s true but I’ll still wait until tonight. Stay clear of him, we don’t want anyone getting caught again.”

Everyone nodded, parting ways and going to their rooms or hanging around in the kitchen or living room.

“Hey, guys,” the shapeshifter said, smiling at everyone as he entered the kitchen, not suspecting anything.

The two doctors, who were in there to get some coffee, shared a glance before picking up their cups and leaving the room with a quick ‘goodbye’ and 'we've got some things to do'.

“That’s weird, they’ve never done this before,” the man said quietly, looking down at the ground with his eyebrows furrowed.

The man walked into the living room, looking around and sitting beside Patton.

He wouldn’t leave, he’s too nice. Right?

Wrong.

Patton quickly got up, pretending Bim had messaged him and needed his assistance with something as he left, walking down the hall with his head down to Jackie’s room where Jackie, Yandere, Virgil, Roman and the two doctors now were.

“I don’t like ignoring him,” Patton confessed, his kind nature showing through.

“Well, you’re gonna have to,” Yandere said after looking up when the door opened. “If you keep talking with him, you could get kidnapped like Virgil did.”

Patton sighed, scratching his arm as he grew slightly troubled, “I’ll stay in here with you guys. If I don’t I might end up talking to him.”

“Good choice,” Dr Iplier said, sipping his coffee as he sat at Jackie's desk.

~

It was now midnight and Roman was sneaking around the house to see if the imposter was wandering around, which was a no.

The prince, after looking around, knew the man was in his room.

Creativity looked around him once more before walking towards his room, turning the corner in the hall and stopping at his door, about to open it until someone else opened it from the other side.

The side quickly turned and hid behind the corner he just came from, turning to look at the man who was now walking down the hallway.

Roman slipped around the corner and followed close behind, making sure to not make a sound while waiting for the moment to strike.

Roman had a cloth in his hand, the cloth having a specific substance on it, the male getting ready to put it over the man’s mouth and nose.

Just as Roman was about to strike, the shapeshifter turned around as he thought someone was watching, before he started walking forward once more.

Roman sighed from behind the wall, turning and jumping on the man’s back with the cloth over his mouth.

The man struggled for a few moments, backing up onto a wall making Roman lose his grip.

The man dropped to the floor at the same time Roman did, the shapeshifter being too late to get the prince off of him.

Roman stood up, dragging the now unconscious man into the doctor’s office, the two having stayed up late like they always do.

Roman dumped the man on the floor, not bothering to put him in a comfortable position as the man started to shift into himself again.

The two doctors raised their eyebrows, the Iplier saying, “What do you expect us to do?”

“I don’t know. You guys were the only ones I knew would be awake.”

Henrik sighed, having a plan as he spoke, “Vright, bring him into zis room.”

The German doctor led the prince into the hospital room they had that Dark was in, him and the prince putting the man into a straight jacket before tying him to the bed.

“What are we going to do with him?” The Iplier asked, now entering the room after a few minutes.

“Just leave him here and send Actor a letter or something like that,” Roman said, watching the man on the bed as he crossed his arms, glaring.

“Vell, vhat if Actor doesn’t care about zis guy? Vhat vill ve do zen?”

The other two shrugged, the German rolling his eyes at the lack of a plan, mumbling something under his breath before turning to leave the room.

“Let’s just see how it goes,” the prince said with a shrug, him and Dr Iplier following the Septic.

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It had been two weeks and Actor hadn’t come to get Rick, the shapeshifter, and everyone starting to doubt if Actor was even coming to save him in the first place.

Well, most Egos and Sides had a doubt from when they first heard the plan, knowing Actor wouldn’t even care, he could always find new people to serve for him as henchmen.

“He’s definitely not coming now,” Anti said, watching as he threw his knife up only for it to get stuck in the ceiling, the demon humming as he watched it wobble.

A few others nodded, all thinking the villain would never show up.

Dark sighed, “He’ll come. He’s just waiting until we all think he isn’t, then he’ll strike.”

“Will he be coming for Rick?” Asked Remus, sitting crisscrossed beside Anti on the floor, the latter laying on the couch. “If he doesn’t, can we kill the guy? He’s annoying me with the amount of noise he makes in that room.”

Bim sighed, pushing his glasses further up his face as he looked over at the second Creative Side, “No, we aren’t killing him, even if it would make most of us happy. And Anti, don’t throw the knife up there. It almost hit Virgil the other day.”

Remus pouted while Anti shrugged, catching the knife as it fell towards his face.

“Let’s face it,” Chase started, kicking himself up from the wall he leant on. “He won’t come. Let’s just go on with our lives.”

‘How about we go to sleep and talk about it again in the morning, it’s already one AM’ Jameson signed, everyone nodding and going to their rooms apart from the doctors and Logan.

