On Hiatus

I finished my header for the NSFT account figure I should do the same here.

Hi, my name is Anti but you can call me Valpus, my pronouns are Glitch/Glitches or Its/It.

The main things you will see on this account is ego shit, bits of my upcoming story Project Icarus, and OC rambles of roleplay

Do not sent or ask me copy and past things!

Here is a link to my AO3 where you can read almost all my stories I post here

Right now I am on break for my mental health and trying to balance, life, work, writing, school, and my hobbies. I will still post every once in a while as I still come on the app and I’m still writing all the one taking it way slower. 

Dr. Thorn was almost confused as to what she was looking at. It wasn’t normal to take x-rays for muscle problems, let alone after someone had been cut open, that was kind of a given that someone would have soreness after being nearly killed like Chase had, but some nagging feeling had told her she needed to get a scan done, and it was easier for her to get an x-ray done then it would have been to get any other kind of imaging. She was glad that he had listened to that nagging voice but now she wished she could fully understand what she was looking at. ***

Chase was desperate to get away, but he had no idea where he was. Panicked eyes glanced from side to side before turning down a hallway not daring to look behind him. Any moment he paused would be precious time lost. He bolted down the hall trying to tune out the blaring of alarms around him, the flashing red lights making it hard to see exactly what was going on and where he should be going.

Another quick turn around a corner and suddenly he was falling just as the lights went out. His foot had slipped out from under him making him fall flat on his ass. His hands moved to his side to try and stand up, touching something wet. As the red warning lights came back to life above him he got to see exactly what he had slipped on, and what was now on his hands, blood. His blue eyes went wide a moment glancing around to see the bodies that were bleeding out next to him.

He swallowed down the horror as even if these people had kidnapped him they didn’t deserve to be killed like this. He quickly tried to scramble up to start running again only to get kicked in the back this time knocking him forward. He was just barely able to catch himself to keep from cracking his face on the tile floor in front of him. ***

“I know you are not the most trusting of doctors at this moment, let alone our doctors, and I can’t blame you given your first interaction with us.” Dr. Thorn starts looking at Chase who was sitting on a chair in the examination room across from her. “But I am glad you let me get these images and because it gave some insightful, even if confusing, information.” ***

He didn’t take a moment after getting kicked down, just moved to try and crawl away. Using his arms to pull him away from his assailant until he could get his feet under him and start to run again. This time he wasn’t knocked down and was able, or rather he feared permitted, to get up again. He spared one glance over his shoulder at the creature chasing him, seeing a man that in many ways looked just like him, other than the eyes, black pits that seemed to take in any light that they could. He didn’t stare long, instead ducking into a nearby room only to slip out of exit on the other side. He had to make distance and then… Well he wasn’t exactly sure that escape was much of an option, but there had to be something that he could do to fight back right?

Moving through the building it felt like he just kept running into the same mess that was behind him. More bodies on the ground, the metallic smell of blood so thick in the air that it made Chase feel like he was going to start to choke on it. He was starting to slow down, he couldn’t keep running through the building like this, he didn’t have the energy for one. He could feel the burn in his lungs as his struggled to get air. He hadn’t had to run like this since…well that wasn’t much better of a memory either. He shook his head trying to clear his head. Maybe if he could think straight he could form some type of plan.

Seeing a guard on the ground he glanced around a moment trying to see if he had a second to spare before crouching down hoping the guy had any sort of weapon that he could use. After a moment of rummaging through a dead guys pockets and around him he found what he was looking for, a gun that was loaded. A quick check showed that it wasn’t full but that it did have ammo. He looked around the guard again hoping to find more but couldn’t.

He sighed before standing up glad that he had at least something to defend himself with now. Not that it would do him much good if he couldn’t find his way out of there. He glanced around taking a moment to try and figure out exactly where he was with next to no luck, it wasn’t like there was really any signage like a normal hospital to tell him where to go. He shifted on his feet glancing back the way he came before deciding to just keep moving forward. If there were guards surely there must be some kind of…something nearby, honestly he didn’t know.

