#wish i had a better picture for an zhe!

[ot3heaven]

whatever this type of character is,

i want twenty of them.

[asexualerror]

Whumptober No. 28

🛑⚠️Warnings⚠️🛑- blood, death, language

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This can’t be... I’ll be fine... just need to get back...

Anti’s breath was ragged as he stumbled to the front doors of the large home. He took a deep breathes, he leaned against the wall leaving a wet and black hand print against the red bricks. He fumbled with the door handle trying desperately to get it opened.

Open... fuck! Please just open!!

His mind still rolling over what happened just moments before.

Nothing more than another night on the town. He was of course pissed after the others, another fight with all of them and he left to get some fresh air. Those damn bastards never listened to him. They treated him like some fucking child! And that damn doctor with his stupid cure shit... mostly just a pain in the ass.

He growls to himself. He wasn’t paying attention, until his hoodie was pulled and he was sent stumbling into an alley way. Anti felt the brick wall scratch up his hoodie and arms as he hit against it.

He groans, what kind of fuck ass had decided to mess with him now?! He was not in the fucking mood to deal with some punks

“What the-“

He was cut short as he began to turn around. A blade sinking deep into his side. Piercing the beating heart there. His eyes widen significantly. The pain flowing through him as he sunk to the grimy floor of the alley way.

The mugger shifted through his clothing stealing his phone and his wallet. Well one of Henrik’s old ones he had stolen a long time ago. The man ran off leaving the entity to gasp in pain clinging to small knife sunk deep into his skin.

No.. not like this... he wasn’t going to die in a place like this!

With the last ounce of strength he could muster, he glitched.

The door handle finally budged. He stumbled into the home. Come on come on! Someone still had to be awake... Henrik..! Fuck please still be awake!!

He stumbled using furniture to keep himself up. He headed to the lab doors. Trying them. Locked. Fuck..

He banged on the dark wooden doors.

“Henrik?!”

“Go zhe fuck avay! I’m not speaking vith you tonight!”

The doctor snapped back to the glitch, and loud music began to play. The glitch growled.

“Henrik please!!”

No reply. The plea fell on deaf ears. He cursed and looked around. Maybe the hero..?

He leaned against the wall, leaving a trail of blood. Black spots clouded his vision, which he blinked away.

No I have to keep going... someone will help...

He made it too the hero’s room. He was going to open the door but a note caught his eyes. He strained, trying to get his eyes to focus on the writing.

‘Out patrolling, Anti don’t come bother me, pack your shit and leave’

The note stung, right the fight...

“We are sick and tired of your shit, Anti!! Another almost near death situation again!!”

“I didn’t- I wasn’t trying too! It just happened he got in my fucking way!”

The hero’s fist balled in the glitch’s shirt more. His white eyes glaring daggers into the entity’s black ones

“Trying?! Anti you almost fucking killed Jameson!!”

Anti breathes heavily blinking away his tears. Now is not the time to waste energy crying. Fuck one of them has to help... he needs, chase and Marvin..?

Where were they. Rooms open but no one was inside.

Were they...?

He tripped, mind lost he wasn’t paying attention to the stairs. He hissed in pain, laying there for a moment. He was getting tired... but adrenaline was keeping him going.

He pulled himself back up. Taking caution to lift his feet even though it was like lead bricks. All the way to the room, Jay’s.

“Hey Jay, let’s do something fun ok?”

{yes? What do you have in mind?}

“It’s a little game I thought of!”

He knocked on the door. Fuck he hoped one of them was in there.

The door opened. There standing was Chase and Marvin. Looks of hatred clear on their face.

“What do you want Anti? Here to finish off the job?”

“You disgust me.. to think you would actually come back here. Grab your damn shit and get out of here!”

Marvin pushed Anti away from the door, before it slams closed. Anti fell back hitting the wall, driving the blade in deeper. He gasped, coughing up blood. Tears finally fell down his pale skin.

“Please... help... me...”

He looked at the door, his voice no more than a whisper. He didn’t mean for it to happen... it was an accident.

“Wait Jay watch out!!!”

He screamed, glitching to get to the Dapper in time. But he was too late, everything went to fast. The blood, the body falling. The door opening and screaming. The others coming to help.

Only snapped back to reality when the hero was screaming at him.

Anti struggled to get up where he had fallen against the wall. Black hazy was clouding his vision. Was there a point now..? To keep going... well a hallway is a pretty shitty place to die..