“Let’s see how this guy is doing,” Caleb said after entering the medical area in the house, trying to turn on the monitor that would show them what the camera in Rick’s room was seeing.

“It won’t work,” the Iplier said, clicking a few more buttons on his keyboard that was hooked to the monitor.

“Let me try,” Logan said, trying to fix it, his fingers pressing buttons and flicking switches expertly, the male stepping back with his eyebrows furrowed. “I can’t seem to get it working.”

“I’ll go check ze room,” the German doctor said, opening the door that led to the basement, which was where the shapeshifter’s 'room' was.

The doctor cautiously opened the door, looking around before letting out a sigh as he saw Rick on the bed.

Henrik walked further into the room until he stood beside the bed Rick was laying in, the German doctor glaring at the unconscious man.

Henrik's eyes widened as he gasped, a cold hand moving in front of his face and covering his mouth, dragging him to the far corner of the room where a large hole was made, being in the corner that was out of sight from the camera on the wall, that still wasn't working.

The doctor tried struggling but nothing worked as he was dragged backwards, the male kicking and elbowing the person that he was being dragged by.

The Septic looked backwards, his eyes widening once more when he spotted Actor with a sickening grin on his face, dragging him into the hole and up the tunnel that was dug.

~

“What is taking Henrik so long?” Logan asked, raising his eyebrows as he still tried to get the cameras to work, the monitor beeping a few times, but still not showing the footage from the camera.

Caleb shrugged, about to say something until the camera turned on with a buzz, showing Actor dragging Rick away with Henrik nowhere to be seen in the camera's vision.

The two shared a look before they turned, quickly running down the stairs and entering the room seconds later, the two panting as they frantically looked around the room, not seeing Actor, Rick or Schneep.

The only thing they could see, however, was the newfound hole in the wall that Actor had entered in through.

“I’m going to get him,” Caleb said, walking towards the dirt tunnel only to get pulled back by Logan, the Side giving him an irritated look.

“Shouldn’t we tell the others?” The Side asked, thinking it would be best to inform the rest.

“No, it'll take too long,” Dr Iplier said, shaking his head and walking forward once Logan let go of the back of his shirt. "Besides, no one else is awake right now."

“I’m coming with you.”

The Iplier sighed, gesturing for Logan to follow, “Okay. We have to go up the tunnel.”

The Side nodded, stepping around Iplier and walking in front of him, starting up the slope that had been dug down.

As they reached outside, they looked around for any of the three that left but saw nothing, the sky dark and starry as they looked up at it.

“Here,” Logan said, looking towards the ground, squinted to get a better look. “Tire tracks.”

Dr Iplier nodded, Logan following the man as they began to follow the trail, the tracks being very faint and almost unnoticeable.

“Where do you think they will lead?” Logan asked, facing forwards as his eyes occasionally flickered down to the tracks they were following.

“Probably the theatre.”

“No, the theatre is that way,” Logan stated, pointing to the left of them. “This is the opposing way from the theatre.”

“Ah,” Caleb said, looking confusedly at the Side beside him. “I have no idea, then.”

The two kept walking, no conversation being made as they concentrated on the tire tracks that got harder to see the further they went.

The Iplier was about to complain about how sore his feet were until the tire tracks suddenly stopped, leaving the pair surrounded by trees.

“What. . .?” Dr Iplier trailed off, spinning around and scouring their surroundings. “Where did they go?”

Logan shrugged as he started to walk around, looking for something out of the ordinary that could possibly lead them to the three they were searching for.

The Side heard the doctor sigh, the man beginning to say something, “I don’t think we’ll find them.”

“Maybe, maybe not,” Logan said, looking at a tree and seeing two levers disguised as branches, the male pulling a branch on a tree and watching as it drew downwards.

“Holy shit-!” Logan heard from behind him, the Side turning to see the doctor gone.

He walked forward a bit, spotting a hole in the ground and seeing a ladder leading down, the Side descending on the ladder with ease.

Logan heard a few grumbles as he reached the ground, shifting to see Dr Iplier with an annoyed look placed on his face.

“Could’ve told me you were pulling a lever,” Caleb muttered, brushing off his doctors uniform before crossing his arms along his chest.

The side smirked, raising an eyebrow at the Iplier, “I didn’t know it was a lever.”

“Then why did you pill it?!” Dr Iplier whisper yelled, glaring at him before he huffed in irritation.

“I was curious,” Logan said as he shrugged, the male having known it was a lever from when he first set eyes on it.

The doctor kept grumbling about what happened as they ventured down the only path they saw, wanting to know where Henrik was.

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It was now twelve PM, everyone gathered in the living room apart from the two doctors and Logan to talk like they had planned to earlier that night.

“Where are them three?” Marvin questioned, arms crossed as he waited for Patton to come back from looking for them.

