"My name is Wilford Warfstache!!"

The strange man shot his gun in the air at the ceiling.

No one had no idea what to do or say.

Except for Marvin, of course.

"Uh . . . . hi. Who the hell are .. . I mean . . . what the fuck? Why?"

Henrik just stared up at the hole in the ceiling, "Good thing this isn't actually MY house or I'd be really upset"

"Technically it is. I just took it over since the other you died, remember?" Anti mumbled.

Henrik just gave him a dry look and fixed his glasses, "Pardon me, but- wait, where'd he go?"

They all glanced around only to hear someone gasp.

Wilford was in front of Eva holding her hand delicately, "Well my my my, aren't you a lovely specimen. Say, are ya married?"

"Yes! I am!" Eva tore her hand away from him, "And I have two kids, too!" said kids were hiding behind her.

"Oh ho ho! Even better!" Wilford wiggled his brow but stopped sharply, frowning, "I mean the married part, not the kiddos. ANYWAY!"

He got a thing of bubbles out and blew bubbles in Olivia and Iris's faces who couldn't help but giggle.

"BUBBLES! They make EVERYTHING better, don't they, Anti!?"

Anti gaped at him, "Wait . . . how the FUCK do you know my name!?"

Jameson swat his shoulder, 'LANGUAGE! Children are still present!'

"Yeah, you really shouldn't cuss in front of kiddies, scout." Wilford scolded him, "Say you guys got any WEED around here!? I lost mine back in the 90s"

"Okay, that's it" Marvin cast a spell on the man, forcing him to sit down on the floor with ropes tied around him to keep him still, "ANSWER OUR QUESTIONS ALREADY! And how the hell did you understand James!?"

"Well you really didn't ask a lot. I already told ya my name . . .  And it's sign language. It's not that hard." Wilford seemed unbothered with being confined.

Jackie stormed up to him and leaned down to be level, "How do you know Anti's name? Where'd you come from? Are you with Darkiplier? You look exactly like him" he was calm but on the inside, he was just as stressed out as the others. This was NOT what they needed right now.

Wilford giggled, "Well there ya go, champ. . . .  Well ~ I KNOW Anti! We're good pals! Right buddy?" he looked at Anti strangely for a moment before his face fell, scrutinizing him, "Wait, no . . . . I'm doing that thing again, aren't I? You don't know me yet, do ya?" he chuckled, "Silly me . . . . Where'd I come from? I come from a LOT of different places! Here and there. . . . everywhere. All the time!" he drawled.

Suddenly he was gone out of the ropes and appeared in front of Jameson, poking at his mustache, "I like your style, friend. . . .. And as for the Darkiplier thing . ..  well we're like brothers, he and I!" he  stopped messing with Jameson's mustache and turned around to face the rest of them, a little sad again, "Of course.  .. he doesn't know that quite yet, either. He's a little lost right now. What year is it again? What universe am I in?"

They were getting the sense that this guy was a little out of his mind but Eva was starting to piece things together quicker.

"So . . . he's like your brother, you said? You're an alter of him, then, too? Like the boys are alters of each other?"

Wilford shrugged, "Alter?" he looked around at them all, "Well . . . sure, I guess! We call ourselves egos! The Iplier egos, to be exact! There's a lot of us! I've been helping to collect them!"

"So hold on a second." Chase brought his attention to him, "Are you . . . evil like him, too? What's your deal, dude? Here to kill us like he tried to?"

"KILL!? Why NO! Of course not! I've never killed NOBODY!" Wilford laughed, the gun still in his hand, messing with his own mustache with his other hand, "They come back, anyway, so not really."

Marvin blinked, "What?"

Suddenly Evan and Stacey reappeared in the room after dropping off Sammie and the kids.

Evan looked just as freaked out as Marvin had.

"Who the hell are YOU?!"

Wilford saluted, "I have MANY names! One of which I already stated of course! My name is Wilford Warfstache also know as WilliamJ. Barnum aka The Colonel also known as William J. Butterfield or Wilson Jackson Bartholemew the third or Wingleheimer.. . . . that's just a few of my pseudonyms." he eyed Stacey, "Some have also been known to called me daddy~" he laughed suggestively.

