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reverseblackholeofwords · 5 years

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So Black just watches all Yellows die one by one? That must mess with his head even more. Or... did all the Yellows stand by their brother's side until the end, and that's why Black is so frustrated?

(More or less, he’s had to watch Yellows die out while still standing by their brothers, and it’s driven him over the edge.)

They watch the van approach, and Edgar smiles. “Looks like we got a new shipment!”

“I wouldn’t be so sure,” Black says, squinting into the mid-day glare off the white van. “Derek’s not driving.”

Ed mutters something under his breath and reaches for a shotgun. “Guess we’ll have to do this the hard way then...”

Black watches the van roll to a stop. Google gets out alone, and Ed steps forward to meet him. “Givin’ yerself up are ya? Smart boy.”

“Where’s Oliver?” Google demands, looking straight past Ed to Black who cowers under the other android’s glare.

“He-he’s...” Black glances inside the building, but Ed places the end of the gun to Google’s chest, right over his core.

“Don’t get any ideas, android.” He smirks. “Or I’ll blow your little glow stick to kingdom come.”

Google, without once moving his gaze from Black, seizes the end of the gun, twists it around to avoid getting shot, and continues twisting until it’s out of Ed’s hands. He breaks it over one knee, tosses the remnants aside, and sighs. “Let me ask once more,” he looks down at Ed who was pushed to the ground in the scuffle, “where is my brother?”

“I-I can take you to him!” Black says as he nervously glances between Ed on the ground and Google standing over him. “He’s just in the back...”

“How about instead, you go and bring him out?” Google slams his foot into Ed’s chest when he tries to get up and pins him to the pavement. “And I’ll babysit our friend here?”

Black nods and scuttles into the old building. When he pulls the desk away from the door to the supply closet, Oliver comes tumbling out. “Trying to escape? That’s really cute.” He pulls Oliver close and growls, “Speak a word and I’ll kill him,” before dragging Oliver to the entrance.

When Ollie sees Blue, his core glitches in a mixture of fear and elation. He isn’t sure which one wins out in the end before Google runs towards him, but something inside him makes him scream, “No, Blue, it’s a trap!” just before Black fires a signal from his hand that drops Google to the ground.

“No!” Ollie breaks from Black’s grasp and flings himself over Blue, unable to use his hands to scan him for what Black has done. “Wh-what did you do? Is he...?”

“He’s not dead, you idiot.” Black kicks the side of Google’s head, and Ollie whimpers, trying to shield him. “But he’ll have a nice long nap, just like you did on the ride over here.” Then Black looks up at the van. “Odd. They usually don’t come alone.”

“He didn’t, idiot.”

Black whirls around and looks up at the roof of the building into scalding sun to see a figure staring down at him with a monstrous smile. “You...”

“Anti!” Oliver shouts, the tears in his eyes gleaming. “Only two arms?”

The glitch laughs, holding up his arms above his head. “You didn’t give me time! You went and got yourself kidnapped!”

“Shut up!” Black shouts. “Where are the others?”

“Others? What others?” Anti looks behind him. “Oh, you mean the other Googles!” He turns back to look down at Black and grins. “I told ‘em they could take the day off, figured that they wouldn’t have much luck fighting you considering you’ve got that EMP in your arm.” His eyes sharpen to points. “But lucky for me, all my hardware is technically organic.” He takes a mocking bow. “So here I am!”

“Why do you care what happens to a bunch of androids?” Black tilts his head to the side to study the glitch. “Do you really think they’d do all this to save you?”

Anti looks past Black to Oliver and shrugs. “Maybe not all of them, but I know this one moron that would do anything to save anybody, except maybe himself.” Anti draws his knife. “So, I guess you could say I’m doing it for him.”

“I think I’m going to puke.” Black fires the EMP at Oliver, and the yellow Google lands on top of his brother.

Anti glitches from the roof and appears behind Black. “You know, I’m kind of glad you did that.” He sinks his knife into one of the chinks in Black’s exoskeleton and twists. “I’d really hate for that sweet kid to see me gut you.”

“So sure of yourself,” Black says with a laugh and tosses Anti over his head like a rag doll. The glitch hits the side of the building hard, and realizes now that Black is a lot stronger than most Googles by far. “But you’re in for a rude awakening.”

Anti grits his teeth. Already the impact from being thrown by Black is starting to tear at his wound from yesterday, and as much as he wanted to fool Ollie, he won’t be able to convince Black that it’s healed for long, especially if they go hand to hand. So he’ll have to stay out of the android’s reach if he wants to buy them enough time.