“I couldn’t find them,” the moral trait said as he returned, a look of worry crossing over his face as he walked further into the room.

“Look, {{they’re not okay}}. They probably stayed up really late and fell asleep somewhere, {{you should worry way more than you are now}}. It happens all the time,” Deceit said, rolling his eyes as he fixed his gloves.

“But what if they’re in danger?” Mark asked, in equal worry as Patton and the other two creators, most Egos and Sides also being worried, but they hid it more than others.

“I have a bad feeling about this,” Thomas said as he wrung his hands out of nervousness.

“I have a bad feeling about everything!” Virgil exclaimed, raising his arms up and looking around at everyone.

“There’s your explanation,” Anti and Dark said simultaneously, looking towards Thomas, Virgil being the one that was making Thomas nervous as all hell.

The sides gave them a glare, which the two demons returned, snarling.

Bim sighed, resting his chin on his hand as he glanced at everyone, “Look, we’ll have to do something.”

“Let’s just wait until three and if they don't show, then we start worrying,” Remy suggested, looking at everyone from over the top of their sunglasses.

Everyone sighed, nodding and walking around as they tried to find something to do.

Chapter Text

“I need your help with my plan,” Actor said, circling Schneep who was tied to a chair, the doctor raising an eyebrow at the evil Iplier.

“And vat makes you think I’ll say yes to your said plan?” The doctor questioned, looking down at the ropes tying his arms to the chair.

Actor hummed, shrugging as he stopped walking in circles, “I guess you have a point, but I may be able to bribe you. You see, I have your friend. I think their name is. .. . Remy.”

Actor looked towards the corner of the dimly lit room only for a chair to get dragged in front of Henrik, a person being placed in the chair and that person, supposedly, being Remy.

The German doctor widened his eyes, staring at the person intently for a few seconds before turning back to Actor.

“How did you get him?” Henrik asked, glaring up at the male with a snarl on his face. “What did you do?”

“Don’t worry, I didn’t hurt him,” Actor said with a small grin, his hands clasped behind his back. “At least, I shouldn’t have to.”

The doctor looked at him uncertainly, taking a deep breath as he thought everything through in his head, “What do you mean, ‘at least I shouldn’t have to’?”

“Oh! I mean I’ll have to hurt him if you don’t help me with my plan,” Actor said with a shrug, rolling his sleeves about one quarter up his arm before standing behind the other doppelganger.

“Don’t hurt him!” Schneep yelled out, pulling at the ropes in hope to help his friend, the ropes rubbing at his arms, causing red marks to appear.

“Then help me with my plan.”

The doctor sighed, putting his head down and looking at the ground before responding, “Fine, but don’t hurt him or anyone else.”

When the words came out of the German’s mouth, Actor grinned widely.

His plan was going in the right direction.

In all honesty, Actor thought the Septic Ego would have figured out ‘Remy’ was Rick, but he guessed wrong. He wasn't as smart as the Iplier had taken him to be.

“Good.”

~

“There’s a door,” Logan said, gesturing with a slight jerk of his head to right in front of them.

The Iplier raised an eyebrow at this, walking ahead of the Side, “I know, I’m not blind.”

The Side rolled his eyes, stopping beside the doctor in front of the door, “Be quiet, there might be someone on the other side of it.”

“Most likely.”

Logan rolled his eyes once more, kneeling in front of the door and trying to look through the keyhole, seeing very few things as the space he was looking through was so small.

“I don’t see anyone, but I can’t see much through the keyhole so keep your guard up,” Logic said, standing straight before he slowly opened the door with a creak.

Logan entered the room, looking around for a second before motioning behind him at the doctor, telling him to follow, the doctor closing the door behind him as he did so.

“There’s no one here,” Dr Iplier said, surveying the area they were in, keeping an eye out in case anyone appeared.

“That’s what it looks like. Just be careful, there could be traps or some of Actor’s men down here.”

Caleb nodded, starting to walk towards a door only to be grabbed by the back of his shirt by Logan, the latter dragging the Iplier to behind a corner.

“What did you do that for?” The Iplier whispered, looking over at the other who was peeking around the wall.

The Side gave Dr Iplier an annoyed look before pointing to a man that was now standing in the middle of the room they were in, said person looking around.

“How are we supposed to get past him? I don’t think he’s gonna move anytime soon,” Dr Iplier said, also peeking around the corner with Logic.

Logan pulled something out from his pocket, the Iplier not seeing what it was before the Side shot it at the man who soon fell to the ground.

“A tranquillizer gun?” The Iplier asked questioningly, a weirded out look on his face. “Why do you have that in your pocket?!”

“I have to use it on Remus sometimes,” the Side replied, walking around the corner, back to where they were before. “Don’t ask about it, now follow my lead."

