((Hey sorry about not updating yesterday. But heres a longer chapter, enjoy :) ))

Jack slowly makes his way to the staircase, Mark and Felix waiting quietly in the bedroom. The Irish man's legs shook terribly, the thought of confronting Dark scared him, but he had to do it.

The green haired man clutches the railing tightly as he makes his way down the stairs, one step at a time, ignoring when Anti yelled at him to move faster.

"Shut up... I'm working on it..."

Jack mutters to the man in his head, he would've seemed crazy to anyone else, but at the moment he doesn't let that thought cross his mind. Finally he makes it to the bottom of the stairs and lets his blue eyes roam the living room. No one.

He narrows his eyes before hearing the fridge open and close in the kitchen. Stifling a gulp he makes his way over, silently telling himself to relax, though that didn't stop his hands from shaking vigorously.

Once inside his blue eyes narrow once again, the kitchen was empty. A small hint of relief brushes over him, though that is instantly swiped away as he is pressed against the nearby wall.

The small Irish man is turned around until he looked into the pair of deep crimson eyes.

"Hey there Sean. Long time no see."

He growls softly, voice sending shivers down Jack's spine. He gulps as his throat tightens, making him unable to speak, simply open and close his mouth like a fool. Dark chuckles at this, his one hand travelling up Jack's arm until it gripped his bicep tightly, making him whimper gently.

"D-Dark... W-We need to talk..."

Jack finally manages to stutter, silently cussing at himself for being unable to control his shaky voice. Dark raises an eyebrow at him, a smirk growing onto his face at the smaller man's fear.

"About?"

He asks gruffly, genuinely curious as to why this man would willingly talk to him, he of course was terrified, so why? Jack gulps again, trying to form the words that stuck in his throat, of course his struggling amused the taller man who simply watched him admiringly.

"A-About you..."

The Irish man finally utters, his voice quiet and weak. Dark's smile grows even more, sharpened teeth exposed, his crimson eyes filled with enjoyment as his hand tightened slightly around Sean's arm. Jack stifles a whimper and continues.

"I-I want you to get out of Ken..."

Jack speaks, raising his voice slightly, and doing better at controlling its shaking. Dark narrows his red eyes, hand tightening even more, so much so that Jack cannot stifle a small gasp. His arm felt like it could snap at any moment.

"And tell me? Where would I go...?"

Dark snarls out, anger entering his voice so quickly it made Jack shrink back as far as he could against the wall. He opens his mouth to respond, but this time his voice had completely left him, the anger that shined in Dark's eyes was chilling, Jack even felt Anti tense up in his head.

"Perhaps back into Mark? You'd like that, yes?"

Dark suggests quietly, his mouth stretching into a sick grin once more, though the anger never left his eyes.

"No!"

Jack shouts quickly, lowering his voice as the red eyed man shot him an angry look.

"I-I mean... N-not Mark again..."

The Irish man stutters softly, any bravery he may have had going out the window. Dark narrows his eyes once more.

"Then tell me... Where do you expect me to go?"

Jack gulps once more, taking in a few deep breaths and focusing on the pain in his arm instead of the anger in Dark's eyes as he speaks next.

"Me..."

Dark looks genuinely surprised as Jack suggests that, but his mouth curves into a sickening smirk as he processes it.

"My my... Brave little guy aren't we?"

Dark chuckles gruffly, seeming to genuinely think on the idea. A few minutes of tense silence pass, Jack forces himself to focus on the sharp pain in his arm that Dark still clutched tightly as though expecting the Irish man to take off running.

"Fine... If you want me inside of you so bad, I'd love to oblige."

He agrees with a smirk. Jack cringes slightly at his wording of it, as does Anti in his head.

Ew... He doesn't need to word it like that...

Jack resists the urge to speak to Anti and agree with him and simply sucks in a small breath. He releases a sigh of relief as Dark lets go of his arm, the release of pressure feeling amazing at the moment. That lasts only a minute as without warning Dark reaches forward, pressing two fingers against Jack's forehead.

A sharp pain shoots through the Irish man's skull, and his head begins to pound, forcing him to fall to his knees, as Ken does the same, though seeming passed out at the moment.

Jack groans, biting his tongue as to not scream, but as the pain intensifies, blackening his vision around the edges he can't help himself as a loud scream escapes him. His voice grows hoarse as everything slowly fades black.

~~~~~~Upstairs~~~~~~

Mark paces the room anxiously ignoring whenever Felix told him to stop. Finally the Swede stands up and grabs his arm angrily.

"Look Mark, I'm as nervous as you are and you're not helping."

The blonde growls in annoyance, though his blue eyes contain nothing but concern. Mark sighs and nods his head, opening his mouth to respond but stops as a scream echoes through the house.

"Sean..."

Mark mutters instantly recognizing the hoarsening voice. He quickly runs out of the room, despite his instincts telling him not to, and makes his way downstairs, Felix following suit.

The two make it down stairs and into the kitchen. Mark's eyes widen slightly as he looks down at the green haired Irish man. Jack laid on the floor, passed out, and his body occasionally twitching, his eyelids clenched tightly shut. Mark kneels and slowly pulls him into his lap, gently stroking his green hair as Felix walks over to Ken who slowly woke up with a groan.

"What the hell happened?"

Ken asks as he slowly sits up, brown eyes studying the scene, Jack passed out, Mark watching him worriedly, and Felix sucking in a small breath, helping Ken to stand up.

"You might want to sit down... We've got a lot to tell you..."

~~~~~~In Jack's Head~~~~~~

Jack groans as he slowly stands, instantly recognizing the dark space he stood in. He was in his mind once again.

His blue eyes scan the dark space, before landing on a figure. He stood slightly taller than Jack did, his hair dyed a fiery red, and his eyes, a deep crimson glowing against the darkness. Jack gulps as he recognizes it as Dark.

It was strange to see him in this form again, he looked too much like Mark, it was chilling. It nearly made Jack freeze in place, especially as his red eyes look to Jack. A sickening smile curling onto his face, as he straightens up, rolling his neck gently

"Hello Sean..."

He greets in a soft growl, stepping forward slowly. Jack sucks in a soft breath, forcing himself to stand tall, silently telling himself it was going to be fine. Just stick with the plan.

"Anti... Stop hiding will you? Come, join the fun."

Dark snarls out, a hint of anger entering his deep voice as his blood red eyes move away from Jack and wander around the empty space. Jack's eyes widen slightly, how did he know about Anti? He wasn't supposed to know.

A little less than a minute later Anti walks out from a dark space, the blackness had been hiding him. Though he tried to hide it Jack could see the surprise in the man's mismatched eyes, could feel the tension in his movements.

Anti didn't expect Dark to know about him so soon. Dark was prepared, but how? There was no way he could've known.

Jack didn't realize he'd been staring at the darker part of himself until his mismatched eyes move over to him, a slight anger in his eyes. Anti nods his head gently, clearly sensing the worry that Jack felt. That small nod said everything, the plan was still the same, get rid of Dark.

"So..."

Dark speaks again, his voice interrupting the two's silent conversation, both sets of eyes moving to him, Jack's shining with worry, and Anti's pure anger. Dark simply grins.

"Shall we begin?"