He half dragged, half crawled up the stairs to the attic. Leaving a trail of black blood in his wake. He was panting and shaking as he made it up to the wooden attic. His eyes landing on the canopy there. A hiding spot the egos had made together. A nice place for them to hangout.. when things were still ok... or at least getting better..

He sat there, the strength finally leaving him. Green eyes turned to the skylight. The stars Twinkling. A small smile on his face. At least this was a nicer view...

He looked around the canopy. Looking at the pictures there. Remembering the fond memories... the times he wasn’t trying to kill them...

He reached out with a shaky hand tugging one picture away from the string. One of his favorites. Everyone was there smiling, pumpkins freshly carved. Just enjoying being in the fall times with all of them. He chokes out a small laugh blood bubbling out from the corners of his mouth.

What he would give to return to this moment...

He fell to his side the picture still in his hand. A black pool forming around him.

I didn’t get to say it... but I’m sorry Jay.. guess karma has a sense of humor... what a bitch... enjoy your lives... it’ll be peaceful now...

He felt a small smile tug on the corners of his lips. Before the light faded from the black and green eyes. His body finally calming down, no more glitches, no more pain they caused. the black tipped claws relaxed and the picture laid in the demon’s hands... a final black tear slid down his cheek. Dripping into the pool of darkness under him. Echoing in the quiet. No more static... just silence.

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If you guys cried as much as I did I have done my job. I keep seeing the glitchy bean as the villain (superb, I love them) but after all those times of messing with the others. Now he is the boy who cried Wolf. And the tables have turned on him.

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[javelon]

Crossroads Deal - Bad Ending

A demon deal. Jack hadn't wanted to believe it. When Marvin and Henrik told everyone what they found he had argued that they must be mistaken. He couldn't bring himself to think that Chase would have done such a thing, all to save him. It was just a coincidence. 

Then Anti went into Chase's phone and found the location history. Most of it was normal; house, gas station, grocery store. That sorta thing. Then he found an odd location in the country, not far from them. Jack had gone there with Marvin and Anti to check it out and found a dirt crossroads. Marvin went to the center and used his magic to dig up a box that's contents made Jack's blood run cold. Inside this small unsuspecting box was dirt, a bone, and a picture of Chase. And Jack hated it. He didn't even want to look at it as it was undeniable proof that Chase had made a deal to bring Jack back. 

"I just don't get it, Chase. Why? Why would you do this?" Jack whispered to his comatose friend, clasping one of Chase's too cold hands in his.

The egos said Chase had been having a hard time. Henrik told him about the anti anxiety and depression pills the doctor had prescribed to help with Chase's mental health and about the counselor Henrik had tried to get Chase to go see. Jack wishes he had been here to help. 

"Please wake up, Chase. You've got so many people here who miss you and need you. Anti's become a living statue now. Marv never performs any of his shows. Jackie spends more and more time away from home and when he does come home he's a mess of injuries. Hen speaks in German more than English now which you know he only does when he's really stressed. And Jamie keeps compulsively cleaning everything, says he wants to make sure you don't have to worry about anything when you wake up. And your kids, Chase...Stacy says they wake up every night crying cause of nightmares of losing you."

Jack paused to wipe away at the tears forming, trying to compose himself, "I need you too, man. You're my best friend. And you've done so much good with the channel! The PMA movement is amazing! And I know you'd love the new memes the fans come up with. How..." Jack bit back a sob, "H-how can I keep that up without you? How did y-you do it? You're....fuck you're so much stronger than me. I can't...I c-can't do this w-without you, Chase. P-please. Please wake up." 

Unable to suppress it anymore, Jack covered his face with his hands, loud sobs filling the room.

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Marvin growled in frustration as he threw another useless book away from him. Running his hands through his disheveled hair (When was the last time he cut it?) he grabbed another book off the shelf and used his magic to start slipping through the pages. 

Six months. Six long godforsaken months since they'd found that thrice damned box and Marvin was no closer to figuring out how to wake up Chase than he was before they found the box.

It was surprisingly easy to find information on how to summon a crossroads demon. But after that there was almost nothing. No passages about demon weaknesses. No books about ending deals. No hints even on what demons took in return.

That's what scared Marvin the most. He had no idea what Chase gave the demon in exchange for the deal. And the crossroads demons Marvin had summoned weren't interested in telling him. They would laugh at him and say he'll find out soon enough then they'd poof away. 

"Useless fucking book!" Marvin snarled as he flung another book away with his magic, jumping when he heard a cry of alarm from where the book impacted the wall next to the door.

