In Our DNA (Septiplier) [DISCONTINUED]

Flatline (S)

Not too long. In a matter of minutes, AntiSepticEye, the unseen demon, would be talking to his buddy once more. Well. He wasn't really much of a buddy. More like a boss, let's say.
His green locks were swept to one side and waving in the cold midnight breeze, a grin splitting his face with shiny splinters. The eyes of this doppelganger were an ocean blue, the right one was a dark green around the iris - a septic eye that was oddly possessed, and could move around at Anti's every command.

Rapid footsteps approached along with a rasping pant. "Heya, Da-" Before Anti could finish his greeting, a familiar figure grabbed his neck. His 'buddy'.
"What's going on, dickface?" He whispered angrily. This made Anti's soul shiver and his mind shake. "W-whatcha mean?"
"I mean, what the fuck's wrong with you? What's going on?"
"I dunno, b-buddy!"
"You little shit! 'Ooh I dunno, sorry!' Pathetic!"
"But D-Dark..."
Dark brought his companion up close to his menacing face. "Listen here, buddy. If you think you can just get those Blues on me for no reason, you've got another think coming, grass. Understand?" He pushed the green haired male into the concrete wall, making several tiny dents.
"Tch, a grass?" Anti asked, holding his head. "Bullshit. Where'd you get that idea from, a little bird? Hehehe!"
"Don't you chuckle at me!" Dark growled as he lunged at Anti with his fists balled, landing several punches. His companion sped out of the way, giving enough distance between them both. "What, you wanna fight?"
"A fight..." Dark's white irises pulsed with an abnormal energy, the black surrounding them swirled with nothing but anger. "...to the death!"

...the line went dead.