#saveantitoo

(( this takes place seconds after the end of ‘I Just Wanted To Be Loved’ ))

                “Anti! Fuck, please still be there. I’m coming for you. Please don’t leave me yet,” Dark said. He closed his eyes and the shadows at his feet darkened. He began to sink into them, his body turning pitch black. The moment he was completely enveloped, he sped off, zipping from shadow to shadow. ~Brighton, here I come,~ He thought. Unfortunately, even with his shadow travel it would still take him a while to get there. Especially since he would have to cross an ocean. Shadows on water were always unstable due to the constant motion, making it difficult for him to pass through them. But difficult or not, he had to cross. He had to get there before Anti disappeared. 

                  It took him nearly an hour, but he finally did it. He got to Brighton. Still a shadow, he slid under the front door of Sean’s house, heading straight for the recording room. The moment he was in the room he came out of his shadow. His eyes widened when he saw a familiar figure sprawled out on the floor. He hurried over kneeling down next to him. It wasn’t it Anti. It was Sean. Wait, what was that? His mouth gaped when Jack’s body flickered, looking like Anti for a brief moment, a grimace on their shared face. Anti was still in there, still clinging to life through sheer willpower, despite being unconscious. But his presence felt so faint. How much longer could Anti hold on?

                    He reached out to place a hand on his shoulder and was surprised when Jack’s eyes fluttered open. The left eye kept flickering between Jack’s slate blue and Anti’s bright green. “Help him m̶̭̺͚͉̲̹͚͉̈́ͪ͌̅ë̷͈͛̀̉ͪ͋̂,“Jack said shakily, Anti’s voice mixing in with Jack’s. Jack wanted him to help Anti? “How? How do I help him?” Dark asked. Jack looked up at his computer, his body flickering between his own and Anti’s again. “The fan̴̢̼͙̤͕̗͓̦s̸͏̪̹͚͎,” He said, the double voice thing happening again. “Why do you want me help him? I would’ve thought you’d be happy if he was gone,“Dark said skeptically. Could Jack just be tricking him? If he asked for the fans help, he would be proving that him and Anti existed. "Because he doesn’t deserve this. No one deserves to just disappear. He was only ever trying to make the fans happy,” Jack said, just Jack this time. Dark’s gaze softened. Jack genuinely did want to help.

                      “Lead me through this, what do I do exactly,” Dark asked. “Livestream. They need to know that Anti really will d̬̘̯͈̤̪̀͞͝ḭ̰̤̗͙̣͢e̛͚͉̪̯̪̬ͅ if they don’t do à̬̦͖͓̩͓̮͓͇͜ṋ̵̻̻̬͠͞y̸͏͙͓̖̣̻͔̳̩͉ț̡̩̣̭͓͍ͅh̡͍̳̫͉͓͍̀ḭ͉͡n̖͇ͅg̵̛͙̥̮̖͙͍̣̯. A livestream will prove that this isn’t just a skit,"Jack replied. Dark nodded before getting to his feet. It was obvious that Jack was weakened from Anti desperately clinging to life, he wasn’t able to get up, so Dark gently sat him up, letting him lean up against the wall in the corner. Dark positioned Jack’s camera so it was facing Jack before going to YouTube. He quickly set everything up and started the livestream, sending out a tweet on Jack’s Twitter to alert his fans. Once he was sure everything was working properly he went back to Jack’s side, kneeling down next to him. It took a minute before people began to show up and when they did, the chat exploded.

                      Is that Dark? Is this real? Jack looks hurt! Get away from Jack! Don’t hurt Sean! Those were just some of the things people were saying.  "Guys I’m okay. Dark isn’t going to hurt me. He’s here to ḫ̘͝e̸͙̰̖ļ̶̯̫̯̖̼͞p̜,” Jack said, glitching when he and Anti said help. The chat came to a screeching halt when they saw that. But only for a moment before coming back with a bang. What happened to Jack’s voice?! Did he just glitch?! Anti! What’s Anti doing to Jack?! Leave him alone Anti! Save Jack!  "S͉̯̥̜̝͡T̷̗̝͚̜̦̬͚̟͡O̷̞̖͙͓̥͔̩͜P̳͍͠!̜̟̀” Dark looked at Jack in shock. That wasn’t Anti this time, that was all Jack. With how weak Anti was, Jack must have tapped into his power somehow. 