"Henrik! Oh God I'm so sorry!" Marvin rushed to the doctor's side, "I didn't hear you enter! Are you alright??"

The doctor waved him off with a weak smile, "I'm alright, mein freund. Merely startled me. So long as you veren't aiming at me I'm sure zhe book had it coming."

Marvin hovered for a moment before a quick scan of Henrik with his magic confirmed that the doctor was indeed fine. His shoulders slumped forward in relief, "I'm still sorry. I should know better than to lose track of my surroundings." 

Henrik's hand gave his shoulder a comforting squeeze, "It's alright. I zhould have been more careful myself. I heard zhe noise and came to check on you. I haz never seen you throw books so carelessly before, Marv. Talk to me, mein freund."

Papers and books fluttered in the sudden breeze as Marvin clenched his fists, "It's been a year, Hen. A fucking year and I still can't figure out how to wake him up!"

"It's alri-"

"IT'S NOT ALRIGHT!" 

Henrik gasped as the floor around Marvin was suddenly in flames, backing away from the either the fire or his anger. Marvin wasn't sure which and didn't care at the moment.

"I'm a magician, Henrik! Marvin the Magnificent! My specialty is the supernatural and yet I can't even save our brother!!"

With a snarl Marvin whirled towards the fire and extinguished it with a blast of icy wind, leaving a slippery patch on the floor in its place. His chest heaved with his anger as the two stood there in silence.

"I'm going to summon another demon tonight, where he did. It's the one year anniversary after all. Maybe the demon that shows up with finally tell me something useful as they gloat about it."

Henrik frowned at him before finally giving a nod, "Ok. If zhey don't though....kick zheir ass for me."

The grin Marvin gave was humorless and bloodthirsty, "I can promise that."

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The next couple hours passed slowly as Marvin gathered the supplies he needed then waited for sunset. He was originally going to summon the demon at the same time he figured Chase would have but he got too restless to wait anymore. Ten minutes early he teleported to the original crossroads and buried his box, pulling his magic to his hands as he waited.

"Well it's not often I get a light show when summoned. What's the occasion, darling?"

Marvin whirled around at the voice, hands at the ready but paused when he saw the being before him. All the demons he had summoned before had been attractive in some way or another. But this woman...she looked more like a supermodel than a demon.

The smile she gave him was sultry and dangerous and set off every warning bell possible in him, "Hello, Marvin."

The magician backed up a step as she stepped towards him, wanting to keep distance between them, "You know me?"

"Of course, darling." This time she took a step to the side with him stepping to the side in the other direction, both still facing the other, "Who doesn't know Marvin the Magnificent and his wonderful little magic shows? Such a shame you haven't had a show recently."

Anger bubbled up in him as Marvin growled, "Kinda hard to put on a show when one of your brethren has placed my brother in a coma."

She cooed in sympathy, her body language convincing enough that Marvin would have believed her if he didn't know she was a demon, "Such a tragic thing to happen. But he did summon us you know. Crossroads demons don't make deals with the unwilling. We're not that cruel." 

Another step to the side.

"Yet you're cruel enough to take payment from someone who's desperate and had been drinking!" Marvin retorted. 

The woman hummed, "Perhaps. We are still demons after all. But I can assure you he was still sober enough to make the deal with a clear head. He did not get anything he did not ask for nor was he coerced into doing something he did not desire."

At this point the two were slowly circling each other, watching the other closely as if searching for a weak point to strike yet waiting for their opponent to make the first move.

"I'm sure the demon was just as sympathetic to his plight as you are before taking Chase's payment. Tell me what did Chase offer in exchange for his deal?"

A look of almost amused surprise crossed the woman's face, "He didn't tell you? Oh yes of course he didn't. I suppose I didn't give him enough time to confess what he'd done." She shrugged unconcerned, "Oh dear. Well I did promise to let him see his dear Jack awake first so I still held up my end if the deal."

Marvin froze in place, "Your end...?" His eyes widened in realization before glowing green in fury, "You! You're the one!"

Her cruel laugh filled the crossroads, "Ding ding, let's give a treat to the kitty for finally figuring it out. I must say I've never seen someone work so hard on the behalf of my client to cancel their contract, it's been rather amusing to watch."

Marvin surged forward with a snarl, grabbing the woman by her throat and lifting her off the ground. His hand crackled with magical power as he held it to her face, "You will free my brother from his coma, bitch, before I send you back to the hell pit you crawled out of."