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It was now five in the afternoon, the three not having shown themselves yet while the house had been searched around seven times for the trio, the others who were in the house now gathered together again.

“What are we going to do now?” Chase questioned as he leant against a wall beside Remy. “I mean, we’ve tried everything we can to find them.”

“You haven’t called them,” Google said, glaring at everyone in the room, being sick of all of the meetings that had been called recently.

“I’ll call Logan,” Patton said, pulling out his phone almost instantly. “They’re most likely together so no one else needs to do anything.”

Patton quickly dialled Logan’s number, holding the phone to his ear but not getting a response.

The Moral Side tried four more times before finally getting a response, “Logan?! Where are you?”

“Oh, this isn’t Logan,” came the reply, laughter immediately following the small sentence.

“Actor,” Patton stated, looking around at his friends, seeing Deceit mouth ‘put it on speaker’.

“That’s right. Now, I have your friends and if you want them back you have to hand over Mark, Jack and Thomas.”

By now the call was on speaker, everyone in the room being able to hear what was being said.

“Why should we?” Roman required, knowing there was something up. I mean, isn’t there always? "First, you wanted Dark, and now you've changed your mind to Thomas, Mark and Jack?"

“Well, if you want these three back you’ll have to hand them over,” the man continued, the group that was gathered in the living room being able to hear Actor walk about. “If you say no they die.”

“We’ll do it!” Mark yelled, scared for the three’s lives, Jack and Thomas not saying anything as they bowed their heads, looking to the ground.

Everyone in the room apart from the other two creators looked at him, shocked he would risk his life, but the Iplier's knew he would have done this.

“No way!” Virgil yelled out, looking at them as his eyes flashed a purple colour. “I mean, what if he kills you? Or hurts you? Maybe he’ll brainwash you like he did to Dark, Anti and King! God knows what he’ll do!”

“Look, Virg,” Thomas said, sighing and looking at him with sorrowful eyes. “We need to do this to get the other three back.”

“But-”

“No buts,” the Viner concluded, making Virgil sigh and cross his arms, staring at the ground in defeat.

“Look, maybe-”

“Guys, we are going. End of conversation, we just need to know where to meet with him,” Jack said, pursing his lips when he saw Jameson's sad expression.

“Hand us the phone,” Mark said, Patton giving the electronic to the Youtuber with a small bit of hesitancy.

Mark and Actor talked for a few moments before he hung up, giving the phone back to Morality.

“What’d he say?” Bim asked after a few seconds of silence, everyone looking at the Youtuber expectantly.

“Look, I’m not telling you guys because I know you’ll follow us if you found out where we're meeting him,” Mark said with a sigh, glancing at everyone in the room.

Everyone grumbled, knowing they would do that but were annoyed that they couldn’t go.

“Besides,” Mark started again, sharing a look with the other two creators. “Actor said if anyone else came he would kill them.”

“Fine, you can go,” Marvin spoke up, looking at the three through his cat mask. “Just be safe.”

“We will,” Jack and Thomas both said, looking at each other with worried looks, not knowing if this would turn out right.

“We’re going now, by the way,” Mark told everyone, turning to exit the house with the other two creators following close behind.

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“I think Actor’s in this room,” Logan whispered, holding his ear to the door and listening, being able to hear a muffled conversation.

“Do we go in or do we wait until he comes out?” Dr Iplier asked with his eyebrows furrowed.

“Well, it would make more sense to wait until he comes out,” Logan concluded with a nod of his head. “Actor could have all sorts of weapons in there.”

Caleb nodded, about to say something but being cut off by noise, the man's eyes widening as Logan panicked.

“Shit!” Logan cursed as his phone rang, fumbling to get it out of his back pocket only for the object to fall on the floor, making even more noise.

Before the Side could bend down to pick it up, Actor opened the door beside them, the male being followed by two other people, the evil Iplier snarling down at them.

“Get them,” he ordered simply, the two men that were beside him grabbing the doppelgangers who struggled against their grips, Dr Iplier immediately regretting leaving the house in the first place.

The two were soon dragged into a room and tied to a chair much like Schneep, but a cloth was put in their mouths so they couldn’t talk and interrupt anyone who spoke.

Henrik was also struggling against his ropes, the German doctor's wrists already a bright red from how long he had already been trying to escape, Logan glaring at the other two to get them to stop struggling, knowing they wouldn't be able to get out.

They all stopped struggling as Actor talked on the phone, the three widening their eyes when they heard the three YouTubers were going to meet up with Actor, all sharing a look.

The man hung up the phone a few minutes later, looking towards the three grinning, the Egos and Side just glaring at the man.

“My plan is finally coming together.”

Chapter Text

Actor had sent Rick out to meet the three YouTubers in the woods, giving him specific instructions to make a quick detour before he returned to the bunker.

