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Crossroads Meeting

Septics Inverted

A JSE Fanfic

This one is especially short. Classes have started up for me and between adjusting to that and work, I didn’t have a lot of time :( Hopefully the next part will be much longer to make up for the shortness of this one. But it’s still an important chapter! Jack’s group and Jackie’s group have met up. What will ensue? A lot of dialogue, that’s what XD  

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Jack swung the bedroom door open, barging in. “We have a situation.”

Stacy jumped where she was sitting in a desk chair, and put her phone down. Sam hopped off Jack’s shoulder and onto hers. “What’s wrong?” Stacy asked hesitantly.

“Okay. So.” Jack let out a long exhale. “A magician showed up at the door. I have no idea who he is, but guess who’s with him? Fucking Jackie!”

“Wh…the vigilante guy?” Stacy blinked, then looked up at the ceiling, thinking. “I don’t know that much about him, I mean, relatively. Well, Anti did give me a file on him that I read.”

Jack laughed, almost hysterically. “I guess he’s not too bad, relatively speaking. But still.”

“Still,” Stacy agreed. “What…what’s he doing here?”

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Digging Up the Past

Septics Inverted

A JSE Fanfic

Alright, this is a bit of a shorter one, relatively speaking. But I wanted to focus on only a few things, and honestly I’ve been enjoying writing shorter stories lately. Jack and Stacy finally get the help they need to find Anti, and meanwhile, Jackie’s still travelling around with some others. Not much to say, really. Hope you guys enjoy!

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The moon overhead wasn’t quite full, but it still provided enough silver light to illuminate the field. Stacy, apparently not trusting the moon, had her flashlight out, shining the beam over the circles drawn in the grass. “This looks like a setting from a horror movie,” she commented.

“Hey, there’s nothing horror-y about this at all!” Jack said, grinning. “We’re just two young people out in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by forest, meeting up with a guy we’ve only known for a couple days—whose eyes sometimes glow red—so that we can use a mysterious ritual to summon a dead spirit.”

Stacy rolled her eyes, but chuckled a bit. “Speaking of this guy with the glowing red eyes, where is he? We kinda need him.”

“Hmm.” Jack looked back towards the cabin. It was some ways away at this point. Apparently for safety reasons; Tiernan said that if the spell went haywire, he didn’t want it to ruin anything. Which wasn’t a good sign, if Jack was being honest with himself. “Oh, there he is.” Jack pulled out his own flashlight, shining it on an approaching figure. “Hey!”

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Outer Voice

Septics Inverted

A JSE Fanfic

Character development, thy name is this chapter. sdjfkhjska Okay I say that because there’s not a lot of action, but there is a lot of…well, development. We spend a lot of time with Jackie in this chapter, with just a brief glimpse back at Jack and Stacy and their quest. And…yeah, there’s not a lot to it. Jackie spends time with other people who aren’t criminals, and it causes some thoughts. It’s kinda short, but important.

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Someone was knocking on the door. Jackie groaned, and rolled over. He opened his eyes to glare at the offending sound. Part of him wanted to snap that he wanted to be left alone right now, but then again, this wasn’t his house, or even his city. Honestly, he should be considering himself lucky that he was spending time in a guest bedroom instead of squatting in an abandoned hotel. Jackie sighed, and called out, “What is it?”

The door opened, and Frederick poked his head inside. “Hey, just wanted to see what you wanted for dinner.”

“Uh…little early for that, isn’t it?” Jackie asked.

“Well, I was thinking about ordering something, and it might take a while since a lot of takeout places are from out of town,” Frederick said. “So? What do you think?”

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Visitation Day

Septics Inverted

A JSE Fanfic

Things! Excitement! Character development! Worldbuilding! I don’t know, I’m running out of ideas for this author’s note section XD Jack, Sam, and Stacy are still searching for Anti, but they might have a lead. Jackie’s started his own journey, too. And we check on almost everyone else, too, since we have an…old friend returning, let’s say :3c It got kinda long, but I don’t think too long, since it’s a lot of dialogue, basically. Enjoy!

Read the intro story: Part One | Part Two

Various other AU-related stuff found here

Taglist: @watermelonsinmyattic @asunachinadoll @a-humble-narcissus @odysseus-is-best-boi @acuriousquail @beerecordings @human-being-kinda @romanticslimecreature​ @samisabigmess​ @rachelclutch @septic-nebula-art @toboboby @the-parentheticals @rammypaige @jc-pavanne @amyxmiaplay @rats-this-username-is-taken @immabethehero @eridangan @bupine @violet–majesty​

Jack found himself waking up early in the morning, an unusual occurrence for him. Of course, Sam running into the side of his head over and over might’ve had something to do with that.

“Mornin’, Sam,” he mumbled, face half-buried in the pillow. “Wh’is it?”

Sam reminded him that they were planning to do more research today. About Anti, remember? It would be better to start soon.

“But Sam, ‘m tired…” Jack rolled over, only for Sam to start bouncing on top of him repeatedly. He sighed. “Alright, fine. But breakfast first.”

