This is a sequel to 'The birth of Anti' as it takes place shortly after the end of that fic but you don't have to read that fanfic to understand this one.

Ships: Felix x Marzia (mentioned) Cry x Felix (one sided), Virus x Cry, Dark x Anti, Dark & Anti x Cry. (sorta)
Warnings: There is some slightly steamy content in this and some of it may lack full consent plus there are mentions of murder and gore. Oh and he may be call "Virus" but he is more like Mad! Cry.

EDITED: 2/8/17: Fixing spelling errors.

Day 01. 2:45 PM.

Cry awoke to find his alarm hadn't gone off. Again. He sighed running pale fingers through his messy brown hair. "I've got to buy a new one." He mumbled to himself as he climbs out of bed.

He walks into his kitchen and begins to make himself a bowl of cereal, of which he carries back to his room and eats on his bed as he turns on his phone skimming through all the texts he'd got during his sleep. He smiled reading one Felix had sent him. It was a cute picture of him and Maya. 'Super cute' He thought before messaging back telling Felix such.

He paused on a message from Mark. It'd been a while sense he and the man had talked. Well truthfully it had been Dark he'd talked too.. The hair on Cry's arms stood on end and he quickly pushed away all thoughts of Dark.

"Hey buddy." He read aloud eyebrows furrowing. He replied a simple 'Hi' before he finished his cereal, setting the bowl on the table by his bed. He glanced at his phone when it buzzed picking it up and reading the new message. His eyes widen slightly and he feels his stomach lurch the food he'd just eaten making another appearance as he drops his phone and bolts into the bathroom.

Day 01. 5:23 PM

He ignored any other messages from Dark the mangled body Dark had sent him a picture of still flashed in his mind when he closed his eyes. He releases a shaky breath as he puts bread into his cart. 'Bread done.' He scans the other items in his cart checking off a imaginary list off in his head. 'Shit i forgot the eggs.'

He pushes his cart in the direction of the eggs picking up a random package. He didn't really care one way or another what kind he picked eggs were eggs.

"Cry."

Cry's whole body stiffened and the eggs slipped from his grasp, he turned expecting to find Dark standing behind him but there wasn't anything there. He could feel eyes on him but when he looked around he didn't see anyone there. He swallowed the sudden lump in his throat as his skin prickled and itched from being watched.

"I must be going crazy." He grabbed a new carton of eggs not noticing how the eggs he'd dropped a moment ago were dripping blood onto the floor rather then yoak.

On his way to check out he kept spying someone out of the corner of his eye. Each time he noticed they were a little bit closer..

"Did you find everything alright?" The man at the register asks with a smile. Cry forces a smile back placing his items on the belt. "Yes i did."

As he walks home he gets lost in his thoughts mualing over the text Dark had sent him. Why? Why had that thing sent him do such a thing? Better yet.. why had Mark let him?

He's pulled from his thoughts when he stops in front of his house, passing his bags to the other hand so he can dig into his pocket and fish out his keys. He slips the key in and unlocks the door heading inside and closing the door. Not bothering to lock it back, it was still early after all.

After putting everything away he opened and set up his new alarm clock, setting it for 7 AM. It'd be a while before he headed to bed but he wanted to get it out of the way.

Day 00100011100

As soon as he opened his eyes he knew he was dreaming. The fact that he was surrounded by darkness was a dead give away. He glanced first right then left seeing nothing, he frowned.

"Cry..." A voiced purred as he felt arms wrap around him from behind. Cry's body froze the ability to move suddenly gone. He makes a noise in the back of his throat as long forgotten hands wander his clothed chest.

"How could you forget me?" The voice asked almost sounding hurt but Cry knew better then that.

"Virus." Cry whispered voice sounding hoarse like it hadn't been used in years. Cold lips pressed against the back of his neck. "Yes." The thing purred grinning against Cry's neck, sharp nails digging into Cry's stomach

The two stood in silence for a few minutes chills running down Cry's back when a ice cold tongue drags across the back of his ear. "I'll be in control soon." Virus whispered possessive arms clinging onto Cry.

"No you won't." Cry said a little annoyed.