So Anti smirks. “Sounds like fun!”

#google black #ed edgar #googleplier #google oliver #antisepticeye #ask the egos #salvaged

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dead-inside-mcgee · 5 years

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Controlling a marionette Part 6

Summary: “A sore loser! Is this just a game to you?” He shouted, scaring Robbie.

Chase had no idea what the rest of that conversation was, as far as he was concerned he blacked out and was now trying to find and stall Jameson until Marvin figured out how to get into the void.

That proved to be more difficult than he thought, as soon as he stepped out of the secret room he could tell something was off. He couldn’t even find Henrik or Jackie which bugged him. He did find Robbie, who was passed out in Henrik’s ER.

He didn’t seem to happy about being woken up, but it didn’t last long. Chase was both curious and scared to see what Robbie could do if he was actually upset, but that was something for another day.

The company was nice, even if neither really spoke.

Chase’s heart stopped as he came to the door to the living room. Thankfully Robbie opened it for him or he would’ve just stood there forever.

It was empty just like the rest of the house, not even a sign of the scuffle that had happened here just a few minutes before.

Now it occurred to him, he had no idea how long he spent in that room with Marvin. Not that time was reliable anymore. It could’ve been hours or days, or just a few seconds.

He’d checked everywhere in the house and the roof. He wasn’t sure if he should keep searching or report back to Marvin. It also just occurred to him that if there was one secret room he didn’t know about, there could be multiple.

Back in the library he opted to just pull out random books to see if anything happened. Nothing did.

Robbie was still silently following him, as he entered the security room. A shiver ran down his back as he realized Marvin wasn’t there. And neither was Anti.

“G-guess it’s just me and you buddy,” he mumbled, taking Robbie’s hand.

His next move was to watch over the last hour or so of footage to see if he could get any idea of where everyone went.

There was footage of all of them running down the hall, then Chase appears out of the stairwell and into the library, but no one else does. Marvin can teleport, and as far as he knows, so can Jameson. But that doesn’t explain where Jackie or Henrik went.

The stairwell doesn’t lead to anywhere else except the second and third floor, there’s nothing showing anyone exiting on the second floor, and it’s unlikely they just hid in the stairwell.

Either the cameras were unreliable or-

“A secret tunnel!”

Robbie gave him a weird look, but it didn’t matter. Grabbing the young zombie by the arm he raced to the stairwell.

***

Chase was disappointed in himself, even though he was one of the younger egos, he should’ve known about all this secret stuff. Maybe it was on everyone else for not telling him, but if everyone knows then there would be no point in it being secret.

Once he knew what he was looking for, it wasn’t that hard to find. There was a single brick that stuck out of the wall, pushing it in revealed a dark tunnel like he expected.

He was more surprised that he hadn’t found this before on accident. Usually little things like the brick sticking out would bug him to no extent.

Robbie didn’t seem at all fazed. Chase guessed he was young enough to think this was normal, or maybe he just doesn’t fully process things and just goes with the flow.

The tunnel lead to another stairwell. He could go up or down. Down seemed like the better option.

He reached the bottom and exited into a long hallway. It reminded him both of the dream and of the void and he hated it.

The door at the end of the hallway lead to a large room, with ceilings too high to fit under Septiceye inc. and yet here it was.

“You’re aren’t the only one who understands the foundations of broken time,” Jameson’s robotic voice echoed. “Though unlike you, I can actually control it.”

His head snapped to the direction of the voice. There, leaning against the wall, stood Jameson himself, holding two marionettes in his hand.

“I was hoping to get ahold of that magician, but he’s a slippery one. I guess these will do.”

Robbie coward behind Chase, trembling slightly.

“Jame take Henry an’ Grey?” he asked.

“So it seems.”

“What? You’re upset that your friends failed to stop me? Don’t be a sore loser.” He tsked.

“A sore loser! Is this just a game to you?” He shouted, scaring Robbie.

“No yell Chay,” he whined, hugging his arm.

“Of course this is just a game. What else would it be.” He laughs.

“You’re sick.”

“So you’ve told me. Of course, I would be willing to bargain. If you had anything worthwhile.”

“Bargain? What are you talking about?”

“A soul for a soul, as you say. I give you these two puppets, an exchange for another two puppets.” Jameson’s eyes fell to Robbie.

He moved in front of him in defence. “No, you can’t have him.”

“So be it, he isn’t even worth half of one of these.” He held them up like trophies. “But of course you do have something I want. Something rather deer to me.”