He stood, stretched, and headed towards the kitchen. In the cabin, the kitchen was open and attached to the dining room, which meant he could see how Stacy and the magician, Tiernan, were awake and sitting at the dining room table. The surface of said table was practically invisible beneath the piles of various papers and books that the two of them had managed to spread out since they’ve been awake. “Hey, Jack,” Stacy said. “I hope you don’t mind that we got started without you.”

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The Art of Magicians

Septics Inverted

A JSE Fanfic

This first part before the cut just keeps getting longer, doesn’t it? Maybe I should move the cut up a paragraph or two. But not today! Today, we continue the events of the last story, following Jack, Sam, and Stacy on their journey while Jackie has some shit of his own to deal with. They all meet people, find some developments, you know how it is. And we start to get well underway for this new arc, hehe

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It was approaching evening, and the rental car was driving down a road in the middle of nowhere. After a while, a building appeared in the distance: a wooden cabin on the edge of a forest, with a fence around a field and an area for cars to park. Instead of continuing forward and arriving at the cabin, the car pulled over to the side of the road, parking underneath a tree. The passenger side window rolled down, and out flew Sam.

Jack pushed open the door after them. He watched as they flew in circles around the tree, a smile on his face. “You couldn’t wait ten seconds for me to get out?” Sam briefly paused to shake themself like they were shaking their head.

Stacy opened the driver’s door and walked out as well, adjusting her backpack as she went around the car to stand next to Jack. “Okay, we’re parked. I dunno why we’re back here instead of up at the one building in the middle on the Irish wilderness.”

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The After and Before

Septics Inverted

A JSE Fanfic

It’s back! After the action of the last chapter, I thought we needed a moment to catch up on how things have settled down since then. Let’s catch up with Jack and Stacy, we haven’t had focused time on the two of them in a while. The two of them go to visit an old friend. Also where the hell is Anti? He just disappeared. Anyway, this is a shorter part, but I was having trouble with it, so I’m happy I got this out at all ^-^ Besides, I think we needed a short one after the last chapter. Happy reading!

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Taglist: @watermelonsinmyattic @asunachinadoll @a-humble-narcissus @odysseus-is-best-boi @acuriousquail @beerecordings @human-being-kinda @romanticslimecreature @bloodygoldensam @rachelclutch @septic-nebula-art @toboboby @the-parentheticals @rammypaige @jc-pavanne @amyxmiaplay @rats-this-username-is-taken @immabethehero @eridangan @bupine @violet–majesty​

The sky overhead was cloudy, typical for a November morning. Looking up at it through the window, Jack wasn’t exactly inspired with confidence. But then again, he doubted any weather would do anything to ease the knot of nerves in his stomach.

“Okay, so, Matilda’s watching the kids,” Stacy said, popping in from the other room. “We’re all ready to go.” She paused. “That is, if you’re sure that—”

“Yes, Stacy, I’m very sure,” Jack said, turning around to look at her. “I know you don’t want to…you know, and you don’t have to. You don’t even have to come, if that’s the case.”

“Well, who’s going to drive you? Sam?” Stacy rolled her eyes. “Where are they, by the way?”

“Here.” Jack patted his hoodie pocket. Sam poked out, looking at Stacy and bouncing excitedly before popping back in. “They’re getting big, this jacket has an extra-large pocket and everything. Must’ve hit a growth spurt or something. Do magic eyes go through growth spurts?”

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Inverted!Schneep: I have bad news.

Patient: Oh no.

Inverted!Schneep: I’m not a doctor.

Patient: But you just gave me surgery.

Inverted!Schneep: *whiny voice* buT yoU JusT gAve mE—shut the fuck up that’s why it’s bad news.

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(okay WOW i didn't expect that) Anti... That was you, wasn't it? Where are you? What are you doing? -LA

The connection is still bad, crackling with static, but you can make out more words than before.

A: I’m bus░░ Do y░░░░░░░ ░ontaining a Void ░░ ░░░y? ░░░░, ░░░ not! ░ ░░░░,░░░░, I ░░░░░ bre░░ ░░ help out tha░ new glitc░ ░░░ ░░░ drifting betw░░n worlds, b░░ oth░░ than tha░, ░ ░░░░ ░░░t to do!

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Chase, you're sure you want to do this? (ahh that made me so emotional, you have no idea) -LA

C: Yes... I’m sure. I’m sick of feeling guilty all the time, it’s long past time to do something about it.

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Anti? Don't die.

You hear static, like a bad connection on a radio. It almost sounds like there’s a voice saying something, but you can’t make out the words.

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The Branching Paths

Septics Inverted

A JSE Fanfic

A lot of conflict happening in this one. I suppose you could say it’s action-oriented. But that doesn’t mean there aren’t important things in here. Marvin pulls some shit, of course, going after the other three. And what’s up with Jack and Anti? Will any of this ever get resolved? Tune in next time—no wait, it’s just this time. Tune in this time to get the answers to those questions.