"Oh but i will." Sharp nails were digging into Cry's flesh again. "They will see to that."

Day 02. 8:09 AM.

Cry awoke to the blaring of a alarm but to his surprise it wasn't his alarm going off. When he glanced at his alarm he noticed it was 8:09 AM. Hadn't he set it for 7? He climbed from bed and left his bedroom following the noise to his front door.

He looked through the peek hole not seeing anyone. He unlocks the door and pulls it open finding his old alarm clock sitting on his steps. He reached down and picked it up the noise stopping the moment he touches it. How had it been going off? It wasn't even plugged into anything..

He sighed about to go back inside when he notices to people standing on the other side of the road. His heart leaps into his throat and his skin crawls. "M-mark." He croaks staring at the red headed man and his greened haired friend in silent horror.

"Cry." Dark says as his eyes flash red and Cry can feel Virus clawing at his cage inside Cry's head. Cry feels sick, why was Dark in control? Where was Mark?

Dark reached out pulling Anti close, Jack's eyes flashing green. "Have you meet my friend Anti?"

Cry lifts his hand to his head as it throbs. "What do you want?"

Dark and Anti grin glowing eyes looking right into Cry's soul. "We want Virus."

Cry has never slammed a door so hard in his life. He slammed it so hard had he not been in the middle of having a panic attack he'd worry he'd break it.

Day 02. 6:02 PM.

Cry tried to record to take his mind off the demons at his door but after he'd finished he found he couldn't upload it. His voice had kept cutting out and there was a huge chunk of the footage missing.

Cry sighed leaning back in his chair staring blankly at his computer screen pondering what to do about Dark and Anti.

He glanced at his phone hearing it ring, he smiled reading the caller ID. "Hey pewds."

"Cry!" The swedish man said, as Cry heard two thuds in the background.

"What was that?" Cry asked smiling.

"Huh? OH! Marzia's in the kitchen cooking!" He said like that answered everything.

Cry shook his head smiling faintly as he listened to the swedish man babble.

"You don't need him." A voice like silk purred in his head. "Not when you have me."

Cry ignored Virus's sweet words focusing purely on the Swedish man much to his alter's annoyance.

"Your love is wasted on him." Cry watched his computer screen flicker a imagine of Virus appearing on his screen. "You should give it to me instead." Virus said as he tilted his head.

Day 0030211020

Cry smiled tangling his fingers with Felix's, watching as the swed pressed his lips against the back of Cry's hand. "I really love you Cry. So glad Marzia dumped me three weeks ago." Felix said stroking Cry's hand with his thumb

That sounded... odd but Cry did his best to ignore that and focus on the feel of Felix's fingers touching his skin.

"You like that don't you?" Felix asked voice suddenly cold as he tore his hand free of Cry's hand.

"W-what?" Cry asked confused as he reached for Felix but his hand was slapped away, hard. He flinched drawing his hand back to himself protectively.

"You like that she dumped me." Felix hissed moving closer to Cry. "You love it!"

"No!" Cry shook his head grabbing onto Felix's shoulders and shaking him in a attempt to make him see reason. "I only care about your happiness!"

"Did you really think i could ever love a freak like you?" Felix's words were cold and sliced through Cry's heart like a warm knife through butter.

Day 3. 9:03 AM.

Cry yawned as he turned on the shower, he didn't get much sleep last night. Tho he could not recall why.

Between the whispers in his head and those outsider his door there wasn't much room for sleep.

He steps under the shower head and tilted his head back letting out a pleased sigh. Was there anything better than a warm shower in the morning? He smiled eyes slipping closed as he relaxes a bit.

A bright smiling face floats through his mind and Cry's stomach knots. 'Felix.' He bites his bottom lip one pale hand slowly trailing down his stomach. His breath hitches slightly as he takes himself in hand stroking the sensitive flesh.

If he focuses enough he can imagine it's Felix's hand instead of his own that's stroking him. Can feel the swedish man's body standing behind him, hear his voice whispering into his ear.

"Ngh." Cry gasps leaning against the cool tiles of his shower, the sudden cold sending pleasant shivers racing through his body.

