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"“This is their argument, Aimsey. Not yours. Stay out of it.”

Although Niki’s words were quiet, her voice was ice cold."

Fanart for bones "through a glass divide". Chapter 15 by @bonesandthebees

such an amazing story!

So…this is going to be a thing now. My first story for 2019!

Summary: Following the events of Kill JSE, Anti now has his plan in motion. With Jack in a coma and the others distraught, the glitch finally has the advantage. As the good doctor once said, “Once one goes down, they all go down.”

Hope you all enjoy!

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Chase had been pacing in front of the door for who knows how long. He hadn’t heard anything from Schneep in a while, and was hesitant to check. After all, he trusted him and knew that he would save Jack. The scar on the side of his head was enough to prove that.

Jack had been sick for a while now, the reason still unknown. It only got serious enough that Schneep had to operate on him. Now he was waiting by himself. Marvin left for a show and Jackie was out on patrol, after giving plenty reassurance that Jack would be okay. But he still couldn’t help feel like something was wrong.

He knocked on the door, just loud enough that Schneep would hear him. “Doc, is everything alright in there?”

There was no response, and Chase’s worry grew. Maybe he didn’t hear him. He knocked again, more harsh. “Henrik! Can you hear me? Is everything okay?

Still nothing. The worry began to turn into frustration. Chase pounded on the door, “HENRIK!”

After a few more attempts, he decided to go inside. Surprisingly, the door was unlocked. He opened the door and Henrik was-. He wasn’t inside. The only noise was the heart monitor beeping softly. The room was a mess. A chair was knocked over, a pair of headphones lying next to it. It was empty except for...

“Jack!” Chase rushed over to his friend, his fear rising. Jack’s eyes were closed, his breathing even. Looking at the monitors, he seemed alright, but that was the slightest relief for the vlogger. He looked over at the small cart next to Jack and saw Henrik’s equipment on it. Next to it was a blue surgical mask and cap, as well as a small white pin with words printed in green. Chase, still highly confused about this, was ready to go find the doctor when his phone made a ping! He pulled it out and saw that it was a notification from YouTube. A new video...from Jack. But how could he...? However, his heart dropped when he saw the title and the thumbnail. “KILL JA̶CKSEPTICEYE | Bio IN̵̛c Redemp T̨I̶̢on"

The zalgo. His face. His slit throat. It was all too familiar. Chase was horrified as he clicked on the video. He heard the high-five sound effect, but his main focus was on Jack. His best friend, healthy and happy. Then he left, his hand covering his mouth. Chase remembered this moment, and what happened after. Jack nearly collapsed onto the floor, but Jackie managed to catch him. That’s when Schneep took him for the operation, and the rest is history. He snapped out of his daze when he saw Schneep enter the frame and begin the operation. He chose the option for life and there was a large head of Jack attached to the body.

At the beginning, Schneep was doing an excellent job. Chase nearly chuckled at some of his remarks before the thumbnail picture flashed in his head. That’s when things took a turn for the worst. Henrik would complain of how warm he was, the slight distortions in his voice that he wouldn’t seem to notice. The flashes of him with a bleeding eye, another with black eyes, another of him trying to strangle himself with the headphone wires.

But it refused to stop there. One second, he was a disheveled wreck trying to save his friend, the next staring at the camera with mad eyes and insane laughter. But for only slight moments would he appear, his smug grin and his bloody neck almost taunting whoever was watching.

Then ‘Jack’ flatlined. Chase let out a quiet sob hearing his friend’s cries, only for them to be whisked away by the sound of static. Then…silence. Chase saw that there was more time in the video, but he had already seen enough. He exited the video and turned it off. He looked over at Jack, tears brimming his eyes. Had all of that happened to him? Even while Schneep was slowly getting corrupted by the glitch. Schneep...

Chase lowered himself to the floor, sitting on his feet. He stared at his phone, tears falling from his cheeks to the ground. The images flashed again in his mind. Schneep, Jack, Anti. He scowled through the tears and shouted at the top of his lungs, “YOU FUCKING BASTARD! WHERE IS HE, GLITCH BITCH? I KNOW YOU HAVE HIM!” He was fuming, and was about to continue before his eyes landed on Jack. His rage dissolved and he sat in dead silence for a moment. Then he spoke again in a quiet, broken voice,

"What do you want from us?"

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“Thank you everyone, and have a wonderful night!” The magician exclaimed, taking a final bow. A large puff of green smoke emerged in his place, excited cheers in response. When it faded out, he was gone. More cheers ensued from the audience, most wondering how he managed to pull it off.

Marvin stayed in his bowing pose for a few seconds more, now in the dressing room. He rose and smiled, satisfied with another successful show. He sets down his wand on a nearby table and is about to remove his mask when he hears a knock on the door. “Come in,” He calls out, taking off his cape.

The door opens and Julie, one of the workers at the theater he performed at, entered. “Hey, magic man. Or more appropriately, magic cat."

He sighed and chuckled, turning his head to face her. “Never gets old, huh? What’s up?”

“There’s, um, a few fans outside that want to see if they can get a picture with you.”

Marvin was about to accept, then he remembered Jack. His shoulders slumped, he hated not being able to meet fans. But he had to go home. “I gotta pass, family stuff. Could you tell them that I’ll be able to see them next time?" “Sure thing! Hope everything’s alright!” She closed the door, leaving Marvin alone again.

“I hope so too.”

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Marvin stepped into the house, disturbed by the silence of the normally chaotic household. Jackie must still be out on patrol, but everybody else should be here. He walked through the house, finding their rooms to be empty. He was ready to call out their names when he could hear a faint sob. He followed the noise as it got louder before it landed on the operation room. The magician’s concern rose immensely. He shoved the door open, slamming it into the wall. Frantic eyes darted around the room before he saw Chase sitting on the floor. The sobbing stopped, Chase’s head shooting up to meet Marvin’s eyes. His eyes were red and puffy, face stained with tears.

Marvin rushed to Chase’s side, sitting down in front of him. “Chase? What happened, where is everyone?” That only caused Chase’s cries to resume, his body leaning against Marvin’s. His arms wrapped around Marvin in a tight hug, with no chance of letting go soon. Marvin stiffened before returning the hug, trying to comfort his little brother.

“Jack, he-he won’t wake up and Schneep-"

“What do you mean he won’t wake up?” Marvin cut him off, pushing Chase away and holding his shoulders, almost shaking them. “Chase, what do you mean?"

“He won’t wake up! I’ve been trying for almost an hour now, and he’s not responding! It’s like he’s-” Chase didn’t finish his sentence, sobbing again. Marvin knew what he was going to say, glad that he didn’t have to hear it out loud. He pulled Chase back into the hug, rubbing his back in circles. The action felt more comforting to him than to Chase; still having his brother there helped process this. Jack was in a coma it seems, Schneep isn’t here for whatever probably-not-good reason, Jackie still wasn’t back from patrol yet. It was just him and Chase. A tear spilled from the magician, but he quickly wiped it away.

There was a long pause between the two brothers, stuck in a time of grief and comfort. Chase had stopped crying, now drained of energy with his head nestled into Marvin’s shoulder. Marvin’s eyes were now closed, still holding Chase tight. The only noise was the soft beeping of the heart monitor, a hopeful reminder that their creator was still alive. Chase quietly croaked out, his voice muffled in his brother’s shoulder,  “What are we going to do, Marv?"

“...I don’t know."

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Brothers, staring out at the teeth of the world.

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Watching the waves rise and fall upon the red Obelisk.

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