Read the intro story: Part One | Part Two

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It was well into dusk, no sunlight bleeding through the curtains blocking the window. Chase pulled them open a bit, eyes sweeping the outside. Looked quiet. But what could someone expect, staying in a hotel in the middle of nowhere? He sighed, and looked back at the room, not bothering to close the curtains. Schneep was curled up on the nearest bed. His back was to Chase, but he assumed he was trying to sleep. Jackie was in the bathroom. He’d been taking a shower, but the sound of running water had stopped. “Everything okay in there, dude?” Chase called.

“Yeah, I’m good!” Jackie was just finishing up, pulling on his supersuit again. It…wasn’t the cleanest, and there wasn’t a laundromat or anything nearby. He’d checked. But it was all he had. He stopped halfway, leaving the belts and external armor off. “I’ll just be a few minutes, need to dry my hair!”

“You should cut it off!” Chase shouted. “Your hair, I mean!”

“Don’t tell me how to live my life!”

“I’m just saying, the police—” Chase was suddenly cut off by a soft thumping sound. Jackie could hear him say something else in a softer, apologetic voice. Apparently Schneep wasn’t happy with the yelling. He probably threw a pillow at Chase for his offenses.

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Schneep, buddy? I know it's upsetting. Can you tell us what you're seeing? -LA

S: Seeing? Ah, I forget, some of you cannot see us. Well, we are in the hotel room, of course. There are Jackie, and Chase, and the-the Leichen. They stand around the edges of the room. Sie starren mich an. Though how they do, I do not know, einige von ihnen haben keine Augen. And some do, but they are covered in Blut. Bodies are offen. I can hear them, they’ve drowned out all the others I hear. Sie sagen, es ist meine Schuld. Ich bin durchgefallen.

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Sleep in shifts, then. That might be a good idea. -LA

JBM: Brilliant. I slept late, I’ll go first. Should we get Schneep in on this, or just the two of us?

C: Hmm...I-I mean, he’s been through a lot, maybe we could let him sleep? We could ask him.

JBM: Yeah.

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Marvin traveled to LA and back in around forty minutes. I doubt he can use the same technique for finding you, but I don't think it would take that long. What time is it? -LA

JBM: LA? Like, Los Angeles? Why would he go there?

C: Why does Marvin do anything? I don’t think we can understand him now that all..this happened.

JBM: True. Still, that’s...that’s not encouraging to hear. It’s about seven, right now. We’ve been on the road since nine-thirty-ish.

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This is bad. This is very bad. Jackie, Chase, that word Schneep's saying, it means "corpses" and he was hallucinating dead things while locked up in there. Also, slightly more pressing matter, Marvin's after you. -LA

JBM: Oh what the fuck? What the fuuuuck?

C: No wonder he was freaking out, if he’s seeing basically zombies. And he kept saying they were moving sometimes, jesus.

JBM: What do we do about this?

C: I don’t know, what can we do? Not much, unless we want to break into a pharmacy or something and steal a bunch of meds in the hopes that one of them’ll work. But that doesn’t sound like a good idea.

JBM: Yeah, no, it doesn’t. What about Marvin? Should we leave the motel?

C: I don’t know.

JBM: I don’t know either. I guess there’s no guarantee that he’ll find us here, but then again, there’s no guarantee that he won’t. Maybe we leave early in the morning.

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Can’t Run, Can’t Hide

 Septics Inverted

A JSE Fanfic

So my work scheduled me for the morning shift two days in a row, and it really messed up my usual routine and cut into my writing time. Which is why this story is a bit shorter. But I got it done! And that’s what counts. Three of the boys have gone off on their own, and Jack…Jack and Anti have their own problems to deal with. Namely, the evil magician.

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“So it turns out those famous protection spells are nothing,” Marvin muttered. He smiled, brushing off the cover of the book he’d just retrieved. He set it on top of a stack of similar-looking spellbooks. He’d been so worried about other magicians taking his stuff away, and it turns out their warding spells were like tissue paper. He’d managed to pull eight back to him, reaching through the folds of the world to grab them from wherever the magicians were storing them.

Now…one of them had to have what he needed. Scanning the titles embossed on the spines of the books showed them all to be part of the same group of magic: magic of the mind, specifically. 

Marvin sighed. He probably should’ve studied more of this a while ago. But he never thought he would need to, not when he could ask J—not when someone else could do it. But he knew better now. You should never rely on others for help, not when they could leave at any time. Still, he was left to basically learn a whole new magic. He thought the basics he knew would be enough, but his experience with Schneep showed he clearly needed to brush up on—

There was a muffled voice behind him.

Marvin squeezed his eyes shut. If he was going to study, he needed no distractions. Otherwise he’d never get anything done. He rubbed his eyes with his arm, leaving black stains on his sleeve, and spun around. “I’m giving you one chance to shut up.”

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Jack, how are you feeling? Do you know what's going on? -LA

J: I-I-I’m not hurt. I’m not hurt. But I—I—

A: Pretty shaken up, huh?

J: Yes. Yes, exactly. I know what’s going on. Marvin’s gone insane.

A: He might come back soon. You have to hurry.

J: I know.