'Cry.' He hears Felix purr as the hand on his cock -Felix's hand- twists just so and Cry has to bite down harder on his lip to keep from whimpering.

"Felix." He moans head tilting forward, some water dripping from his chin.

"Cry." A cold glitching voice hisses suddenly and Cry's blood turns to ice in his veins. His eyes snap open as a clawed hand wraps tightly around his dick and another trails along his chest.

"Virus." Cry sputters confused, he's awake how is he- "Shh." A colder version of his voice whispers as Virus strokes Cry's cock.

Cry's eyes flutter and he exhales shakily as distant warning bells go off in his mind, but it was hard to hear those over the sound of his own moans. Virus was everywhere and no where at once, clawed fingers danced over his skin, sharp teeth nipped and a warm tongue soothed. It all made Cry's head spin and toes curl.

"Please." The word slipped past teeth abused lips before Cry could stop it.

Day 3. 2:44 PM.

He'd made a mistake. For the first time in months Cry had slipped up and given into Virus.

He ran fingers through his hair glancing at his reflection on his computer screen seeing his eyes flash light blue. Virus taunting Cry and rubbing it in that he had more power now. Power cry had given him.

"Damn it." He hissed giving a painful tug to his hair as his phone began to ring. "What?" He snapped as he hit the green button.

"Whoa. What's wrong buddy?" The worried voice of Felix asked.

Cry felt guilt punch him hard in the gut, both for snapping and for what he'd been doing this morning in the shower.

"Nothing." He sighed rubbing aching eyes as he relaxed back into his chair. "Sorry.. i didn't get much sleep last night... Neighbor has a new dog. Damn thing barked all night long." He forced a laugh. 'I wish it was just a dog'

"Oh." Felix didn't sound like he believed him but much to Cry's relief he didn't press the issue.

"So how's Marzia?"

"She's good! Thinking of taking her out to dinner tonight-" Cry zoned in and out of the conversation feeling oddly blank.

Day 0022201202

Cry opened his eyes glancing around in slight confusion, this looked like his room but.. wrong. Things were glitching in and out of existence like a poorly made video game.

"Times running out for you Cry."

Cry glanced at his bed seeing the demon sitting on it. He looked different than normal. There were blue glowing lines at the sides of his bright blue eyes and along his arms.

Cry's lips pressed in a thin line watching Virus grin showing off his sharp fangs before he stood and approached Cry.

"You should just give up now." Virus purred as he stopped a breaths length away from cry, somehow looming over him despite the fact they were exactly the same height. "I promise to go easy on you if you do."

A cold hand cupped Cry's cheek and Cry glared into glowing blue eyes. "No."

Day 4. 7:00 AM.

Cry awoke feeling even more tired then he had when he'd went to sleep. He lifted a hand and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he reached over and turned off his alarm. Of course the damn thing would go off the one time he doesn't want it too.

He sighed sitting up in bed but paused when he realized things were different. He couldn't quite place it but something felt wrong. His eyes narrowed and he crawled out of bed to investigate.

Tap tap tap tap.

The sound of knuckles hitting wood gave Cry pause. Someone was in his house. He grabbed the baseball bat from under his bed clutching it tightly in hand before following the noise. He found them in the kitchen sitting at his table drinking coffee.

"Jack?" He asked in surprise his hold on the bat slipping slightly.

Bang. Cry flinched when the green haired man suddenly hit the table.

"Wrong." Anti hissed annoyance flickering in glowing green eyes.

"How'd you get in my house?" Cry asked voice shaking only slightly. Anti grinned widely as he lifted the cup to his lips taking a sip. "You really should buy better locks. They were so easy to pick."

"Virus let us in." A deep voice rumbled from behind him and Cry tried to move away but before he could a warm hand wrapped around his slim wrist. "Dark." Anti whined glaring at the red headed man. "Why'd you have to tell him? Picking the locks is a much better story then being let in!"

Cry's head throbbed and his eyes narrowed hissing through clenched teeth. "Let go of me!" He swung the bat but before it could connect and wipe that smug look off Dark's face Anti was there. "Hey now be careful you could hurt someone with this. Here let me." Anti pulled the object from Cry's clutches.