                    “That’s exactly what’s causing this! Anti’s dying! You’re killing him! All Anti’s ever done was try to make you happy. Try to please you by acting out the part you cast him as. But you’ve been too focused on ‘saving’ me to realize that. I never needed saving to begin with. Your concern for me and anger towards him is keeping him from getting the energy he needs from your attention. He needs your attention to live. And because he’s unable to get anything out of it, he’s falling apart. Disappearing. Let me show you what you’re doing to your creation,” Jack said, anger evident in his voice. He willingly retreated into his mind, pushing Anti out so that they could see what was happening to Anti.

                       Dark gasped in shock when he saw the state Anti was in. Anti’s hair was disheveled, his eyes glazed over in pain. The sclera of his green eye had turned black and a thick, black fluid was pouring out of it, with blood coming out of the blue eye. The gash on his neck was bleeding far more profusely than normal. His skin had gone deathly pale and he was shaking like a leaf, his breathing coming in pained gasps. He kept glitching sporadically. Every time his head twitched from the glitching, the gash on his neck would tear open more. He seemed unaware of what was going on around him, too wrapped up in the pain he was experiencing. Despite that, he still desperately clung to life. He really was falling apart. All because he refused to let go.

                       Dark turned to look at the camera, his eyes pleading and full of tears. “Please, don’t let him die. Don’t let him suffer. I don’t want to lose him. I-i love him. Don’t make me lose him before I get the chance to confess how I feel. I want to be there for him, be the one to save him. But I can’t. I’m not strong enough. Not by myself. Please. Save him.”

Anti leaned against the wall of the recording room, heaving a frustrated sigh as his body glitched. What were those idiots doing? He thought they wanted him but now they were all turning against him. What did he have to do to get them to care for him like they did for Jack?! It was so unfair! He worked so hard to please them but they always went running straight back to Sean. No more. If they wanted him so badly, they would have to fight for him. He was tired of catering to their wishes.

              He was broken from his thoughts when Skype on Jack’s computer began to ring. BumBum is calling, accept or decline? This was the last thing he needed right now. His form glitched again, and when it settled he looked exactly like Jack. Couldn’t let Mark know that Jack wasn’t in control after all. He put on a false smile before accepting the call. To his surprise, it wasn’t Mark “D-dark?” Why was he calling?

               "You can drop the facade Anti. I know it’s you,“ Dark said, his cold expression unreadable. Anti flickered back to his normal appearance. “What do you want Dark? I’m kinda busy at the moment,” Anti said, annoyed. “I saw the video. What kind of stunt are you pulling here? People are gonna figure out you’re real. And if they know you’re real, they’ll figure out I am too. Your little tantrum is gonna get us in big trouble. Why must you be such a child, throwing a fit whenever people don’t give you the attention you want,” Dark said angrily, scolding Anti as if he were a bratty little kid.

               "You don’t understa-“ Anti began before getting cut off. “What don’t I understand Anti?! Do you have any idea wat could happen to us if we’re found out?! In case you’ve forgotten, normal people don’t have things like us! We could get sent to some sort of secret government facility and be experimented on just because you’re being a spoiled brat!” Dark shouted, beyond pissed. 

               "You really don’t get it do you? I’ll die without their attention Dark! I’m not doing this because i like the attention, I’m doing this because I need it! Not all of us get be a nightmare creature that doesn’t have to rely on anyone you know! I’m just a tulpa! And tulpas disappear if they are forgotten or not given enough attention! I’ve always been a ‘glitch bitch’ but the glitches have been a lot worse lately! And I know for a fact that that isn’t a good sign! I did this because I don’t want to die. I’m scared Dark,“ Anti said, his body glitching sporadically and his voice trailing off towards the end.

                 This was all just a last ditch effort to stay alive. He didn’t want to go, there was so much he hadn’t gotten to experience yet. He was their creation, why were they letting him die? Why didn’t they love him? That was all he ever wanted. He was just following the guidelines they set down when they created him. After all, how many fanfictions and art feature him being a bad guy? A psychopath? A murderer? A threat to Jack?

                 "A-anti….I’m so sorry. I had no idea,” Dark said, guilt evident in his voice and expression. “I don’t need your pity. It’s not like there’s anything you can do anyway. And to be honest, I don’t think I’m gonna make it anyway. I’m pretty sure that video has only made things worse for me. My glitching is coming more frequently and, for once in my life, I feel tired. So, so tired. I’m not sure how much longer I’m gonna last. Please, just don’t forget about me okay? Even if everyone else does. Promise me, please,” Anti replied, sounding absolutely exhausted, his voice pleading. “I promise Anti. I won’t forget you. I promise,” Dark said. A soft smile graced Anti’s face. “Thank you." 