Actor stood back as he watched Henrik mess with some chemicals and the other two try to make a machine, Actor having threatened them before about killing the creators if they didn’t do as he said, which worked well enough.

“When will you be done?” Actor questioned after getting a message from Rick saying he was on his way back.

“Well, I just need to add zis real quick,” Henrik said, mixing two chemicals, blue and yellow, to make a green one that was now emitting smoke. “Zere! A memory potion. If someone takes zese, zey vill not remember vat happened in the last day.”

“Great!” Actor exclaimed, taking the three vials of green liquid. “Now, help them two.”

Actor walked out of the room, leaving the other three standing there.

Dr Iplier sighed, “I don’t want to do this.”

Logan hummed, responding, “Neither do we but it is mandatory. We don’t want our creators to die, do we? It will lead to our downfall as well as theirs.”

The other two shook their heads, “Vat does he vant zis machine for? I was never informed.”

Logan sighed, “He wants us to make a machine that sends waves of energy, temporarily taking over all egos and sides minds and making them go somewhere without the said person knowing.”

The German knitted his eyebrows together, Dr Iplier saying, “Confusing, isn’t it? We have Logan helping us so it should be easier than it sounds.”

Henrik nodded, looking at all of the mechanical parts in front of him utterly confused.

This is all just confusing. Henrik was a doctor, not a mechanic.

~

The machine was finished after about an hour, Logan being the one who did most of the work as the other two didn't know what they were supposed to be doing half of the time.

Actor came back into the room, seeing the machine was finished before grinning.

“Your creators are almost here, take a seat,” Actor said, gesturing to the three wooden chairs they were in when they first got here.

The three cautiously took a seat, glancing at each other with uncertain looks, the three getting held down all of a sudden by three of Actor's henchmen.

They struggled for a few minutes as Actor grabbed the three syringes he had of the potion that the Septiceye made, the evil Iplier walking towards the Egos and Side with a grin on his face.

Actor injected all three of them one after the other, the three soon feeling dizzy before falling unconscious not that long after.

~

“Ahh, ” Actor exclaimed, clapping his hands together as he was met with the three creators, the Youtubers stopping in their tracks, trying to stay as far away from him as possible. “Your friends are in that room, but you won’t be the ones bringing them back to your house. Rick will take them.”

Actor motioned to Rick who started walking into the room with the two doctors and Logan in it, taking each one out and dragging them outside before throwing him into his truck.

“Now, ” Actor began, clasping his hands together as he stared. “I’m glad you three decided to join me otherwise I would’ve severely hurt them and the others. Follow me.”

The three YouTubers sighed, following Actor with their eyes wandering around the hallways, occasionally glancing at each other in distress.

They arrived in a room with three cell-like cages, gesturing towards them as the YouTubers entered the room.

The three looked at each other, Thomas only nodding as he started walking towards one of the cells, the other two following in his steps.

Mark walked into the one at the left closest to where Actor was standing, Thomas going into the middle and Jack entering the one furthest from Actor.

The villain pressed a button on the wall, all three cell doors shutting downwards making it impossible for them to get out.

“Now, you are probably wondering why I wanted you three, hmm?” Actor said, walking back and forth in front of the chambers, grinning as he glanced at them.

The three only nodded, not saying anything in fear of triggering him, perplexed about why Actor wanted them of all people.

“Well,” he began, pursing his lips. “I discovered something. Better yet, I thought of this years ago but didn’t think it would work. Anyway, I discovered that if you die, the egos and sides die. But the way they die is slow and painful. They will suffer. Whereas when I kill you I could just stab right through your heart. No pain.”

“You do realise if I die then you would die too, right?” Mark explained, his left eyebrow raised, wondering what his ego was trying to say.

“Yes, yes, but I made a machine not too long ago where if you were to die, I wouldn’t die. Although I would have to be hooked up to it 24/7, but we can get past that,” Actor said once more, stopping for a few seconds, scanning the trios facial expressions. “But I won’t kill you yet.”

“What do you have planned?” Jack said, his arms crossed as he leaned on the wall in his cell, staring at him through the metal bars keeping him in the cell.

“Oh, it’s simple really. I’m going to get your Egos and Sides to come here and they can watch you die and in return, I get to watch them die.”

“Why are you even doing this?” Thomas asked, disbelief laced in his voice.

“So I can take over the world, obviously, ” Actor said, turning and looking at all three of them. “I’m starting off with your channels and then I’m going to get to your friends. It’ll be easy.”

"Typical villain motive," Thomas grumbled out, glaring at the male in front of him. "It's always the whole 'I'm going to take over the world!' What good's that gonna do you?"

"Oh hush!" Actor barked at him, growling as he returned the Viners glare. "It has nothing to do with you!"

"All you want is power, right?" Mark questioned, knowing the answer was yes, but he asked anyway. "You want people under your control."

