Hey, guys! Sorry for that weird cliffhanger thing in the last chapter. I had taken a long break from writing and my document expired so I will just pick up where I left off.
Also, thank you so much for the views! 700+! I didn't think I could get that many! Also, I can't believe Jack and Mark jumped into the whole Anti/Dark persona for Halloween!
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Alright, let's get into it!
"Antisepticeye" Jack whispered in disbelief.
Anti came into view, he wore a sweatshirt just like his, but instead a dark shade of green. He wore dark ripped jeans and chains drooped from his belt. His ears were extremely pointy with his signature gauges in. But the most sickening part was his eyes, they were pitch black with glowing green irises.
Anti cackled "you aren't as dumb as you look"
Jack all the sudden laughed. Anti looked confused and shocked at his sudden outburst. "Now this is the funniest dream I have ever had! At first, I thought you were serious! Jeez, I must be tired!"
Anti snarled "You think this is a dream? This will be your worst nightmare!" Anti flashed a menacing grin at Jack "Just watch".
Anti waved his hand in the darkness, leaving behind a cloud of green. It swirled around until it showed an image that left Jack speechless. It looked like a dark figure standing over the unconscious body of his friend Mark. Jack gawked at the green mist in disbelief as Anti stepped closer to Jack.
"Oh, is it still a dream to you now, Jack?" He whispered in his ear.
"What have you done to him?" Jack murmured.
"Oh, why, I haven't done anything to him." Anti said in a mocking tone "He did it to himself."
"What have you done to him?" Jack roared.
"Now, now, don't act that way. As I said, I didn't do anything, that isn't my job."
"What do you mean, 'not my job'?"
"What I mean is, he has his own monster to ruin his life, and I'm here to ruin yours."
With a dark smirk, everything erupted into green flames.
(Felix P.O.V)
Jetlagged and tired, Felix had finally gotten off his plane. He wanted to just lay down and go to sleep, but he had to find Jack and Mark. Mark had probably picked Jack up already and were waiting for him. He sent Mark a quick text and walked down to pick up his suitcase at the baggage claim.
Waiting for his stuff, a large wailing from an ambulance got his attention. A red and white truck pulled up and a few men climbed out carrying a stretcher. Felix followed a few people who were drifting over to a large crowd. The tired Swede tried to push his way through to see what was going on. But as the group parted to let medics through, he caught a glimpse of a man sprawled across the ground. He, unfortunately, knew the man, it was Jack.
"Jack!" he yelled. He now forcefully shoved people aside, trying to get to his friend. People yelled and gave him angry glares. He finally reached him when the medics pushed him back.
"Min vän!" Felix protested.
"Sir, you need to get back", The medic commanded. Felix looked desperately at his friend as he was lifted onto the stretcher. His face was a pale shade of gray and his hands hung limply from his sides
"But-"
His reply was cut short. "Sir, this man needs to go to the hospital, if you want to see him there, you need to follow the ambulance using your own transportation."
People stared at him, some whispered. He began to feel extremely uncomfortable. The attention was suddenly off of him when Jack quickly sat up, his eyes wide. People stepped back in shock as the English man began to mumble things no one could understand. A Spanish lady next to Felix called Jack a "Diablo" and a young child started to cry.
Jack turned and stared into the Swedish man's eyes. They seemed to glow like blue crystals. "Mark" he breathed. Felix could only stare back in shock, his mouth open. He tried to say something, but his voice wouldn't work.
"Alright people, I needed you to give us space." The medic yelled. The watchers shuffled back, murmuring theories to each other. Felix stood there alone, looking down at his shoes.
"Hey" He felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up to see a female cop with big green eyes looking pityingly back. "You can ride with me."
Five minutes later he was riding shotgun in a police car.
"So, what's your name?" the officer asked to break the awkwardness.
"Felix, yours?"
"Sierra" she replied. She looked at him. "You aren't from around here, are you?"
Felix sighed. "I actually came from the UK."
"Wow, what brings you to sunny California?"
"My friends" He motioned to the ambulance they were following that contained Jack.
"Oh."
They were silent for the rest of the trip.
Once Felix was dropped off at the hospital, he had to wait for at least thirty minutes before he could see Jack. They told him that he could have no visitors until he was properly diagnosed and treated.
He bounced his knee up and down. He was not patient when it came to these things. When they called his name he practically jumped out of his seat and rushed to the room.
Jack sat upright in his bed, nibbling on a saltine cracker. He then placed it on a tray beside him when Felix entered. The room was like any other hospital room, pure white, clean and sterile. The only pop of color and vibrancy was coming from the small Irish man.
"J..Jack, what happened?" Felix asked, kneeling at the side of his bed
Jack looked down at his hands folded in his lap. "I felt a lot of pain, then I seemed to pass out, and I had the worst dream."
"What was it about?" he urged him.
Jack proceeded to tell him about the time when he passed out, to the time when Anti had shown Mark getting hurt.
"Woah" Felix whispered after a few seconds of processing what he had heard.
"What about you? Did you have anything bad happen to you?" Jack questioned.
Felix then proceeded to tell Jack about the evil voices and the haunting presence he had felt on his way there.
Jack was quiet for a minute. "Do you think it is true?"
"What's true?"
"All of this thing happening to us, and that Mark could be very injured at the moment."
"Well, there would be only one way to find out," Felix said uneasily.
Jack looked out the window.
Not if it is too late, he thought.
Finally, I am done with this chapter!
Apologize for any grammar mistakes!
(Do people even read these author notes?)
-Cat's Catnip (A.K.A "Sierra")