The smug grin and raised eyebrow fueled Marvin's fury, "But how can I tell you what I took from your dear brother if I'm in hell? Isn't that what you wanted to know so desperately?"

Her smile widened when he hesitated, "I took what all demons want. His soul."

Marvin's jaw gaped slightly in shock and horror. The demon woman cooed in mock sympathy again, "It's alright, darling, he didn't know either at first. But I did tell him before we finalized the deal if that makes you feel any better."

Taking advantage of his distraction the woman teleported out of his grasp to a spot a few feet away, "Now if you'll excuse me, unless you have your own deal to make I really must be going. Queen of the Crossroads and all. Keeps me rather busy. Besides I think your creator really needs to speak with you. I'll be sure to tell your brother hello for you, dear."

Marvin's phone rang in the suddenly empty crossroads and the ground rumbled from where his fist punched the dirt, a cry of rage echoing in the stillness. The phone went silent only to ring again, keeping Marvin from sinking further into his anger. Jack's name flashed across the screen. With shaking hands Marvin answered, "Hello?"

Sobs immediately assaulted his ears causing him to jerk to a stand, "Jack?? Wha-??"

"Marv!! He-hh-e...oh g-god" 

The magician felt his heart pounding from where it had lodged itself in his throat and he teleported to Jack's location. Immediately he was assaulted by the smell of copper and sulfur and decay and the sound of heart wrenching sobs.

"What..." Marvin's eyes bulged at the sight before him.

Jack had been in the hospital room but it wasn't anything like what it had been before. Furniture was turned over or broke, the shattered glass from the window strewn about the floor. Jack, Henrik, and Jameson sat on the floor, holding each other as they sobbed. And the blood. Oh God the blood was everywhere... The walls, the furniture, the ceiling! But the majority of it was in a very large pool in the center of the room.

And in the center of the pool was Anti, his clothing torn to shreds with large claw and teeth marks all over his body, sobbing shaking his form as he curled over someone in his arms. Next to him lay the unmoving body of a hellish canine beast, Anti's knife buried in its throat. A hellhound...

Marvin gasped and took a step towards Anti. Hellhounds worked for demons, carrying out tasks for them like guarding places from mortals and... And collecting souls. 

"Anti..." Marvin called quietly, desperation choking. No no he had to be wrong. Please...

The glitch's red rimmed eyes gazed up at him in despair, allowing Marvin to see the torn open body of his brother in Anti's arms.

"Chase-?!" 

The house shook as the magician fell to his knees, his cries of rage and grief joining those of who remained of his family.

[poppyknitt]

Collapse- A JSE Egos Fanfic

**WARNING: Yes I know this one begins with a joke in the recap but that’s because the final four to five fics of The Unraveling are super duper tense and have a fair bit of violence in them, and what better way to make it a bit less serious than to make a stupid joke? Also yeah just by the way if you get triggered by violence and slight gore you might not wanna read these final four or five. Especially the last three. Those are pretty heavy in violence. Just... overall proceed at your own risk kind of stuff.

(The Unraveling will have, at least, 15-16 parts. Maybe 14 if I scrap today’s fic. It will end when the Anti’s Birthday Special ends. From there, everything will be relative free real estate for me, so expect less violence, at least, until like, maybe november or december. I dunno. Depends on how long my sanity can survive on just emotion and character-sanity-based angst.)

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Recap: Marvin’s plans are proceeding fairly well, as so far, he has managed to gain control of two other egos, Jackieboyman and Chase, indirectly driving Signe out of the picture in the process, and has presumably done some other stuff that we don’t know yet. Seriously, I don’t even know. I’m literally writing most of this out as I come up with it. Now the four remaining egos wait in fearful silence, doing their absolute best to hold everything together as the uncertainty of what Dark, Anti, and/or Marvin may do next drives them all to desperate measures. Will Henrik be able to escape the future foretold by Seán’s dreams? Will Marvin realize what he’s doing before it’s too late? Will Robbie ever manage to help JJ and Henrik heal from the traumatic experiences they had when they were Anti’s puppets before it’s too late for them? Will Seán be able to stop Marvin? Will JJ and Chase ever get to see the full beauty of the night sky when no lights within at least a 100-kilometer-radius are on? Find out on thise episode of Seán-y Ball J!

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[October 8th, 7AM]

JJ looked to Henrik one last time before the doctor went to work.

