《Tiny soul ( Antisepticeye X reader )》Mind Games
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Y/N's POV
I wake up and notice that Jack isn't here, I instantly start to fear the worse. Then he appears in a cloud of green smoke. He looks like he's still sleeping though. I walk over and shake him awake. He seems to wake up and looks at me. He groggily sits up and looks around, then something clicks, like he remembered what happened.
Jack's Pov
I feel someone shaking me. I wake up to find the person I'm with shaking me. I sit up and look around confused, then I remember. We're still in a glass jar. I still don't know this person's name sooo.... "Hi" I put on my best smile "I don't believe I know your name?" "Oh, m my names Y Y/N." They stuttered out. They look away embarrassed. Or they're just shy.
I was about to speak again when Anti came in. He had someone with him. "Mark" me and Y/N both said in unison. He came running over to the glass "Jack..." he whispered, it looked like Mark, but something felt off.
And there's no way Anti would just let him over to the table, Because he removes the glass, only taking me then putting the glass back over Y/N . He dropped me into his palm. He started looking me over, lifting my arm and releasing it. Inspecting every inch of me.
I looked into his eyes ( no homo ) because I still wasn't sure......
Dark's POV
I saw Jack looking at me, he's doubtful. I changed my appearance earlier so that I looked like Mark. It was Anti's idea. I slowly start to change my appearance so that I looked like my self. I watch as Jack's face turns to pure horror as I start to laugh. He starts to backpedal away as fast as he can. i grab him so he doesn't try to escape. I hold Jack by the back of his shirt. I turn to Anti, who's leaning up against the wall like a teenager.
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Smirking I say to him "What are we going to do with him." He stops leaning against the wall, he changes his looks to look like Jack, I hear a small gasp and I look at jack. He's slowly starting to look like Anti? I almost drop Jack out of shock.
" Anti... how on earth did you do that" I breath out still in shock of what happened. " I have my ways" was all he said. " I know exactly what we're going to do with him". My eyes snap down to Jack, he's looking himself over. Anti walks over and takes him, motioning me to come follow him out of the room.
Jacks POV
I start to feel changes coursing through my body. I look up at Anti, I look at myself and notice that I look like Anti. I gasp. Anti comes over and picks me up and walks out of the room with Dark.
We walk up some stairs, and through a door. I recognize this place, it looks exactly my house, but darker. The walls are painted dark green, with red splotches here and there. I kept trying to figure out if the splotches were from real blood, or just paint.
I don't want to know the answer. We walk through another door where.... Then it clicks. Why he changed my appearance, Why he changed his. He hands me over to Dark once again and starts to set everything up.
Y/N's POV
I start to pound on the glass as hard as I can while they take Jack out of the room. Tears start streaming down my face. I start to feel pain in my hands, I look down and they're bruised from banging on the glass. I curl up in a ball as close to the back of the glass as I can go. I only fear the worst for him....
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" Oh god..... what are they going to do?" I slowly breathed in and out, trying to calm myself but it's not working. Instead all my mind can do is think about all the ways Dark and Anti could be hurting him. " Would they really do such a thing?" I quickly reject that with another thought.
"Of course they would, their fucking demons. And there's nothing I can do to help him."
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