Chase moved towards Stacey protectively.

"Okay" Anti cleared his throat, trying to think of what to say, "So why are you here?"

"Why?" Wilford was fixing his pink afro wig, "hmm. . .  you know what? I'm not really sure. I don't really have control over it. Sometimes I just arrive. Life throws many things at you and sometimes you just appear where you're supposed to be at the time."

"That makes absolutely no sense" Henrik scoffed, "And a LOT has happened to us, so we KNOW nonsense when we hear it!"

Eva looked to be in deep thought but Olivia piped up from behind her mother, "Can . . . can we play with the bubbles?"

Wilford smiled at her, "Why of course you can!" he appeared in front of her and gave her the bubbles, "Now why don't you go over there and play? The grown ups need to talk, sweet pea" he pat her head gently and pushed her away softly.

Olivia looked up to her father and Henrik nodded, "Go on outside. Take your sister with you. Watch out for her. Stick together."

She nodded and took Iris's hand, running out the door.

Wilford smiled sadly, "Oh what a joy to be young. . . . whelp, anyway" he aimed his gun at Anti, "Where's the other one? He's supposed to be here, too" he whirled the gun around again, accidentally shooting the floor.

"Whoops" he laughed.

Evan coughed, "The . . . the OTHER one?"

Jackie caught on, deciphering what Wilford was saying based on his weird level of behavior, 'Is he talking about Antisepticeye?'

Wilford pointed to him, "Yeah, him! That's the one! The murdery one!"

Jackie flinched, taking a step back, "Wait, hold on a second! How'd you-?"

Marvin rubbed at his head, trying to keep up, "Did he just read your mind?"

"I think he did"

Eva mumbled under her breathe, "Fascinating"

"Not zhe time, love" Henrik scolded her, " . . .. but yes, it is"

"What do you want with that bastard?" Chase growled, "He's nothing but a murdering freak that tried to kill us and our families on multiple occasions!"

Wilford snorted, "Well that was your plan, wasn't it? Plan B. . ..  Or was it C? D? I don't know. Point is, you ended up fetching him to go up against Dark before he can breach OUR multi-realm to finally destroy Mark"

Marvin looked ready to pull out his hair, "Come again!?"

"Oh Mark . . .I remember him! Such a sad fellow . ..  I slept with his wife, Celine, you know! He wasn't happy about that. . . poor bastard killed himself and became some kind of idol, thinks himself a god. Poor fellow. Say, we should put on some music! Anyone have a disco ball!?" he turned to them excitedly.

Marvin summoned a disco ball and cast a spell to turn on some disco music, effectively causing Wilford to start dancing, lost in his own world now.

Marvin turned to the others, looking frazzled, "We can't bring Antisepticeye here"

Eva hummed, "But he claims he can go to the future and he can read minds. He knew Anti's name and knew of our last resort."

"That. . . that doesn't mean anything!" Marvin whined, "Who's to say Darkiplier didn't just tell him stuff and sent him here to confuse us and throw us off?!"

"I don't think it's that" Jackie watched Wilford still dancing, "This is way to elaborate to be that kind of random. I think he's telling the truth. . . or whatever he THINKS is the truth"

"We CAN'T  bring Antisepticeye here" Marvin growled, "I will not lose you guys. Any of you." he shook his head, "We've gone through too much to lose everything again now"

Jameson pat Marvin's shoulder, "Maybe we could try and get more answers out of him? If he knows the future then maybe we could end this before anything serious starts"

"Tis a good idea" Henrik scratched at his beard, "I don't know . . . I have a feeling we can trust him. He COULD be our key in finding out more about Darkiplier as well. He seems very willing to talk, anyway"

Eva crossed her arms, "What he said earlier, though, about Darkiplier. 'He doesn't know that quite yet' He mentioned that talking about them being like brothers. He made it sound as if Darkiplier doesn't know him YET. But Wilford knows HIM. We already know some things. He also said that Darkiplier is lost right now. We need to talk to him and get more answers."