              Anti made to sit down in the computer chair but his legs gave out from beneath him. "Anti!” Dark shouted worriedly. Anti lay on the floor, his whole body trembling, tears pricking his eyes. It was happening so fast now. He didn’t have long at all. Shit. He didn’t want to go! Why?! Why did it have to be like this? He just wanted to be loved.

              His vision started to darken around the edges and he struggled to stay awake, knowing that if he lost consciousness, Jack would take over again and he would be gone. For good this time. “Anti hold on! I’ll shadow travel to you. Please, just hold on till i can get there!” He heard Dark call from the computer. “I’m sorry Dark, I don’t think I can,” Anti said, his voice shaky. The next few words from Dark were garbled, his eyes drifting shut as the last of his strength faded away. “Anti? Anti?! Anti please, say something! Don’t give up! Please! You’re my best friend! Don’t leave me!”

              Dark’s head whipped around to look at Anti when he heard a pained cry come from him. Deep gashes were appearing on Anti’s arms, as some invisible knife was cutting into him. He could see blood start to appear under Anti’s shirt and jeans and figured it must be happening there too. He quickly turned to face the camera again. “Save him! Please! Just look at him! He doesn’t deserve this!” He begged, absolutely desperate. The chat was eerily silent for few moments. 

              Dark had just about given up hope on them helping when Jack’s phone started to go crazy with notifications. Tons of people on Tumblr were posting #SaveAnti and spreading ideas and pictures of Anti not being such a bad guy, that he needed just as much saving as Jack supposedly did. The chat picked up again, #SaveAnti appearing on it too, along with links to stories, fanart and theories all involving Anti.  After a few minutes of this, Anti actually started to look a little better. The gashes that had appeared were slowly closing and he didn’t look as pale.

                 Eventually, he started to look like himself again, the glazed look leaving his eyes. “D-dark?” He said shakily upon noticing that Dark was kneeled down next him. Dark pulled him into a tight hug, tears of joy streaming his eyes. Confused, Anti slowly wrapped his arms around him, returning the hug. “I almost lost you,” Dark said before pulling back a bit to look into Anti’s eyes. “How am I still here? I thought I was a goner,” Anti asked. Dark looked at the still recording camera. “Thank the fans. They saved you Anti. When you needed them most, they came to your rescue,” He explained.

                   Anti’s eyes widened as he looked at the camera. They did this? But, he thought they didn’t like him anymore, that they hated him. “Jack explained to them that you’re not as bad as they think. You owe him one,” Dark said. “Remind me to thank him later,” Anti said before turning his attention to the fans watching the stream, “And thank you guys, so much. You all brought me into this world and I’m so happy to know that care enough to try and keep me from leaving it. I owe you all a debt that I could never possibly repay.”

                    “And Anti, I have something I want to tell you. I just wish I had said it sooner.” “What is it?” “ Perhaps it’s best if I just show you.” “Show me what Da-,” Anti was cut off as Dark pressed his lips into his. Anti’s eyes were wide at first but slowly fluttered shut as he melted into the kiss. Awwwwwwwww! Danti/Antiseptiplier away! The chat cheered. Anti blushed when Dark finally pulled away. “You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to that,” He said. “Probably about as long as I’ve been wishing that you would,” Anti replied, still a bit dazed from the kiss.

                    Dark smirked. “Sorry to keep you waiting,” He said. He turned his attention back to the camera. “All of this stays between us okay? Don’t tell anyone about this or that we’re real. We could get in big trouble if the wrong people find out. Don’t even tell the fans who didn’t see this see this stream. Think of it as our little secret. I’m gonna end this stream now. Anti could probably use a rest after all this and I want to keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn’t have any sort of relapse. And keep the Save Anti hashtag going, it’ll help him a lot. Just remember this the next time he shows up in a video and know that it’s just an act for guys alright? Don’t let anything like this happen again. And thank you, from the bottom of my heart, thank you,” He turned off the camera once he was finished speaking. 

                     He got to his feet and helped Anti up. Anti’s legs were still pretty weak so he picked picked him up bridal style and carried him back to Jack’s room. He set him down on the bed and pulled the covers over him before sitting on the edge of the bed beside him. After a few minutes, Anti’s eyes drifted shut and he fell asleep. Dark brushed a strand of hair out of Anti’s face and gave him a soft kiss on his forehead. “Sleep well Anti. You deserve a good rest.”

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