Cry squirmed ignoring Virus's whispering in his head. "Why are you in control?" He asked looking into red glowing eyes. Dark smiled amusement flickering in his eyes. "Mark never was very good at controlling me. Not like you with Virus." Dark slipped closer his hold on Cry's wrist tightening to the point of pain. "He gave me free rain of the house at night in a attempt to appease me. But all it did was make me stronger."

Anti laughed "Mortals can be so stupid." He drew uncomfortably close to Cry's backside. "Except you of course Cry." Cry flinched when Anti's arms wrapped around his shoulders, feeling Virus drawing close to the surface of his mind. "You've housed and controlled Virus for so long. How do you do it without going mad?"

"Get off of him." Cry's voice cracked as two tried to talk at once. He felt sick and knew from the shocked look on Dark's face that he eyes must be glowing right now.

"Ah.. I see." Dark said looking down at Cry with lidded knowing eyes as he and Anti both released the brown haired mortal. "That explains it."

"Get out." Cry said through clenched teeth, his cheeks heating under Dark's heavy stare.

And to his utter surprise. They did.

Day 4 4:12 PM.

Cry shifted on the bench staring blankly ahead at the woods a head of him. Since his home was starting to not feel like home he'd decided he needed a small break. He glanced to the side watching the shadows shift.

Dark or Anti must have followed him.. He sighed lifting a hand to his eyes and rubbing at them trying and failing to relieve the ache there. He was so damn tired and sleeping did nothing anymore. If anything it made it worse.

He glances up watching two woman walk by hand and hand, they smiled and laughed together blissfully unaware of Cry's troubles. Cry felt deep hate curl in his stomach as his hands clenched. How come they get to be so fucking happy and he doesn't? He deserves happiness just as much as they do. A image of a certain swed appearing in his mind.

Cry could feel Virus suddenly. The strong presence of the being at the back of his skull. He sucks in a load painful breath startling the happy couple.

"Sir are you okay?" The red head asks.

"Becky don't..." The black haired one whispered looking at her girlfriend with wide eyes.

Cry pressed the palms of his hands against his head. His head felt like it was being spit apart! 'Give into me Cry!' A cold rough voice screamed as Cry whimpered. Virus was trying to take control- "Please don't."

"Sir...?" Becky asked confusion clearly written across her face.

"I did warn you." Virus snarls as he forces his way to the front taking the reins from Cry's hands and seizing control.

Splat.

Day 5 1:44 AM.

Cry scrubbed furiously at his hands. "Why is it always so hard to wash off?" He asks the empty air as he scrubs harder at his skin, the pale flesh turned red from abuse.

'Becky! No!' Cry flinched the women's screams and plea's echoing through his head. "I'm sorry." He says as the scene runs through his mind once more. His stomach lurches and he darts into one of the empty stalls.

He hacks and gags the burning taste of stomach acid on his tongue. His clean -blood- soaked arms drape over the toilet and his eyes water. Listening to the soothing sound of water running. He hadn't turned off the sink but right now he could care less.

He leans against the stall wall staring into space as his head and stomach throb. He wanted so badly to sleep.. "I'm sorry." He says again head tilting down and burying between his knees.

The sudden silence rings in his ears and it takes him a while to realize the water's stopped running. He flinches as a sleeved arm reaches past him and flushes the acid filled toilet.

"Do you hate me?" A deep voice drawls sad and broken. Cry glances up and to his surprise finds brown eyes staring back at him rather then red.

"Mark?" He asks a pale hand reaching out towards the red haired male afraid he wasn't real. He nearly cries in relief when his hand meets clothed skin.

Mark smiles a sad smile at the kneeling male. "The one and on-" Mark's smile slips as he realizes how untrue that saying really is. "Yeah. It's me."

Cry feels his eyes burn from unshed tears and he darts forward wrapping his arms around the muscular male.

Mark's hands comes up and comfortingly pats his back. "Do you hate me?" Mark asks once more his voice wavering slightly.

Cry pulls back and looks into brown eyes noticing the faint red shimmering in them. "...No." He watched Mark's lips twitch in a small relieved smile before the red spread canceling out the brown.

Day 5 3:04 AM.