Robbie growled, squeezing Chase’s hand.

Slowly he pulled the button out and held it up.

“Yes! Give it to me, and I’ll give you one puppet of your choosing.”

Robbie gripped his arm tight enough to leave a bruise. “No Chay!”

He weighed his options his his mind. There was no way he could choose between either of his friends, and it was clear Jameson needed this button. If he played his cards right he could leave here with all this friends and still have a leverage.

“I don’t know. That doesn’t seem too fair.”

“Not fair!” Jameson hissed, before regaining control. “Then let's bargain. How do we make this fair?”

“Well. You kinda stole both of them from me. I know I stole this from you, but it seems you took more from me than I took from you.”

“But that button is far more important to me than these toys are to you.”

“If so, shouldn’t it be more fair for you to give me both my friends? Since this is so important.”

The expression on Jameson’s face proved Chase had won. He could’ve stopped while he was ahead, but instead he kept going.

“And now that I think about it, you didn’t just steal two friends from me. I do miss Dr. Jack.”

He let out a low growl, a small portal appeared and he pulled out a third marionette.

“Fine, three friends for the price of one button. Seem fair enough?” Even though there wasn’t much emotion in that robotic speech, you could hear the venom in each word.

Robbie still gripped his arm tightly. “No trust, bad deal.”

“Yeah, seems perfectly fair.”

“Wonderful, now. Give me my button.” he held his empty hand up.

“I know your tricks. You first.”

He huffed and held out the three. Chase nudged Robbie slightly, taking and handing his friends to him.

“Okay you have what you wanted, now give me ́m͜y b͟utt̢o͜n̢!” His voice glitched.

“Oh course. I’m not the kind to dupe someone out of a deal. Robbie, why don’t you take our friends elsewhere.”

Robbie glanced between them before giving a half nod and walking away.

Chase waited a moment before slowly holding the button out to him. Jameson lunged for it, but Chase pulled it right out of his reach.

“Then again, that’s what I thought about you.”

“These feeble games will bring you nothing. All of you will be mine.”

“If you have this big plan, to kill us all, then maybe you wouldn’t mind explaining some stuff to me. Mainly what the fuck this place even is and how and why it’s under our house?”

Jameson stiffened, his glare sharpening. “Fine. This place is the original draft of sorts, before it was refurbished and abandoned.”

“Elaborate?”

“This was the original design for Septic Inc. Before the creator threw it out in favor of the new, modern design. But the concept didn’t completely die. It’s like when a programer gets rid of a section in a game but doesn’t fully remove the code from the final product.”

“Uh-huh.” He took the time to glance around the room they were currently in. It had tall ceilings with a curved glass roof, reminding him of an old style ballroom.

“Your friend the magician discovered this place and thought he could hide his friends here, what he didn’t know was that I already knew of this place.” He sounded smug and prideful.

“That kinda makes since. Why do you wanna kill all of us anyway? We didn’t even know you existed ‘till a good three days ago.”

“I don’t want to kill you,” he looked insulted, “I simply want to get you out of the spotlight and claim my rightful place.”

“What rightful place? I don’t understand!”

“You’ll understand soon enough. First give what you owe me.” He reached out.

“One last thing. If you’ve got so much power, why not just kill me and take it yourself?”

He chuckled. “Because I like you Brody. You’ve got moxie, and you’re persistent and clever. You’ve got the most character and story out of all the others.”

“What do you mean by the most character?”

“You’re the most human. While the rest only have bits and pieces to them, you’re the one everyone is truly curious about, which makes you very useful.”

“Useful how!?”

“I think you’ve asked enough questions.” His demeanor changed, sending shivers down Chase’s back. “Give me the button or I will show you that there are fates worse and death.”

“Fine, fine.” It was a bad idea, giving up his leverage, but he’d gotten enough.

He snatched it from his hand and placed it over his right eye.

“Now that we’re done with that, time for the next step.”

He raised his hands up and iron bars popped out of the ground, caging Chase. He rose up, now suspended above the ground.

“Wait! No!” He shook the bars, but it was no use.

“Won’t be long before your friend comes searching for you. Then I’ll have the complete set. Toodaloo for now.” Jameson smirked.

“You slimy piece of shit!” He slumped down to the floor of the cage, putting his face into his hands. “Goddamnit…”

#my fic #jacksepticeye #chase brody #jameson jackson #jackie boyman #henrik von schneeplestein #Dr Schneeplestein #marvin the magnificent #robbie the zombie #antisepticeye #controlling a marionette #dr. jack #dr. septiceye

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