Disclaimer: I don't own Smosh, nor anyone associated with them

Hey, sorry for the superlong wait, everything's just been so crazy and chaotic. Anywho, yeah...hehe, enjoy the latest chapter, and no the demon is not in full control...like ok, it will appear in random spurts, where it will pop up, and Anthony will be aware of whats going on. Later though the blackouts will start happening...and thats when its in full control.

Ian's eyes were as wide as saucers, trying to understand just what was going on...on the one hand, his teacher had his best friend pinned to the wall by his shirt...on the other, Anthony was...almost like a completely different person.

" Admit it teach, you fail them on purpose...they come to you, asking for help, asking, begging you to change that grade...and then you make them...he stopped and shook his head, blinking as his eyes regained their warm, brown color. The techer grabbed him, by his arm, and dragged him towards the office.

Ian followed after them, trying to see if Anthony was ok, although Anthony was just silent about it...he was looking at the ground, his hair overshadowing his eyes. He knew there was something wrong...but it was like he hadn't been in control of his body...like it was something else. He ignored Ian's questions, unsure of what to say. In the principal's office...he was given a week's suspension for badmouthing the teacher...

Though he was just greatful he wasn't expelled.

Ian sat next to him in the office.

" Get to class Hecox." Ordered Snyder, Ian narrowed his eyes at the teacher.

" Bite me." Said Ian, not wanting to go anywhere near him, after what he'd just heard. The teacher glared at him, and walked off, Anthony sighed and looked back at Ian...and Ian could see some redness.

" It wasn't me." Said Anthony in a tiny voice, Ian protectively wrapped an arm around his shoulder.

" What happened back there?" Asked Ian, Anthony shrugged his shoulders and sighed. Rubbing his temples from the ear-splitting headache hw was currently experiencing.

" I don't know, its like...like it wasn't me anymore, like I was under something's control, and it was dark...and cold...and I felt, weak, alone...angry...just all of these negative things, while I felt...something inside of me." Said Anthony, looking up at Ian.

" Like your body was on autopilot?" He asked, Anthony nodded...in a way yes, but it wasn't moving by itself...something was controling him.

Anthony looked up, as his dad made it towards the principal's office. Ian looked up and waved innocently.

" Hey Mr. P." Said Ian,

" Ian, tell your mom I said hi." Said Anthony's dad, as Anthony stood up.

" Will do, later dude."

" Later."

Ian stood up, and headed to the library to do a little research...Something was going on with Anthony, and he was going to find out what it was.

Anthony hopped in the car, and sighed as his father drove. He knew his dad was dissappointed...he could feel it, but it hadn't been his fault really.

" Anthony, what's going on...sleeping in class, backtalking a teacher and getting suspended? this isn't like you at all." Said his father, Anthony looked up at him...dare he say what happened? After all, he could tell his father anything...but.

" I'm sorry...it won't happen again." Said Anthony solemnly, his father looked at him, and gently placed a hand on his shoulder.

" You're a good kid, you're happy, positive, its just this behaviour you've been showing lately...is it because of."

" No its not because of that, I was really young so it didn't affect me as much." Said Anthony, knowing what his father was implying. His father sighed, when he noticed Anthony's wrist, which he immediately hid.

" Its nothing...Ian and I were roughhousing, and..." he sighed knowing that his dad didn't believe him. He didn't want there to be a huge confrontation or people worrying over him...he was fine.

" That son of a...why didn't you say anything? Is that why you've been acting like this?" Asked his father, Anthony sighed as his father went to "papa wolf" mode. He knew his father cared, but he didn't want a huge confrontation.

" Dad just drop it, please?" Asked Anthony pleadingly, looking up at his dad with huge, brown eyes. Anthony's father nodded, and gently brushed some of Anthony's hair back. Anthony was a good kid, really...he was also extremly shy and didn't like confrontations...he also preffered to take care of things himself, which he'd unfortunately gotten from him.

" Ok, Still, I'm going to have a talk with your mom about this. She knows that he shouldn't be anywhere near you or Matthew." Said his father. When they got home, Anthony went to his room, trying to ignore his parents having a "discussion".

He pulled out the Ouija Board and began talking to it, he sighed and heard the sound of a door slamming a few minutes later. He went outside, where his mother was on the couch. He went over and hugged her, to make her feel better.

Ian sat at the school computer, skipping English, and staying behind...searching for something like how Anthony had experienced. But all that was coming up, were things on Spiritual Possession...and Demonic Possession. He narrowed his eyes feeling compelled to click the latter. He clicked the link, and read each of the signs closely...and decided to print the list out.

Just incase.

He went to the front of the library where the librarian looked at what he'd printed out, before looking up at him curiously.

" Its for a class, we have to do...um..a story, and I wanted to get the symptoms right." Said Ian, the Librarian nodded warily, before handing it back to Ian, who left.