"Well how we gonna do that?" Stacey huffed, "He seems way too entranced with the music and dancing to be answering questions NOW" She glared at Marvin who ignored her.

Anti was already walking up to him, shrugged off Jackie's hand as he tried to stop him.

Wilford was swinging his hips around grinning wide as Anti walked on over.

"Well hey there sport! Come to a decision yet!?"

Anti was once again thrown off but tried to keep up, "You've been to the future you said? Does that mean you know how this all ends? I don't want to fight Darkiplier if I don't have to. I just wanted to talk things out with him"

Wilford grabbed Anti's hands and danced in place moving Anti's hands with him. Anti let him but waited for his answer.

"It's Host's forte to know how things go like that. I've just seen pieces! But I will say this! There ain't no talking with Darky once he's made up his mind! Damien's always been stubborn!" he laughed.

Anti blinked, "D-damien? You mean Dark? Is that his REAL name?"

"Oh, you know! Damien. . . Celine! Same thing, really!"

He remembered him saying that Celine was Mark's wife so he was confused, "Wait. . . what?"

"There won't be any talking!" Wilford kept dancing with him in place, "Dark's already found something that has the power he needs. He'll be here sooner than you think! You might wanna go fetch your old pal, Anthony, while ya can sway him! He won't be no trouble now!"

'He means Antisepticeye' Anti thought to himself and Wilford grinned, nodding his head vigorously, still dancing in place.

Anti stared back at Wilford's vacantly happy yet sorrowful eyes. He knew what he was talking about.

Anti knew what he had to do.

He gently took his hands away from Wilford to go back to the others.

He didn't want to even look at them. He knew it had to be done now.

"I'm sorry, guys. Looks like we're starting with the last resort, after all"

Nobody liked that.

Suddenly, Wilford whirled around in a dance move, "Hey! You guys wanna see a trick!?"

Without any hesitation, he whipped out his gun again and shot at them.

Meanwhile, Darkiplier held Gabriella by her hair with another hand gripping her throat, almost choking her.

Antisepticeye was on the other side of the room, barely able to stay awake, laying on his back, "G. . . . gab"

The house was a complete disaster with broken glass and wood everywhere and many dents in the walls. Her sword laid in the middle of the room broken in half.

Gabriella had fought well but Darkiplier had been faster and more ready, effectively detaining her before she could do any real damage to him.

Antisepticeye had tried to attack him but without his powers, he was useless and Darkiplier had easily threw him aside.

Darkiplier smirked, "So much easier than those stubborn Septics. But you hold the same amount of power within you that those three had all together. I should have come here first"

Gabriella glared at him, gripping his arm tight with her hands, still trying to pry herself away uselessly, "F. . . . . Fuck you"

Darkiplier frowned but placed the hand that was in her hair over her forehead, "Now then . . . I'll just take your power and leave. I really do hope it doesn't kill you, dear. Good luck"

Gabriella shut her eyes tight, waiting for death.

A few moments went by, though, and nothing happened.

She cracked open her eyes again and Dark's brow creased in confusion.

"That's odd. . . . nothing's happening." he tapped his fingers on her head in thought, "If I had done this to the Septics, I would have been able to pull out their energy and absorb it. Host said as much. . . .However, different egos DO have different rules . . . Your power must only be latched onto YOU."

Antisepticeye smirked, although still in pain and on the floor, "Heh . . suck it, asshole"

Darkiplier raised a brow at him, "It's just a little dent in the plan. Just because I can't absorb your power" he looked back down at Gabriella, "That doesn't mean I still can't USE it."

He smirked, "Congratulations, sweetheart. Instead of dying. . . you get to come WITH me."

Gabriella's eyes widened in horror and she turned to look back at Antisepticeye, "Anthony!"

Antisepticeye tried to get up and run towards them but he was still too hurt, "N-NO!"

Darkiplier started to fade into the shadows, taking his cane back in his hand.

Antisepticeye reached out his hand in vain, "GAB!!"

But in a matter of seconds, they were gone.

And Antisepticeye was left alone, broken in the rubble.