#i want... crazy marvin...

(AT THE ANON WHO WANTED MIND CONTROLLED MARVIN AND ANTI EVEN THOUGH I SAID REQUESTS ARE CLOSED I JUST HAD TO WRITE THIS I PROMISE IM DOING MY OTHER REQUESTS JUST FUCK THIS WAS TOO GOOD)

Marvin’s footsteps echoed down the dark hallway he was in, sending chills down his spine. He could hardly see three steps in front of him, except for when the lights ahead would flicker with sickly green and red lights. That’s when Marvin would see them. The glitches.

They were pitch black and all consuming. Glimpses into the void. They were devouring what they could of the never ending hallway leaving trailing blue and green jagged edges jutting into the spaces left behind. Marvin just kept walking, hoping he was close to an exit as his flame cast everything in a blue-green hue.  

Suddenly, high pitched static laughter sounded throughout the hallway and Marvin’s blood ran cold. He didn’t even look behind him. He just ran. He sprinted as fast as he could, rushing down the hall, jumping and ducking as the glitches seem to try to grab and suck him in. He could only hear the laughter and the sound of his heartbeat. He was sprinting so fast he could hardly breathe. His chest felt like it was on fire and pained panicked tears sprung to his eyes as he tried to navigate through the darkness. He should have know this was a trap!

A set of glitches seem to form a hand in front of him and grab him and Marvin screams in terror, stumbling backwards. The square glitches take a humanoid form, a sinister white grin appearing where the mouth would be. Then the black melts away and of course, it’s Anti, standing there with his soulless eyes boring right into Marvin. Marvin takes a shaky step back as he raises his hand out to snap at the glitch, brow creased in determination.

“Well hello, Kit Kat,” The glitch sang as he prowled closer. Marvin took another wobbly step back. “It’s been so long since i saw you last.” The virus smirks and tilts his head, flashing the cat masked magician a toothy grin, “D̨̧̪͒̎́i̲̰̦͌̑̎d̡͕͖̍̒̕ ̹͚̻̈́͑͠ỷ̨͚̳̀̆o̫͔̹͐͂̀ự̧̻͒̀ ̥̬̠́͠͝m̦̩̤̍̋̕i̼͇̰͑̾͠s̤͇͍͂̚̕s̱̭͎̊̉́ ̩̮̺̌͌̃ḿ͕̯̬͂̊ē̛̘̹̜̇?̢̛̖̪̓̇"̻̭͉̉́̇ ̦͇̮̐̾̎

Marvin barked out a rough sarcastic laugh, “Ha. Good one, Anti. Don’t you ever get sick of using the same one liners over and over?” The magician tries to give him a cocky smirk, even as his legs shake beneath him.

Anti chuckles, his eyes flashing madly, “Not at all. They still make you all tremble with fear.”

The cat masked man glares, his anger sparking, “I-I’m not scared of you, glitch bitch!” He tries to take another step back, only to realize Anti has corner him to a dead end. He roars in rage, finally puffing out his stance and snapping his fingers. A bolt of emerald lightning erupts from his fingertips and rockets towards Anti’s chest. But the Glitch hardly flinches. His form dissolves into pixels where the lightning would have struck him and he reappears a few inches to the left, smiling smugly. Still, he looks over to the imprint the blast made in the wall and whistles.

“Well, look at you Whiskers,” He muses, “You’ve been practicing.” He looks back to Marvin. Seems to stare at the lingering magic on his fingertips hungrily as the magician stares dumbfoundead.

In a flash the glitch is behind Marvin, grabbing the magician’s chin roughly in between his fingers. Marvin cries out in surprise, his body going stiff. Anti leans in close. Marvin’s whole body feels like its being consumed by his static. He swallows thickly, unable to force his muscles to move.

“When will you realize, Marvin?” Anti coos into Marvin’s ear, “That your power is wasted being on their side?”

“I-It’s not-!”