Chase moved through the halls keeping the gun low, but his finger on the trigger. He didn’t want to risk startling anyone who might not have been killed but he didn’t want to be caught off guard if that creature showed up either. ***

“So what exactly did you find?” Chase asked, sounding tired as he looked at Dr. Thorn. She pulled out the x-rays of his wrist and feet that she had taken, putting them up on a light board on the wall so they could be better looked at. It seemed like an almost normal x-ray of healthy bones, other than white lines that showed up on the images, lines that seemed to be going over the bone structure. X-rays didn't show muscles really well so it was hard to get the full picture but the lines moved along where muscles would have been. ***

Seeing a door not that far from him Chase made his way towards it, pushing open the door he was hopeful by the lack of blood that he saw. Turning down another corner after going through the door he felt his hope quickly fade however as he came face to face with the monster that was stocking him through the halls.

It tilted its head and smiled at Chase making his blood run cold. He quickly brought the gun up and fired at the creature without thinking. They were close enough that the shot landed. He could see the way the bullet ripped through the creature's shoulder black blood splattering the wall as the thing stumbled back. Seeing the thing being injured he fired off several shots just shooting until the gun started to click with nothing left to fire.

The creature had very clearly taken damage, chunks of it missing and blood splattered on both the walls and the floor, but it was still standing. Its form glitched harshly, distorting like a tv with a bad signal but right before his eyes. “How…” Horror filled Chase’s voice, having never seen anything like this before. He took a step back but didn’t get a chance to move farther than that before the creature charged toward him moving faster than something as injured as it was should have been able to move.

It knocked him down with ease, knocking the gun out of his hand. “Now you’ve pissed me off,” it growled, its voice surprisingly clear. Chase tried to get away going to throw a punch only for the creature to grab his hand with ease. “This could have been fun for both of us, now you get to suffer.” ***

“I know a lot of this is sort of non sense to you but if you could bare with me, it looks like it put something in your muscles. In your hand it looks like it is your abductor, adductor and opponens muscles and in your feet it looks like your flexor digiti minimi brevis, flexor digitorum brevis, abductor hallucis, and abductor Digiti Minimi.”

“You’re right, that means nothing to me.” ***

Chase didn’t know where it got a knife but suddenly it was digging into his skin cutting him open from his wrist to the palm of his hand, making him cry out in pain. He brought his other hand up to try and pull the blade away with no luck, it was like he couldn’t even affect the other no matter how much he tried to squirm or struggle underneath the creature. It discarded the hand once it was cut open, turning and instead catching his other hand to do the same thing to it.

Chase found he couldn’t move his hand at all once it was split open, like something was paralyzing it. “Stop this! Why are you doing this?!” He panicked desperately trying to figure out why this was happening, why it was happening to him of all people. Once it was done cutting open Chase's hand it just smirked, moving to stand up.

“You are lucky, this could be worse, could have been better too but then you shot me.” The way it spoke made it seem like it was really Chase’s fault for what was happening, and not just some sick game the creature was trying to play. With his hands not responding he couldn’t even make an attempt to get away, not that the creature would have let him. He was forced to watch in horror as the thing took off his shoes before doing the same thing it had done to his hands to his feet.

Tears started to blur his vision making it hard to see what was going on. Chase hadn’t even realised he had started to cry. He screwed his eyes shut clenching his jaw desperate not to make any more sounds of pain or to even give the creature any more satisfaction in what it was doing.

That was easier said than done as a new stabbing pain ripped through him. It felt like something was being dragged though his skin, not skin it was deeper then that like whatever it was doing was somehow dragging against his bones. This dragged another scream out of him to which he could hear the creature laughing. This burning pain was repeated on his other foot before he could feel the thing move toward him again. It grabbed his hand and Chase forced himself to open his eyes watching as the creature used what looked to be a needle to thread something through the muscles on his hand, that same pain returning. If it wasn’t for the fact he could feel the pain the look on the things face made it seem like it was working on just any old scap of fabric.