"Precisely, I-"

A small alarm rang from Actors watch before he could even finish his sentence, but he grinned and started walking over to the door, humming a short tune.

“Where are you going?” Jack questioned, his hands gripping tight to the bars as he glared over at him.

“In going to start the rest of my plan.”

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A knock coming from the front door startled everyone, Google being the first to get up, opening it.

Google didn’t see anything as he looked forwards until he glanced downwards, seeing the two doctor and Logans unconscious bodies, the android calling into the house to get others to help him bring the three in.

Jackie, Google and Patton brought them in before placing each of them in their rooms.

“What do you think is happening right now?” Patton asked when he returned to the living room, a worried expression on his face as it rested atop his hand.

Chase sighed, taking his hat off to run his hand through his hair for the millionth time today, “Beats me.”

"I just hope everyone is okay,” Patton said, Virgil sitting beside him and trying to comfort his father figure by rubbing circles on his back.

“I’m sure everything will be okay,” Bim said as he stopped pacing the room. “I mean, what’s the worst that could happen?”

Chapter Text

Actor briskly walked down the halls, stopping in front of the door he needed to enter through as he twisted the door handle, the door swinging open with ease.

The man looked around the room from the doorway, grinning when he spotted the machine that was made not too long ago, closing the door behind him before walking forward until he was in front of the machine.

He studied the object with his eyes squinted, looking beside it on the table to study the page of instructions on how to use it.

The first thing that had been written down was a small side note, telling Actor that if he didn't want to be affected by the machine, he would have to wear a bracelet that sat on the table, the male slipping the jewellery on before reading again.

Actor nodded as he read, the first step simply being to press the large blue button on the side, the male smirking and doing so.

Actor proceeded to complete all of the steps listed on the page, standing back once he heard a whirring sound coming from the gadget, the male raising his right eyebrow as he waited for something to happen.

After a few clicks, the machine let out a large wave of blue light, something only Egos and Sides could see and be affected by.

The man smiled in triumph when he turned and started walking out of the room, returning to the chamber where the three creators stood imprisoned.

“I’m guessing you did it?” Thomas questioned wearily, not wanting anything to happen to the others, yet, he wouldn't get what he hoped for.

“Yep,” Actor said, the mischievous grin still placed on his face as he glanced between his own creator and the other two.

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Virgil groaned, stumbling as he fell into the wall, using it to stay upright, a large pain erupting in his head as he closed his eyes shut, one hand moving up to grip at his own hair.

“Virgil!” King yelled from down the hall, the male running down the corridor and skidding to a stop beside the Side who was now on the floor. “Virgil, are you okay-”

King was cut off by himself crying in pain, he himself beginning to experience the same thing Virgil was, the Iplier stumbling as he fell backwards.

Everyone that caught sight of what happened stared confusedly as they slowly started walking towards them, going to help with whatever was happening.

“What the fuck?!” Anti questioned, stopping in his tracks when he spotted multiple blue lines of light directly headed his and the other Egos/Sides way, the demon walking backwards as he tried getting away from it.

Everyone that hadn’t got a splitting headache like the others were now trying their best to back away, but the waves grew faster and faster the further they went backwards.

Eventually, everyone in the household was experiencing a horrid pain that started at their head, travelling throughout their whole bodies.

After five minutes, the pain and groans from everyone stopped.

The Egos and Sides got to their feet and exchanged an emotionless glance, their eyes all glossed over, before they started walking out through the back door, Dark leading the group.

The two doctors and Logan soon caught up, the same emotionless look in their eyes as the others.

~

It took about thirty minutes before they all got to a big open area in the forest, the group standing there together as they 'saw' someone up ahead.

In front of them stood Actor, who grinned widely at what he was able to achieve as he stood on a small platform.

Actor mumbled something under his breath, glancing out into the crowd of Egos and Sides, causing Marvin to click his fingers, freezing everyone in place.

After Marvin did this, Actor said something else, the magician, once again, using his magic, but this time disabling his own powers which would last for no longer than two hours, meaning the group was stuck frozen in place until the magician gained his powers back.

Actor pulled out his phone, sending a message to Rick, telling him to turn the machine off, which would make the group in front of him return to their normal mental state.

It took a few minutes, but the machine was soon turned off, the Egos and Sides gaining control of their own bodies once again.

“What the hell?!” Janus sounded, being the first person to even speak up as he tried his best to push against the invisible barrier that was stopping him and the others from moving at all.

“You’re finally here,” he began, looking at them before turning around, now facing Mark, Jack and Thomas the three looking worried and annoyed as they were tied to three individual trees.

“I’m glad you could all make it. Now, I would like to tell you my amazing plan before you all die.”

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All the way in Brighton, the blue waves still travelled, not having disappeared yet even with the machine now turned off.

