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Who Killed Jacksepticeye? (part one)

(yes this is obviously based off Who Killed Markiplier and i had this idea and went with it and here we are. also forgive me if the spacing is bad, still figuring out tumblr)

"Hey, Jack," I called as I walked in. The house was quiet, which was odd. "Jack?"

I wandered back to his recording room and listened. I didn't hear him yelling, or any noises from his room in fact. I cracked open the door and looked in. The only light in the room came from his computer. I opened the door completely and flicked on the light. I gasped. My blood froze as I stared at his. Jack was on the floor, his throat slit. Blood pooled under his head, staining the carpet. When I finally managed to tear my eyes from him, I fumbled for my phone and called the first person I could think of.

"Y/N, hey! Whatz u-" Hendrik started

"Jack's dead." I sputtered, interrupting him. "It looks... It looks like Anti again."

He was quiet for a moment, before finally speaking. "I'm on zhe vay." And with that, he hung up. Shakily, I walked out to the kitchen. My phone buzzed, and again, and again. I looked down, a few messages on my screen.

Chase: are you alright? omw

Jackieboy: You alone there? Hell no, I'm on my way

Marvin: I'm coming, He may still be there.

Marvin's text sent a chill down my spine. Suddenly, I was aware of how vulnerable I was. I swallowed hard, looking around the room for something. A weapon, an enemy? I didn't know.

A splitting pain shot through my skull. I stumbled, falling to my knees with my head in my hands. I groaned and gritted my teeth. After a minute, I finally forced my eyes open. The room was illuminated in neon pink lights. Everything was neon... except the writing on the walls. In a dark substance, various phrases were scrawled everywhere. While they all said different things, one theme was common: Someone was here.

Once more, the pain shot through my head and as fast as it came on, the weird vision was gone, and so was the writing. I shook my head before hearing a knock at the door. Quickly, I opened it. Hendrik was there, a worried look on his face.

"Y/N, you okay?" I nodded, and I watched him relax a bit.

"Yeah, I'm just scared." He put a gentle hand on my shoulder. Together, we walked back to where Jack was. As he examined him, I was unable to look at Jack.

"It'z definitely him... Dammit."  He whispered before standing up. He looked over at me. I took a calming breath before speaking again.

"Can you fix him again?"

He sighed, looking down at the floor. "I'm not zure. Last time, he wasn't dead when I got him. But now..."

Frantic knocking echoed from the front door, and we quickly ran out to open it. Outside was Marvin, Jackieboy, and Chase. I did wish JJ had come, but considering his situation with Anti, it's probably best he's not here. Chase pulled me into a hug. I laughed lightly.

"Oh thank god you're alright." He muttered. When he finally let go, he didn't move away much. He stayed close, protectively.

"We need to figure out who-" Chase was cut off.

"It's definitely Anti." Hendrik said. We were quiet for a moment, sharing a glance between us. Chase cleared his throat.

"Let me see him." Everyone looked at him.

"Chase, are you zure?" Hendrik asked. Chase nodded. Without another word, Hendrik led Chase to Jack, hesitantly, the rest of us followed. I hung back, being the last of the group. I groaned quietly as pain struck me again. I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples. When I opened my eyes again, the weird neon vision was back. I looked around, the writing different. Now, only one phrase was repeated: At first glance, it isn't who it seems.

I closed my eyes and tried to push the vision away. After a moment, the pain faded and I opened my eyes again. Everything was back to normal.

"You alright Y/N?" I jumped as Marvin spoke. I turned to him and nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just lost in thought" I smiled. He put a gentle hand on my shoulder, also smiling. His hand was cold.

Everyone had done their analysis of Jack, and we made our way to the living room. I sat down, my head in my hands. The reality of the situation was hitting me. I swallowed hard.

"Hey kiddo, you alright?" Chase sat next to me. I looked over at him.

"I'm just scared." I didn't realize how close I had been to crying before I spoke. I took a shaky breath. "What if Hendrik can't bring him back? What if..." I couldn't finish my thought.

"No no, it'll be okay." I knew he was thinking the same thing, though. I shook my head.

"Y/N," Hendrik called my attention. We looked up at him, "You found him juzt like that? Waz anything... off?"

"No, everything was as normal as it could have been." I thought for a moment. "His computer was on, but I didn't think to look at it."

We all quickly got up and went back to the crime scene. The screen was still on, and displayed on it was a video, paused. The preview was dark. I took a breath and pressed play.

"So I see you've found him." A voice spoke, but the video was still dark. A glitch rippled through the audio. I instinctively tensed. "How exciting. I bet you already know who did it. But, do you know your partners in this mystery? Like, really know them?" He laughed.

"What the hell...?" Marvin muttered. The voice continued.

"You see, two of the people in your little mystery gang are hiding their own little secrets. One of those secrets will help you, while the other may kill you.

"Oh, and don't mind the fact that the body's gone. Hope you got all your observations down." The video stopped. The screen glitched before the computer turned off. We looked towards the body. Sure enough, it was gone. I shook my head.

"Alright, who's hiding something?" Jackieboy looked at all of us in turn. I managed to choke down my anxiety and spoke up.

"Something happened." Everyone turned to me. I took a breath. "After I found him, I got this pain in my head. I closed my eyes, thinking it was just the light making my eyes hurt. But when I opened my eyes... everything was different. The room was neon and pink and there... was writing all over the walls. Something was here with me... I should've said something sooner but-"

"Y/N, it's okay." Chase said softly. I smiled warily. I saw he wanted to step closer to me, but with all that's been said, it was better if he didn't.