“There all done.” It says proudly after finishing Chase’s second hand, at this point he was light headed the world around him starting to swirl from both blood loss and pain. “Aww look at that, you even stayed awake though it, not for much longer though I would guess.” Its mocking words were some of the last things he heard before something finally took pity on him and let him pass out. ***

“Well those muscles are largely responsible for hand movement and a good chunk of how your feet work too, it is like it was trying to do something to control your movement.” Dr. Thorn says, watching for any reaction from Chase.

“Thats just fuckin great.” He hissed, putting his head in his hands with a sigh.

“The bright side is you still have control over your hands and it seems like with little difficulty, thats a good thing, in fact it almost seems like whatever it did might have helped your recovery, we just don’t know what those lines are exactly” She explains and he looks up at her glaring at the doctor.

“Helped? It was the thing that had fucking attacked me to start with! I would need help if it hadn’t fucking cut me open!” He yelled, going to stand clearly pissed off.

“Yes I know, but this is a good thing, this might give better understanding to how it controls-”

The box was leaking. It was something that Chase could tell almost as soon as it had been set in front of him, and it was a fact he wished he could ignore. The sharp metallic scent of blood filled the air making it hard to pretend that the red dripping from the box was anything else. His mind tried to ignore the blood, focusing instead on the details on the box. It was from a local cake shop, he remembered getting a similar one when they had gotten his son’s birthday cake two years ago.

He glanced up from the box at the creature that had brought it. Green eyes stared back at him grinning, “Aww come on Chase no appetite? Don’t be rude now, made it just for you.” Chase looked back down at the box, mostly to avoid making more eye contact with the creature. It was clear the creature wasn’t going to go away until he ate whatever was in the box. Honestly he was surprised that the other seemed so patient, it was normally not a quality that the creature had in their encounters but he supposed he shouldn’t push his luck. He opened the box up slowly, holding his breath at what might be hidden inside. 

Once the lid was fully open the smell of blood got stronger, but there was also this sweet smell that came with it, like it really was a cake in the box. He glanced at the creature again just a second, clearly unsure what was going on before looking back down. It was a cake. Chase found himself more surprised that there was really a cake in the box. It was a white cake that looked like it had been drenched in blood, to the point it was almost a miracle that the frosting seemed like it was mostly intact and not melting off. The only really disturbing thing other than all the blood was the eyes that had been stuck into the cake. 

He stared at the cake a moment before looking between it and the creature watching him. “You…made this?” Chase asked, sounding unsure of what he was seeing. Though at this point he didn’t know why he was surprised, the creature haunting and tormenting him could bake, or at least partly decorated a cake to further torment him. 

“I did, do you like it?” The way the creature said it made it very clear that the only response Chase could say was yes. “Eat.” As patient as the creature was, it was clear it was getting fed up with waiting. He grabbed the fork next to him and hesitantly took a bite of the cake, making sure to avoid the eyes stuck in the frosting.

The cake was surprisingly good, making him shocked. Sure the metallic taste of the blood was hard to get past but the cake itself was surprisingly sweet. His own surprise in the cake being edible made him not realize that the creature had gotten closer to him. It wasn’t until an eye was pressed to his mouth that Chase registered that it was right next to him. 

“Eat it.” The creature’s form buzzed next to him, making Chase’s hair stand on edge feeling the energy that rolled off it. He wanted to say no, to move away, but he already knew that would end much worse than just eating the damn eye. He opened his mouth and the eye was shoved in almost as soon as he opened it. The slimy texture made him want to gag but the creature had covered his mouth to keep him from spitting it out. He bit down almost gagging again at the texture of it exploding in his mouth before swallowing it. He almost gagged again but the creature forced his head back keeping him from being able to throw up. 

Alley Cat: I didn’t realize you meant it, I didn’t realize you would bite me!