A man with blond hair and glowing blue eyes stood and watched as it came closer to him before coming in contact with his body.

The force didn’t do anything, instead fazing straight through him.

The blond man looked up in the direction the waves were being sent from before heaving out a deep sigh, an unimpressed look crossing his expression.

“Why is it always them getting into trouble?” He asked himself, his Swedish accent very detectable as he spoke.

The man made his fists glow his signature blue colour, hovering above the ground before soaring through the sky and towards America.

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“That won’t happen!” Jackie suddenly yelled, glaring daggers at Actor with the others, his muscles tensed as he still continued to try and escape as soon as Actor had explained his 'excellent' plan.

If looks could kill, Actor would be long gone by now.

“And what makes you think that?” Actor asked, starting Jackie right in the eyes with his malicious grin lighting up his smug expression.

“Marvin can use his magic to get us out of here!”

“Uhm...” Marvin mumbled, looking off to the side in distress, not looking at anyone as he felt everyone's eyes now cast on him. “I cant.”

“What?! Why?” The hero replied, a look of annoyance on his face as he stared at the fellow Septic Ego.

“I don’t know! It’s like my powers are gone!”

Jackie grumbled, now knowing there wasn’t a way out of this as Actor walked closer to the three creators, the Iplier chuckling at the expressions of the three.

Actor stopped, looking to his right and spotting the duffel bag he brought with him, turning and walking towards it with a skip in his step.

“Hmm, ” Actor said, pretending to make a decision as he crouched, looking through the bag of many weapons. “What weapon should I choose?”

“How about none?” Patton’s said quickly, pursing his lips as he stared forwards worriedly. “There’s no need for violence.”

Actor smirked, raising an eyebrow as he side glanced at Morality, “There is always a need for violence.”

Actor picked up a knife from the bag, walking over to the three creators rather slowly, stopping by Thomas as he stared at the Viner who looked uncomfortably back at him

The knife was suddenly lodged into Thomas’s abdomen as Actor flung his arm out, the man gasping at the pain before groaning, pulling at the ropes that bound him to the tree.

“No!” The other two creators yelled along with the Sides, Mark and Jack now trying harder to escape the ropes, which was only giving them severe rope burn.

Actor grinned once again, gripping the blade in his hand tighter, “I know I said I’d give them a quick death, but this is way more fun.”

“You sick bastard!” Remy suddenly yelled, grunting as pain travelled through his whole body, starting in the spot Thomas was hit, him and the rest of the Sides growing in pain since Thomas was slowly losing blood, meaning he was dying.

Logan's breathing picked up as he searched his brain for a way out of the situation, the male clenching his jaw when he remembered something.

He had telekinesis.

'God! I am so stupid! How could I forget that vital information?' Logan cursed at himself before he raised his head, glaring at Actor and focussing on the knife he held.

Logan's whole body stung and ached, but he ignored it, glaring ahead as he saw a very faint dark blue aura surround the knife in Actor's hands.

Logan grinned, his eyes flashing dark blue as the knife flung out of Actor's hand and started floating just as the evil Iplier was about to stab Thomas again.

"What?" Actor questioned, staring at his hand where the knife lay moments ago, the man looking up and staring at the now floating weapon, glaring at it.

As Logan began controlling the blade and starting to attack Actor with it, Dark looked over to Anti and Virgil, "Can you two not use your powers?"

"No, it's not working," Anti replied, glaring at the scene in front of him, watching as the evil Iplier tried desperately to dodge the fast-moving knife. "Virgil?"

"Same," He sighed out, pursing his lips as his hands shook beside him. "No idea why, though."

"Guess all we can do is watch," Yandere grumbled out from beside them, clenching their fists by their sides.

~

The blonde man quietly hovered above the scene, rolling his eyes at everyone's idiocy, scanning the commotion once more before he created a ball of the blue fire that surrounded his fist to float beside him, sending it directly at the man in red, which was Actor.

Actor, who was dodging the knife, too busy to even notice the blue thing coming right towards him, causing him to get hit, the male flying back a few feet, skidding across the grass.

The mystery person dropped down in front of the fallen man who had begun to scramble back to his feet hastily, his eyes wide as he stared at the slightly taller male.

A few of the Egos and Sides that were stuck in place let out an audible gasp, not expecting the demon to show up.

“Die,” was beard from behind the blonde demon who just grinned, glancing at the Egos and Sides as his fist lit up again, the male looking back to the evil Iplier.

“Don’t mess with my friends,” Die said before sending a hard kick towards Actor, the man letting out a pained yell as his body soared backwards, his back hitting a tree with a loud crack.

Die started walking towards Actor again who had aches all over his body at the impact of the tree, the male standing up, cracking his back in the process.

Actor, grumbling under his breath as he saw the next attack coming, ducked, surprising the blonde demon as he faltered by the unexpected dodge.