“Are... Are you sure you’re okay to bring them in on your own, Henrik..? I.. I know your scars have been bugging you recently...” JJ signed worriedly to the doctor. Henrik had begrudgingly asked the younger ego to assist him with getting Chase and Jackie out to the car that morning once he realized he wasn’t going to be able to do it alone, because of the recently-reagitated scars he had initially recieved back during his 9-month vacation.

“No, JJ. I have assistants to help me vith zhat. You finish getting your morning routine over vith, and zhen you and Robbie vill go to Seán’s house, and spend zhe day zhere, since, vithout Chase, zhere is no one else vith zhe luxury or time to stay here and make sure Marvin does not harm you two, yes?” Henrik said. JJ would have objected, however, he knew Henrik wasn’t asking, at least, not this time. He went back inside as Henrik drove off to the hopsital, only to be “ambushed” by a glomp from Robbie as soon as he walked ten paces from the front door. The tackle-hug sent poor JJ to the ground, but thankfully, the landing wasn’t really all that painful.

“Robbie, what on earth did you have to hug me so violently for?” He signed, even though the zombie probably couldn’t see it.

“Jamie look sad. Mavvy used to say hug make sad better. So I hug Jamie. Jamie happy now?” Robbie explained.

“... Will you let me go eat my breakfast if I say yes?”

“Yes. Do not want to keep Jamie from food. Hunger not pleasant.” Robbie said, provoking a small, genuine smile from JJ.

“Okay. I’m happy now, see?” He pointed to his face, and Robbie smiled, letting go of the older ego. JJ stood up, and helped his brother up, too, before going to the kitchen to get himself some food.

Honestly, aside from having to help Henrik with getting Jackie and Chase’s unconscious bodies into the doctor’s car, the morning had been fairly normal for JJ. He’d gotten up, put on daytime-appropriate clothes(though, it was pretty much the same basic outfit he worr every day), gone to Robbie’s room to check on him, walked downstairs and made sure Henrik had gotten enough coffee and food, gotten hugged(though, be fair, this one was a little more violent than the regular hugs he got) by Robbie until he smiled, and got himself some breakfast. Had it not been for Jackie and Chase’s unfortunate ...situations.., he probably would have gone to check on them, too. Actually, speaking of which, Chase had been unusually quiet this morning. JJ didn’t seem to remember the locator’s screen lighting up as text slowly appeared on the screen even once since he went to sleep last night.

It wasn’t until he heard Marvin’s voice behind him that he realized not asking Henrik if he could take the two of them to Seán’s house on his way to work was a bad idea.

“It’s good to see you again, Jameson.”

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Jackie did his best to help Henrik and the other staff at the hospital get Chase set up with life support and such, but of course, since his vision was still heavily clouded by whatever spells Marvin had used on him, the most he could do was help stabilize the equipment. When they were done with that, Jackie went over to the empty bed in the room they had been placed in, and sat there silently, as still as a statue, if you ignored the slow movements of his chest as he breathed.

He listened to a couple of nurses conversing with Henrik beyond the now-closed door, having nothing else to do.

“What should we do about the one that is still able to move around?”

“Surely he’s stable enough to continue to stay with you, or perhaps even his family?”

“Vell, at zhe moment, yes, he is stable. But I am afraid he has been treading the line between zhat stability and instability since he vas... attacked. I do not fear for him vhen he is awake, however, I am afraid his brain likes to vander into and out of unconsciousness as much as he did vhen he vas here last. He has not shown signs of needing life support vhen zhis does happen, as it never lasts longer zhen a few hours, but I do not vant to take zhe risk zhat he vill not get vorse.”

“What about their eyes? Is their condition a result of some sort of horrible, undiscovered disease?”

“No, no. Notzhing of zhe sort. I am afraid zhat zheir conditions are not somezhing ve can heal vith medicine. Ve can only vait, vait and hope zhey get better.”

Well, at least the doc had some faith that he would heal.

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[12PM]

JJ stood between Marvin and Robbie, his eyes wide with fear as Chase desperately tried to figure out a way to save them without violence, since none of them really wanted to hurt Marvin. Initially, Marvin’s intentions had clearly been nothing more than to sit down and have a friendly little chat between two friends, like old times. JJ had foolishly accepted the proposal, wanting to believe that maybe Marvin had decided that he had caused enough destruction and pain.

That idea had only changed when Marvin refused to let the two leave for Seán’s house.