Everything was starting to blur together into one giant mess as he drifted to and from awareness. He watched Dark and Anti talk to the man behind the counter from the car. If he looked long enough they almost seemed like Mark and Jack. They smiled at each other and laughed at something the other said. Cry felt a small bud of jealousy bloom in his chest and he quickly tore his eyes away as Dark stole a kiss from Anti before slamming the poor shop keeper's head against the counter.

The two men returned shortly to the car only slightly covered in blood. Anti hopped into the spot on Cry's right as Dark sat on the spot to his left behind the wheel.

"Why can't i sit in the back again?" Cry asked reluctantly taking the bag of chips Dark hands him.

"Because until you've willingly handed control to Virus i don't trust you." Dark said fishing the key's from his jacket and slipping them into the starter.

"An' the middle is where ya belong. Between us." Anti drawled green eyes trailing over Cry's bloodied form and making his skin crawl. Dark growled tho weather it was from desire or anger at that thought Cry couldn't be sure, he just kept his focus on the chips.

"...You should try to get some sleep. It's going to be a long a drive." Dark said as he pulled out of the parking lot.

Day 6 2:00 AM.

"You two go on up i got things to take care of first." Dark said handing Anti the room key before he turned and left out. Cry tried not to wonder if Dark had killed the person at the counter to get that key... he failed.

He could barely keep his eyes open as Anti lead him into the bathroom. He'd tried to sleep in the car he honestly had, but it remained firmly out of grasp as a empty feeling grew inside him.

"Filthy." Anti purred as Cry felt the demon began to remove his clothes. Cry didn't bother struggling, he didn't see much point in it. He lifted his arms when Anti tugged up on his shirt.

"Is... is Jack still in there?" Cry asked feeling the fingers at his belt pause as green eyes glanced up into his own.

"Yes." Anti said before his fingers once more start to work on removing Cry's belt. "He's still in 'here'." Cry watched with blank tired eyes as Anti removed the rest of his clothing, thankfully without any suggestive comments. "Mine's bigger." Or not. "Here." He watched the green haired demon turn the water on. "Get in."

Cry did as he was told and stepped in shuddered at the sudden change in temperature. It was a little warm for his tastes. He reached to adjust the temperature more to his like but his hand was slapped away. "Nuh uh!" Anti drawled as he stepped into the shower besides Cry startling the brown haired man. "W-what are you..?" Cry started backing away from Anti and out from under the water.

"Shh." Anti soothed reaching out and pulling Cry back to him as he grabbed one of the small bottles of body wash, popping the cap with his thumb. "I'm going to wash you." Anti said offering Cry a smirk before he poured the soap onto Cry's chest.

"I'm not a child i can wash myself!" Cry protested trying and failing to put some distance between himself and Anti. He grunts when his back hits the cold tiles goose bumps rising from the sudden cold. "Why don't you give in?" Anti asked running his hands along Cry's chest and spreading the soap.

"Because-" Cry's voice wavered when a nail ran over his right nipple having flash backs too two days ago in the shower with Virus. "Because people die when i do."

"People die regardless." A deep voice growled startling Cry and Anti who both turn their heads to see Dark standing there. Cry's stomach knotted seeing Dark's chest covered in fresh blood.

"So i should just give up?" He asked glancing between Dark and Anti. "Is that it? Just give my body to Virus and live in darkness until he gets me killed?" Cry clenched his fists. "That's a fate worse then death!"

"You think so huh?" Dark asked peeling off his blood covered shirt. "What exactly are you doing to Virus right now?"

Cry opened and closed his mouth a few times. "You guys are demons! You murder people for fun! I won't let you guilt trip me."

"Yes." Anti hissed pressing uncomfortably close to Cry's naked body, almost hip to hip. "We are demons. And i do enjoy watching people suffer. But you aren't and don't. So your human guilt is going to eat at you tonight. Because even if they are evil and deserve it your still making something suffer 'a fate worse then death'."

Cry didn't say anything more during his shared shower. Not even when Dark pressed Anti to the wall and fucked him.

Day 6 7:23 AM.

