Anti had never felt so alive. He now truly got what he'd always wanted, hadn't he? Getting full and total control of Sean's body and mind? If Sean's finally gone...then why don't I feel happy? He growled and thrust the thought aside. He had more important things to focus on than one infernal lowlife.

Darkiplier glanced up and down at the other demon's body, taking it all in. Anti's frame was skinny and frail. He lifted up the green haired boy's shirt.

"What the fuck?!?"  Anti squealed, but didn't make any move to stop him.

"Language,"  Dark whispered half heartedly. He lifted a hand to graze the parasite's chest. His ribs showed through and were those scars on his stomach?

"Sorry. Whom the fuck?"  the Irishman rolled his eyes and shrugged out of Dark's grasp. "What are you even doing here, anyway? How did you find me?"

The brown haired boy looked up from his friend's chest. "Um," Dark withdrew his hand and stared at it, as if he couldn't believe he'd just touched Anti so gently. He wiped the hand on his shirt, like the feeling was just a smudge of dirt. Die had given him his orders. This was just another mission, and failure to complete his task would end in a fate worse than death. "Pewds told me to come euthanize you. Why don't you make my job a little easier, eh?"

"Oh fuck, not Die. He's still alive?"  Antisepticeye chuckled and leaned against the apartment wall. Die was the boss of the operation, the head honcho, if you will. Die controlled assassins in cities all over the world, quietly getting paid to pay people to do his dirty work.  Anti tried to play it cool despite just being threatened. He would need to act as reckless as he'd been years ago if he wanted to avoid being murdered. "What a bastard. Hey, remember when you and I would take out targets? Just the two of us? God, we were such good partners."

Darkiplier's scowl deepened, and he clenched his hand into a fist. "We were a team, before you decided to go rogue and fuck it up like you always do."

The greenhead smirked and held out his hands in a welding gesture, palms forward. "Okay, okay, just cool your jets. There's no need to heat up. After all, what's to stop me from having some fun every once in a while?"

Before Anti had time to even blink, Dark pinned him up against the wall and held his throat with one hand. "Die tolerates a lot of the stuff you do out here, but your time is up. Surrender the host and come with me quietly."

The Irishman giggled and bit his lip.  There was only one way he could escape now, though he hated to do it.  There was only one name that would save his life.  "Oh, daddy Darky, I'll follow you anywhere."

Darkiplier almost jumped out of the nearest window in disgust, but he managed to retain whatever sanity he had left. "Don't fucking call me that!" 

"Whaaaaat?" Anti whispered innocently. "You mean daddy? I thought you liked it when I called you daddy."

Anti could feel the other man's hand shaking, but he wasn't done. More horrors were coming his way. "Oh, daddy, you remember don't you?"  he nodded in pity at his attacker.  He found it incredibly sexy whenever Dark flinched when he said daddy. Already, he could feel an erection forming. "You remember when you fucked me so hard I couldn't sit up straight for a month. You liked it, didn't you daddy?"

Darkiplier couldn't muster enough undisturbed brain cells to form a thought. Memories crowded into his mind, each one way too obtrusive to ignore. With the bat of an eye, suddenly they were initiates again on their third week of training. Back then the rules were a lot less strict, almost made to be broken. Dark had been a calm and serious teen trying to work his way up to manager of the league of assassins, a job only granted to a very talented student. Killing was a commonly accepted feat for them which came almost as naturally as breathing. They did what they did to keep humanity going, and never thought anything of it.

At least, that's what he'd thought, until he met Antisepticeye.

The green haired boy had sauntered up to the front of their class on a rainy day, with such swagger that it made him sick. Sick, but incredibly lustful. The distraction had been a much needed and appreciated, because Dark felt like he was going to drop dead from boredom. He observed as Sean's body walked to the front of the room, dragging a black canvas bag behind him. He plopped the bag at the foot of their teacher and stared defiantly into her eyes as if to say, don't fuck with me, bitch. His first words were, "Can I join?"

At first, their teacher seemed unimpressed. All their students had to have a body count to join the school, like a report card or resume. It was simply expected. "Who are you?" she peered down at him. "And what the hell do you want?"

"My name's Antisepticeye. Anti for short."  he stated, his voice unwavering and full of pride. Anti what or anti whom he didn't say, just Anti, and that was that. He requested nothing except acceptance and required nothing but respect.

"I see," their teacher pursed her lips. She opened the body bag and a stench filled the room. All of the students had been accustomed to blood and gore, but this, this was something entirely new. This was something completely evil, and so horrible that even hell itself would bar its gates. What lay inside the bag weren't bodies, they were body parts. A nose here, an ear there. Dark even swore he saw half a face. The image disgusted him. What kind of madman would save only random parts? What sort of fool would chop off limbs that weren't even good for selling?

He simply couldn't comprehend it.   And apparently, neither could the teacher. She zipped the bag shut and grimaced at the small Irishman. "Well, I suppose it couldn't hurt. Welcome to the league, Anti. Take a seat by Darkiplier."

Anti wanted to beam, he could tell. But, he somehow held it in.   Dark was utterly flabbergasted. For him, murder was a practicality. For Anti, it was a passtime.

The green haired boy sat down beside him and grinned like an idiot. "Hey Darky," he leaned in close, his breath tickling Dark's neck, "You and I are gonna have so much fun."