“But it is.” The glitch snaps coldy, digging his nails into Marvin’s skin to shut him up. “What has Sean ever done for you? When was the last time he gave you any of the attention you so desperately deserve? Hm?” Anti pauses, letting his words sink in as he slowly watches the magician’s face fall. He smirks and lets him go, starting to slink around him as he continues. “He’s given attention to that hero lately… the doctor… the depressed… even that new mute~!” Marvin’s eyes seem to flash blue at that, anger showing. Anti smirks. “Most of them haven’t been around as long as you have… and yet… here you are… buried so deep in Jack’s head he hardly even remembers you…”

Tears cloud Marvin’s vision as his hands tremble, “T-That’s… that’s not true…”

“You know it is, Kitten,” Anti purrs as he trails a finger down Marvin’s shoulder and leans in close again, “Yet I don’t wait for attention. I take it. And the fans practically beg for me… I can give you all of that…”

Marvin knows he shouldn’t be listening to Anti. He’s spitting lies into Marvin’s head. But… Marvin wants to believe him. The magician’s body is starting to feel numb and far away. He’s not sure why. He… he just wants to listen for now. He doesn’t want to think. He kinda just wants to… destroy. Cause mayhem. It would… be fun… wouldn’t it?

The magician blinks his eyes sleepily, fighting whatever Anti is doing to him. Everything seems to be dimming green. “B-But… m...my.. Brothers…” Marvins slurs, swaying slightly, minutely trying to shake his head.

Anti leans in once again, slowly building up his glitches in front of the magician’s eyes. Nice and bright, blindly fast. Using them to ensnare his senses so he’ll listen. Gradually he begins to add subliminal messages.

Forget. Submit. Obey. Let loose. Go Crazy. Mayhem. Alone. Empty. Puppet. Toy. No Brothers. Mine. Forget. Forget. Forget.

Marvin’s eyes droop even more as he watches the glitches, taking in the commands. Anti smirks and tilts his head down at him.

“What brothers, Marvin?”

Marvin blinks slowly, “... brothers…?”

Anti grins like a predator, “Very good, Pet.” He gently lifts up Marvin’s lolling head so he’ll look up at the Glitches eyes as he talks, “ Now i know you’re very sleepy right now. But in a moment you’ll wake up. And when you do, we’re going to have a lot of fun. When you wake up, you’ll only remember being on my side as my loyal puppet, got it?”

The magician nods slowly, “..y..yes…”

Anti grips onto Marvin’s arm, digging his claws in as he tilts his head again. Marvin doesn’t flinch as he looks up at the glitch devotedly, “And now, i believe i promised you some more power… can’t have you being weak on me. Do you still want that, little kitten?”

Marvin’s eyes glow slightly, hungrily. He licks his lips slightly and nods, “Y-yes.. I w-want.. It…”

Anti giggles as he grips the magician tighter, “This will hurt. But once we’re done, you’ll wake up for me.” As Anti digs his claws even deeper into Marvin’s arm, his own arm becomes covered in oil black glitches that shift in different colors in the light. They swarp from Anti’s arm and slither down his claws as they sink into Marvin’s skin. Marvin jerks, his eyes suddenly alight with pain. From under his skin, the glitches’s squares seem to try to break free, showing flashes of black and colors as they slither through his skin. Marvin screams bloody murder, his eyes flooding with green, the whites of his eyes looking like they were being filled with static. Anti can’t help but laugh madly at the sight.

The glitches finally reach up Marvin’s arm and over take his neck, all of them turning green-blue instead of multi-colored. Marvin’s gasps and topples over, catching himself on his hands to keep himself from collapsing completely. Anti withdraws and shakes off his hand as he watches the trembling magician with a schooled expression.

The space is filled with Marvin’s pained wheezes for a couple tenses minute before Anti grows impatient. He takes a step closer to him and cracks his neck loudly, hoping to get his attention.

“Well, Kit Kat? You awake?”

The magician’s shoulders hunch slightly. But they just as quickly relax. Then suddenly his whole form buzzes with green-blue-black glitches, his form shifting back and forth with static. Marvin looks like he’s shaking. Then suddenly he throws his head back, mad crazed laughter bubbling out of him. He turns his head and rises, his eyes filled with acidic green light, his eyes dripping liquid static. His fingers twitch with glitching magic, like he’s itching to use it immediately.

Anti grins sinisterly at his new puppet. Marvin grins back with the same enthusiasm.