Cry stared at the window over Anti's shoulder watching the sun rise as he counted in his head. Virus had been surprisingly silent lately hadn't he? Normally just seeing them made the demon whisper but here Cry was in bed with the demons and there was nothing.

"Virus?" He whispered prodding at the demons cage in his head. There was nothing. For once the demons silence did not make Cry happy, it only added to his guilt. "Why won't you fucking answer me?" Cry hissed shifting onto his back, his left shoulder bumping against Dark.

"Because he can't dumb ass." A annoyed irish voice said as a arm draped over Cry's stomach, a slim chest pressing into Cry's side. "He's too weak right now after killing those whores."

"Don't call them that. They had names." Cry said glaring into tired green eyes.

"Ya. They did, but now they are dead. So i can call 'em whatever the fuck i like."

"Don't you have any-" Cry was cut off by Dark's hand covering his mouth.

"Shut up and go the fuck to sleep both of you." Dark warned voice deep and rough from sleep sending shivers down the other men's spines much to ones annoyance.

Day 000000000000

Cry stared back into glowing blue eyes ignoring the flashing error signs that floated all around them.

"If i give you control people will die." Cry's voice was small and quiet. "But... even when i don't people still die. What should i do?" Cry frowned when Virus did not answer. The demon simply stared.. waiting.. "If i killed myself would you die too?"

Once more Cry's questions were met with silence. "Answer me Virus." Cry felt like screaming, all the demon was doing was staring. He moved forward and grabbed Virus's shoulders shaking the blue eyed man. "Answer me!"

Virus's head tilted to the left but he still only stared. Cry felt the emptiness inside him grow. "Please Virus..." Cry barely had time to draw breath before the demon was on him, Virus's clawed hands wound themselves around Cry's throat as Cry's back hit a invisible wall.

"Yes." Virus hissed, nails digging into weak flesh and drawing blood. "If you die i die. Which is why you're not going to die." Cry's head throbbed and his vision spun. "We are and shall forever be one."

"Then yes." Cry drew in a sharp breath when the hands at his throat loosened.

"What?" Cry looked into confused glowing eyes and felt his lips pull up into a smile. "I said yes.." Cry watched the confusion melt away and understanding take it's place.

Virus's eyes flashed and the marks along his skin glowed, Cry drew in a sharp breath as the emptiness was suddenly filled. "Cry." There were hands on him and teeth against his throat as his control slipped through his fingers like water.

Day 7 8:00 AM.

Virus's eyes snapped open bright blue eyes glaring at a smirking green haired irish man.

crack!

Anti groaned clutching his nose leaning back on the bed away from Virus as Dark laughed from the other side of the room. "Told you not to wake him."

Virus slowly sat up giving his -our- body, he lifted his right hand looking over the pale flesh. He glanced at Anti watching him snap his nose back into place. "Jackass." Anti hissed green eyes glaring into blue.

"You're lucky i don't cut off all your fingers for the way you touched cry-"

"He liked it-"

"He's mine!" Virus snapped voice cold and warning.

Anti let out a annoyed breath. "He's your host. Not like you can fuck him." Lips pulled back to reveal sharp teeth as Anti's eyes lidded. "So you might as well let me." Virus snarled and Dark rolled his eyes.

"Here." Dark tossed something white and hard towards Virus who caught it easily grinning.

"I've missed you my darling." Virus purred trailing pale fingers over the white cracked mask.

Day 7 11:49 PM.

Virus stepped out of the parked car and headed up the steps to the door feeling excitement curl in his gut. It'd been too long since he'd been able to hunt like this! He could hear Dark and Anti trailing behind him but he ignored his little shadows in favor of banging on the door in front of him.

Silence.

He banged harder, so hard the wood threatened to crack under his fist. He grinned hearing dog's barking and foot steps. "Alright alright!"

"Hope you're watching Cry." His fist tightened it's hold on his bat and he prepared to swing, he could feel his host draw close to the surface of their mind and he grinned as the door began to open.

"Edgar! deutschlan-"

Splat.

Virus didn't know which was louder, Marzia's scream or Cry's.

The end :D i know. I'm so evil! I feel somewhat bad for Felix but Virus is really possessive! Can't let his darling Cry desire anyone other them him hmm?