BingSeptic landed heavily on pavement. Anti had let him go at some point during their transport and he guessed it was on purpose. Anti hovered above the ground a moment longer, before gracefully touching down beside him, causing a ripple of green sparks to scatter outward from his feet. Mark groaned softly, weakly struggling against his tied wrists. Anti's grip tightened on the ropes binding Mark's hands and called out to the house in front of him. "Schneeplestein?! Get your arse out here"! BingSeptic turned his eyes to the house and scanned for life signs. His scans only picked up five people. BingSeptic started to push up onto all fours, when Anti slammed a foot down between his shoulder blades to keep him down on his stomach. The front door jerked opened to the house and a man in a lab coat stepped out onto the porch. 

The man pulled down his blue doctor face mask, shouting back to Anti in a thick german accent. "It's DOCTOR Schneeplestein. If ya want to shout it, than shout it out right"! BingSeptic watched Dr. Schneeplestein close the door and overheard him mutter out to himself. "This motherfucker... I've got enough to deal with already". Dr. Schneeplestein started toward them, asking Anti curiously. "Where have you been? The whole house has gone crazy, while you've been - AHH"! BingSeptic jumped in just as much surprise at the hand that shot out of the ground and grabbed Dr. Schneeplestein's ankle, causing him to fall into a large bush on the other side of the sidewalk. Loud curses in german poured from Dr. Schneeplestein, while another man let out uproarious laugher from the open window of the house.

The man leaned out the window, removing his baseball cap and fanning himself with it as he called out into the yard. "Well done, Robbie! You didn't scare who I wanted... But well done"! BingSeptic scanned the arm over and over, but there was no life signs. No matter what he switched to, he couldn't see who or what was in the ground. Slowly, a form rose from the loose dirt and the minute BingSeptic met the persons eyes, he understood why. The guy was dead! His skin had faded to a purplish grey and his eyes were so whited out that it was amazing he could see at all. Robbie lazily brushed the dirt from his ripped black and white striped shirt and his messy dark purple bangs.  Robbie didn't look happy over the prank. Robbie looked... depressed and...Well... dead. Robbie glanced lazily from BingSeptic to Anti. Anti chuckled softly to himself and then suddenly stopped. 

Robbie's eyes had drifted down to what Anti was holding and his expression changed instantly. BingSeptic's internal alarms started to go off in warning as Robbie suddenly dashed at Mark with arms raised and teeth bared in a VERY aggressive manner! Anti removed his foot off of BingSeptic's back to kick Robbie in the chest, knocking him back easily. Robbie toppled back, but instantly got up like he didn't even feel the force Anti had put into that. Robbie charged back toward Mark with an aggressive roar. From the house window, the man yelled out to someone inside franticly. "Jackaboy! Robbie has gone cannibal"! BingSeptic jumped to his feet as Robbie reached Anti. Anti moved forward a step to block Mark and grabbed Robbie by the throat. Robbie didn't show the slightest interest in Anti. Robbie just wanted to get to Mark like a rabid dog! 

BingSeptic was about to step in and help, when a red blur shot out in front of him. BingSeptic blinked in shock. This new mans movement was so fast it messed with his system. The man in red grabbed Robbie by the shoulders, telling Anti apologetically. "Sorry it took me so long. I've had a long night. He's just hungry. Chase has been playing games with him again". The man was gone a second later with Robbie and Anti lowered his hand, distortedly glitching with fury as he yelled out. "CHASE"?! Chase appeared in the window, yelling back in his defense. "HEY! I'm training him! I asked and no one objected"! Dr. Schneeplestein came free of the bush, yelling out heatedly. "Yes! I did, Anti"! Anti glitched forward, dropping Mark at Dr. Schneeplestein's feet and hissing back. "Take care of him. I'll deal with THEM"! 

Chase's eyes widened in horror a split second, before he ran away from the window as Anti vanished and reappeared in the window of the house looking pissed. Dr. Schneeplestein gestured from Mark to BingSeptic perplexed, before grumbling out to himself. "I can't lift him, Anti. What do you want me to do? Drag him inside? Ugh"! BingSeptic slowly moved forward and Dr. Schneeplestein took a step back, asking nervously. "And who might you be? I've never seen you before". BingSeptic straightened up, stating out casually. "They call me BingSepticEye, or S34N". Dr. Schneeplestein moved closer to him and now BingSeptic felt weary all of a sudden. He was looking him over a little too close for comfort. Then after a minute, Dr. Schneeplestein extended a hand to him, saying excitedly. "Welcome to hell. I'm sure we've got room for you".