Actor sent a kick to Die's stomach in the demon's moment of weakness, the latter, in return, stumbling backwards a few feet before regaining balance, planting his feet firmly on the ground.

The knife from before came swooping in, flying straight for Actor, the Iplier widening his eyes as he got distracted by the weapon, ducking under it.

“Haven’t fought in years, ” Die said as he watched Actor try and dodge the weapon, cracking his knuckles and neck before rushing forwards at the other male, going in for a punch but quickly withdrawing his arm from the attack mid-way.

Actor didn't expect the male to switch attack moves, the demon then going down to swipe Actors feet from under him.

Actor grunted as his back hit the ground, not moving as he looked at Die with squinted eyes, a grimace on his face as he knew he wouldn’t win.

Die couched down in front of Actor with a large grin on his face, his fist glowing again as it was raised up to beside his head.

“Nighty night.”

Chapter Text

Die and Anti stood in silence in the hallway outside of the living room, the former raising an eyebrow at the green-haired demon when he sighed.

“Thanks for coming, ” the green-haired demon said, looking away, a grimace on his face, not used to saying things like that. “Haven’t heard from you in ages. Thought you might’ve died.”

Die chuckled, nudging Anti’s shoulder in a friendly manner, a large smirk lighting up his face, “Na, Felix just said if I killed or hurt anyone he’d get me sent to the void, so I thought it best to stay away from everyone.”

Anti made an ‘o’ shape with his mouth, standing there awkwardly as he hadn’t seen the Swedish demon in ages.

“What made you come?” Anti suddenly asked after a few minutes of silence, finally raising his head to look at the blond.

“Well,” Die said, leaning against the wall with his arms folded. “I saw the blue wavey things and I knew it was something to do with you guys. You're always getting into trouble.”

Anti hummed, nodding along with what he said, “We better get back to the others before they start to think something happened between us.”

Die nodded, kicking up from the wall and walking to the living room ahead of the Irish demon, everyone else stood or sat down in the room, including Actor.

Anti followed behind Die, being just in time to see Marvin open a large portal with Dark leading Actor towards it.

“Where’s he going?” The Irish demon asked, his eyebrow raised as soon as he saw the scene, going to sit beside Virgil on the couch.

“The void,” Marvin responded before closing the portal when both Dark and Actor had stepped through, the magician turning around to face everyone else.

“I’m guessing that’s the punishment for him?” Anti figured, everyone in the room nodding along with what he had asked, the demon sighing in relief.

“Well, ” Die began, clapping his hands when everyone stared at him. “I better get going. Felix will assume I’ve killed someone.”

Everyone quickly said their goodbyes, watching as Die stepped out through the back door, flying away back to Brighton.

“We need to get back home,” Jack reminded everyone, his Egos nodding sadly as they didn’t want to leave their new, and old, friends.

“But we aren’t leaving yet,” Jack said, turning to Mark with an excited look on his face, being glad the whole mess was dealt with. “If that’s okay with you?”

“It’s perfect!” Mark exclaimed with a wide smile on his face, one that hadn't been seen in ages. “Thomas, you technically have no choice but to stay because of your injury. We can all just get to know each other a bit more since we didn’t get to do a lot of that with all this Actor shit. How are you holding up, by the way?”

“First of all, we would love to stay, even if I had a choice or not,” Thomas spoke, wincing a few times as he tried to straighten up into a sitting position. “And secondly, my side hurts a lot but I can cope, especially with the pain killers the doctors got me.”

Henrik and Caleb smiled at the creator of the Sides, “We're very glad we could help, seeing as our powers stopped again, it was the best we could do,” Dr Iplier commented, Schneep nodding along with his friend.

“I mean, I was freaking out when Dr Iplier told us Thoms was dying,” Jack said, raising an eyebrow at the Iplier who grinned.

“But he was dying,” the doctor protested, holding one of his arms up in a surrendering manner while he held his coffee cup in the other.

“Yea,” Mark jumped in, raising a single eyebrow at his ego. “And when we went to see if he was okay you said he won’t survive and he was definitely going to die in a few days.”

“April fools. . .?” Dr Iplier awkwardly said, Henrik chuckling beside him as he sipped his coffee.

Everyone laughed, finally free from the tension and worry Actor brung upon the group, everyone settling into a comfortable silence for a few minutes, enjoying the peace.

“How about we have a movie night?!” Patton exclaimed, clapping his hand together in excitement, Jameson and King nodding from their places beside him on the couch.

Everyone agreed, getting snacks, drinks and whatever they needed before collected a stack of movies to watch, the group planning on watching every one they could find.

“Well, ” Thomas started, watching as Jack and Mark walked towards the TV to sort out the first movie. “Let’s get started with this movie night.”