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JJ struggled against the Magician’s grip, his eyes wide as he realized just how much of a mistake it had been to stay in the house as long as they had once Henrik left. Robbie was hiding behind him, as Marvin’s painfully strong grip on his arm prevented him from leaving.

“Please, Marvin! You don’t have to do this! I- We were just trying to go to the park, I promise!” JJ signed desperately, tears of pain threatening to spill from his tear ducts at any second. Marvin briefly narrowed his eyes at the younger ego, before loosening his grip on his arm just enough so that it wasn’t painful, but was still strong enough to keep him there.

“Sorry, Jamie. I’m afraid it’s too dangerous for you to leave. I’m sure Seán would understand why you didn’t come if you told him you had to stay because we were afraid that Anti would be prowling outside, waiting for you to leave, so he could capture you again.” Marvin smiled. For some reason, something in the back of his mind that sounded a whole lot like Chase told JJ that he could trust Marvin. He relaxed a bit, thinking that Chase had figured out how to communicate with him without using the locator.

“... I... Okay. We’ll stay here, Marvin... Just... let me go, okay..?” He signed, still a bit terrified.

“Good. I’m glad that you two still trust me.” Marvin’s face read nothing more than pure happiness and gratitude as he spoke.

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“I gave you a choice, Jameson. You still have time to change your mind, you know.” Marvin said, his eyes entirely emotionless, as the threatening purple aura of magic surrounding him pulsated strongly. He had been storing magic since he took control of Jackie, because he knew the confrontation with Anti he had planned was going to require much more magic than he’d ever even used in his entire two years of existence.

“I won’t help you, Marvin! What you want to do is wrong, regardless of the fact that we have the same enemy! You’re only going to be making yourself out to be as bad as him if you go through with this!” JJ signed, still protectively blocking Marvin from getting to Robbie. He realized that he probably shouldn’t have said that last part as soon as Marvin responded, and braced himself for whatever came next.

“Fine! Have it your way, then!” Marvin spat angrily, and before JJ could even realize what was happening, Marvin had used some unknown kind of spell to violently slam the younger ego into a wall, dazing him instantly.

Robbie yelled for JJ, and begged Marvin to stop, but he was just shoved aside as well, hitting the wall head on with a sickening CRACK!. JJ ran to the now-unconscious form of the zombie, wishing he could scream for Robbie to get up, too terrified and dazed to sign to anyone or anything at this point. He scrambled back into a corner with Robbie cradled in his arms, tears flowing down his face, as Marvin approached his shaken form.

“I’m sorry, Jameson.” Was the last thing he heard, before his brain briefly exploded into a frenzy of pain, as everything went black.

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Jackie’s eyes snapped open, bringing his consciousness back into the physical plane as he felt a brief jab of pain envelope his brain. Something in the back of his mind told him something was seriously wrong, so, on instinct, he got up, and half-blindedly made his way out of the room. The hallway was mostly empty, as the nurses and doctors were mostly checking up on other patients or in the ER or something. He made his way a bit hap-hazardly up the stairs, using the astral plane to send a message to the locator he knew was with Henrik as he did so.

“Henrik! I’m heading to your office now! I need you to be ready! It’s urgent!”

“Vhat?! Vhy?! Jackie, I told you to stay in zhe room ve gave you!” The response came fairly quickly.

“No time to explain. I’ll tell you more when I get to you!”

Once he got to Schneep’s office, he knocked urgently on his door.

“Vait! Be patient, Jackie! I am coming!” He heard the muffled voice of the doctor through the door. With each passing moment, Jackie only got increasingly anxious about what could possibly be happening back at the Egos’ house right now.

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Seán slammed the door to the Ego’s house open, not even bothering to shut it as he frantically searched the place for any sign that JJ and Robbie were alright. It didn’t take him long to find them, luckily, but that was because the room they were in looked like someone had set a bomb off in it, and they were huddled up together in a corner. Robbie was half-awake, clinging desperately onto the unconscious form of his dapper brother, just like he had been in the most recent iteration of the hospital dream. The only difference between this and the dream, however, was that neither of them appeared to be under a mind control spell like Jackie and Chase were.

As he called the hospital, the only thing Seán could think of was how he could have prevented this if he had decided to come check on them when he realized it was two hours after the time they had set for when they would get there by- JJ was never late- instead of just brushing it off as them having a slow morning.

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Part Twelve of

The Unraveling

(A very big chapter in a slightly darker version of the Jacksepticeye & Markiplier Egoverse)

Part Thirteen

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@chaoticcrimsonrose

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