BingSeptic raised an eyebrow and before he could ask, Dr. Schneeplestein raised a hand to him, answering. "Trust me. Two hours here and you'll want to go back where you came from. Their all a bunch of children. But that is family for ya". Dr. Schneeplestein pointed to Mark then, asking nicely. "Could you pick him up for me"? BingSeptic carefully lifted Mark up into his arms and Dr. Schneeplestein quickly examined Mark's condition. Shaking his head, Schneeplestein muttered to himself. "His pulse is weak. We must get him inside quickly. Did Anti do this to him"? BingSeptic shrugged, following him into the house as he answered honestly. "I don't know. I thought Mark was dead. I saw him die". The inside of the house was much smaller than he had expected it would be. Compared to Markiplier manner... This place was simply... A home.

Schneeplestein lead him to a closet door that opened up to some stairs leading down, telling him casually. "All our rooms are down here. I'm not sure what Anti wants to do with you... but you look like you're part of the Septiceye family. So, he'll probably keep you around". BingSeptic had to stop in awe at the bottom of the steps. It looked like an underground warehouse. BingSeptic scanned the walls of cement and smirked. An underground bunker. That had to be why Dark could never find them. Schneeplestein grinned back at him, asking proudly. "You like it? It can get a bit claustrophobic after awhile... but we have enough space to help us stay out of each others way". Schneeplestein opened up a door to a bright white walled lab, telling BingSeptic. "Lay him on the table there. I'll need to hook up an I.V. to his arm".

BingSeptic carefully laid Mark back against the metal table, when Mark jerked up in a confused daze, grabbing the front of BingSeptic's shirt as he mumbled out. "Jack...? Where is..."? Mark's eye slowly closed and he fell back against the table limply. Schneeplestein walked up next to them, cutting Mark's bonds and hooking up the I.V., saying in a low voice. "I'll have to run a few tests before I know anything... I've no doubt that Dark isn't happy about us having him. We need to find Jack". BingSeptic placed a hand on Mark's wrist, replying in the same low tone of voice. "I am Jack. Dr. Iplier -". BingSeptic didn't get a chance to finish, because Anti suddenly appeared at the door, glitching madly as he bitterly spit out at him. "You are NOT Jack". BingSeptic turned to face Anti, defiantly snapping back. "I AM! Why can't you see that"?!

Anti glitched out again, appearing much closer to him, sneering out into his face. "I know Jack better than anyone. And you are NOT him". BingSeptic puffed up his chest in frustration, when Schneeplestein quickly intervened by saying aloud cautiously. "Wait a minute! We can make this easy. If he is Jack, than he should know us... right"? BingSeptic felt an error glitch across his system. He couldn't remember anyone that was here. Anti never broke eye contact from him, answering coldly. "He's not Jack. He's just a Glitch Bitch that Dark made to mock me"! Schneeplestein pointed a stern finger at Anti, saying seriously. "You don't know that, Anti! We need to look into this to be sure"! Anti's eyes narrowed on him for a minute, before he glitched away to a table by the wall. Anti rummaged through a few papers in a drawer, then Anti suddenly glitched back in front of him holding up three white papers that each had a different colored circle on them.

BingSeptic started at them confused. Why would Anti show him these? Anti sourly held them out for him to clearly see, snapping out. "What letters do you see in these colored circles, S34N"? BingSeptic stared at them and recited the faintly colored letters he saw clearly. "A. F. And D. What does this have to do with anything"? Schneeplestein took a long deep breath with a look of sudden understanding on his face. Anti pulled the middle paper from his own hand, holding it out to him as he sneered back bluntly. "Jack is slightly colored blind. He could never see this one. You'd know that... if you were him". BingSeptic shrugged, snapping back. "That doesn't prove anything! They made me into a machine! The machine could have reversed it or something". Schneeplestein sunk down into a chair, telling BingSeptic gently. "No... It can't. If they had converted your memories into that body, then you wouldn't recall that color. Your system would only be able to process what Jack's memories remember of colors that he has seen". Schneeplestein turned to Anti with an unreadable face, stating in a shaky voice. "You were right, Anti. He's not Jack. That can only mean that Jack must still be out there somewhere". To Be Continued...