"Haz it happened since?" Hendrik asked after a moment.

"Only once more. The writing on the walls was different. It said some cryptic shit: At first glance, it isn't who it seems." I shook my head, sighing softly.

"So someone is still hiding something, and it may not seem like Anti did it?" Jackieboy shook his head.

"...One of us is embodying Anti." Marvin said. We all shared a glance, the tension in the room palpable.

"It's Chase." Jackieboy said suddenly, breaking the silence but worsening the tension. Everyone glanced between Jackieboy and Chase.

"What?" Chase spat, stepping back. "You can't just fucking say that!"

"You've been suspiciously quiet this whole time. Hell, you wanted to see Jack's body!" Jackieboy retorted. Chase frowned.

"Y/N was here first-" Marvin butt in. "-they're the most likely one."

Everyone averted their gaze to me. I shook my head, holding my hands up.

"Listen, we know Anti. If any of us pointed him out with a valid reason, he'd show himself."

"That's what he would say." Marvin responded.

"No, Y/N's right." Hendrik shook his head. "Anti would come forward and take credit for his work." I glanced back at Marvin, and he looked almost angry.

"We should stop fighting and resolve this amicably." Chase said.

The skull-splitting pain returned. I grabbed my head again and stumbled back. I tripped over my feet and hit the ground hard. I could barely hear everyone over the static filling my ears.

"Listen to me," Anti's voice echoed around me. I tried to open my eyes, but my body was frozen. I couldn't move. "You will figure out who I am, I know you will. Hell, you might already know. But, if you tell anyone who I am, I'll hurt the only person I can. And there's no way for you to protect him."

I was shot back to reality, and it was quiet again. I slowly opened my eyes and saw everyone looking over me. Then did I realize I was laying on the floor.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Hendrik looked stressed. I sat up, my head spinning. I slowly nodded before groaning. "What happened?"

"He's in my head." I mumbled quietly. I took a slow breath. "He told me that if I told anyone who's body he's using he... he'd hurt someone."

"He can't hurt anyone, we're all together. It'd be four against one." Chase grinned, but I shook my head.

"No, I think he'd hurt JJ."

Everyone was quiet for a moment.

"Oh god, you're right." Chase swallowed hard. "He's the only one not here, we need to call him or-"

"We can't, it wouldn't work. Anti's controlling him." Marvin muttered. We were all quiet for a moment.

"So what do we do?" I asked quietly, looking at everybody.

"We go to him." Hendrik chimed. "But where is h-"

A wave of pain washed over me. I grabbed my head again, groaning.

"Not again..." I mumbled, forcing my eyes open. Neon vision was back. I looked at everyone, stopping on Marvin. Dark blood stained his clothes, and a deep cut on his neck added more contrast to the normally neon place. A smirk tugged at his lips. Another wave of pain washed over me, causing me to squeeze my eyes closed again. I doubled over before feeling a hand on my shoulder.

"Y/N?" Chase's voice brought me back to reality. I quickly opened my eyes, looking at Marvin again. There was no blood, no cut, no smirk. He looked normal, but I knew. A soft knock came from the front door. I looked at chase before racing to the door. Throwing it open, I was met face to face with JJ. I grabbed his hand and pulled him inside.

"JJ!" Chase exclaimed as he, and everyone else, ran into the room. "You're okay!"

"Why wouldn't I be?" He signed, cocking his head to the side. I shook my head.

"It's okay, you're safe now." I took a deep breath. He still looked confused, but Hendrik spoke before he could ask anything more.

"Y/N, he's safe. Anti can't hurt him."

I took a breath, looking at everyone again. I close my eyes and let the pain wash over me. It was less now, dulled down. I opened my eyes again, the neon scenery had become a familiarity. I looked over at JJ. Strings suspended his arms in place, and details on him made him look like a doll. I quickly averted my eyes to where Marvin was standing, except he wasn't there anymore. In his place stood a smirking Anti. He slowly put a finger to his lips, I smirked back at him before blinking a few times. My sight returned to normal and I took a step towards Marvin, who was back in his spot.

"It's him." The confidence in my voice surprised me. It contrasted with the rising worry in me. Marvin sighed before chuckling.

"You know, I did tell you not to tell." He glitched a few times before his disguise faded. Anti stood where Marvin had meer moments before. "No one likes a snitch."

"Where the hell is Marvin?" Jackieboy shouted. Anti just rolled his eyes.

"Relax, he's fine... I think." He chuckled. I stepped forward before I could think. "I suggest you don't do that."

"Tell me where he is." I stood my ground, balling my fists. I knew I couldn't take him, but I couldn't just do nothing. We stared at each other for a moment, before a sharp pain ripped through my abdomen. I gasped, grabbing my stomach. He laughed and pushed me back. I hit the ground hard and saw a blood-red knife in his hand. Hendrik was immediately kneeling by my side, trying to stop the blood flow. I looked at Anti again and found myself unable to tear my gaze from his.

"You don't tell me what to do." His voice was low, dangerous. I heard a crash, and then he was gone. I coughed and felt blood drip from my mouth.

"JJ's gone." Jackieboy said. I heard other voices, but I couldn't focus on them past the pain pumping through me. I tried to keep my eyes open, but it was getting harder and harder to do so. Someone took my hand. I looked over and saw Chase, tears streaming down his face. I looked down at my abdomen and saw a knife gash about a foot long. I took a shaky breath but winced as I felt more pain. I coughed again, more blood flooding from my mouth. Chase was speaking, but I couldn't make out what he was saying. My vision was getting blurry, I was fading. My eyelids got heavier and heavier. Slowly, I fell into the dark.

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