Chase and Robbie arrived at Jack's house and walked inside to find Seán red jumpsuit torn to shreds, a bloodied blue mask tied around the doorknob of Jack's bedroom.

"Soon those idiots Chase and Robbie will come to me, just like how JJ came to Marvin." Chase heard Anti growl from the room adjacent to Jack's bedroom, Chase motioning for Robbie to stay quiet as they inched back towards the door.

CRUNCH

Chase looked down at the ground to see shards of green metal peppering the floor, Chase swinging the front door open to leave as Anti glitched out of the recording room and appeared in front of the pair.

"Well hello." Anti purred with a knife in hand, Chase starting to run out of the house with Robbie's hand in his until Anti grabbed a hold of Robbie's shirt and dragged him back.

Anti was dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans and a black t-shirt, the cut he had made across his neck still bleeding.

"Y-you can't kill him." Chase stammered uncertainly, Anti only grinning as he held the knife against Robbie's throat.

"Let's find out." Anti sneered, pressing the knife blade hard enough against Robbie's skin to create a thin line of blood.

"Wait!" Chase cried pleadingly, his hands held up in a sign of surrender

"Chase go, Robbie stay." Robbie directed in an uncharacteristically serious tone as his pale blue eyes bored into Chase's.

"Aw, how cute. Looks like the dark strange son cares about his precious failure of a father." Anti remarked, Robbie snarling as he struggled against Anti's grip and managed to bite Anti's hand.

"Hey!" Anti spat as Chase and Robbie ran out the door, Marvin abruptly appearing in front of them in a cloud of smoke with his mask cracked.

"Where's JJ?" Anti demanded impatiently as he glitched to the magician's side, Marvin glaring at him while Robbie and Chase took their moment of distraction to run.

"I destroyed his hideout by dropping a bomb inside, he should be dead." Marvin stated, Anti grinning in satisfaction.

"And you say your little magic trick you have planned will work on him?" Anti prompted, Marvin nodding in confirmation.

"It's no spell, it's just a matter of time. The longer Robbie goes without eating, the sooner his primal instincts will return. If my calculations are correct, Chase and everyone else he's friends with will be dead."

"We need a plan." Chase panted as he and Robbie arrived at the hospital, Doctor Iplier running out to meet them.

"What happened?" Doctor Iplier questioned as he looked between Chase and Robbie, the American guiding them to Schneep's room so they could talk in private.

"JJ...JJ's dead, Marvin killed him." Chase admitted grimly, his gaze cold as he looked at his shoes while his eyes rapidly welled with tears.

"I'm so sorry for your loss." Doctor Iplier apologized, Robbie hugging Chase with a comforting purr.

Chase sucked in a startled gasp as Robbie bared his teeth, his pupils dilated once more as he hungrily licked his lips.

"Robbie hungry, Robbie...Robbie need food." Robbie groaned, Chase retreating away from the zombie with wide eyes.

"Robbie, I'm your friend Chase, you remember me!" Chase shouted frantically, ducking as Robbie reached for him with a growl.

"Keep him distracted, I'll find a tranquilizer!" Doctor Iplier instructed Chase as he searched the room, Robbie tackling Chase to the floor.

"R-Robbie, please." Chase choked out, drool from Robbie's mouth dripping onto Chase's face as he fought to keep Robbie away from him.

Chase breathed out a sigh of relief as Robbie slumped unconscious onto Chase, the male gently rolling the zombie off of him.

"There, that should keep him out for awhile until we figure out how to fix this. I've never seen Robbie so...vicious." Doctor Iplier observed as he helped Chase to his feet, Chas using his free hand to wipe the drool off of his face.

"What should we do about him?" Chase wondered as he looked at Robbie, swallowing hard as he fought to forget the image of Robbie's face looming over him that was burned into his brain.

"I'll lock him up in one of the padded psychiatric rooms so he doesn't hurt anyone." Doctor Iplier stated, moving to pick Robbie up.

"No, I'll carry him." Chase volunteered, carefully scooping Robbie up bridal style in his arms before following the American towards the back of the hospital where the psychiatric rooms were.

"No matter what happens, you still mean the world and more to me. I hope you can forgive me for doing this one day." Chase whispered as he gently laid Robbie down on the padded floor, glancing back at Robbie as he left the room.

Doctor Iplier locked the door behind Chase and walked back towards his office, Chase sliding to the floor with his back against the metal door as tears streamed freely down his face.