*the Mask Is Pulled Closer, A Protectiveness For It Stirring. The Wrongness Is The Doctor's Eyes Tells

*the mask is pulled closer, a protectiveness for it stirring. The wrongness is the doctor's eyes tells volumes. He can't have it. No matter what. So, in a quiet but firm voice, the first word to leave her lips is* No. What do you need it for?

A cruel smile is quick to pull at his lips.

“No? I don’t remember making it an opzion. Vat am I going to do? Hm, more like, Vo are you to keep me from him? Its my birthtay right? Vy dont you just hand it offer, I’ll conzider it a birthtay gift, and, I’ll let you go vithout a hitch.”

He’s circling you now, slow and steady and malicious intent shining bright in his eyes. Those glimmering jade orbs. Something is so wrong here. Doctor what have you done to yourself?He senses your hesitation and and grins.

“I know…I’ll tell you vat happened to Jack. If, if you hand him over…”

He watching you like a vulture, slowly circling in. His voice randomly cracking to giggle. As he takes a sip from the bottle in his hand. This might just get very messy. And the worst part was. It wasn’t even Anti, this was Schneep. Broken and drunk and rage filled Schneep. But it was still Doctor Henrik Von Schneeplestein.

And Anti was nowhere in sight.

S͘hhhh,͝ M̕y Dear D̡o̸c̵t̴or.̛ I'͏ll m̵akę it͝ a̵ll̡ g̨o̸ aw͢a͜y.͜..̢

͘Sle͢ép҉...

Schneep? Oh God, what did Anti do to you?!

Schneeplestein's still laughing, unable to stop. And without any warming, he collapses. You look to Anti for answers, who narrows his eyes."It's ͢more what I̢ ̵D̡IDNT̡ ͞do. ͡I h̡av̷e t͘r͡ieḑ so ͏m̷a̷ny͢ ̶ti̧me̷s to get ̶h̛i̢m͏ ţo ҉c̛rack̡, bu͝ţ ͜h̶e n̸ever̷ does!Anti whines, as if patient was never in his vocabulary. Which, you know to be true ̵"I'̢ļl̶͠ hi̸m ̴ęve҉n͠tual̀l̨y͏.̴ ͘Ju̢s̴t͡ y̷o̕u̢ ̴wai͏t...The threat was clear, bit you wondered what kept Anti put right now. Schneeplestein was a few feet away. Almost unconscious. Wouldnt now be the time to strike? ͟"H͘e͏ ̢can̷'̕ţ ke͠e͘p ͞m͞e oút ̢fo͜r͞evȩr.͢"

*Adds them all to the growing pile of ideas, then realizes the pile of ideas literally never ends.* Guess I'll have to do them all. xD

Okay so since I’m really bad at explaining through words, I though i’d draw what my version of the corrupted egos look like. Although, this is just what they are now. I don’t really like some of the designs so I might change it more in the future. But for now, this is version 1.0

*The mask is smooth, almost soft, as the plastic bends lightly in our fingertips. The pulsing is getting fainter, and it's frightening because, for all we know, it could somehow be linked to the magician himself still, beating in time to what can only be a fading heart. It's warmth, what little comfort there is to have in this scary situation, is leaving and we can't bear to see it go. A thought, a quick one, races by. Do we put the mask on?*

Schneeps snaps awake, eyes sharp and mouth pulled down to a frown. All traces alcohol gone. He's staring at the mask like it was the scum of the earth. The doctor can almost taste the feeling of hope, and his mouth pulls back to a growl."Put zat dovn!"You jump and hold the mask closer to you."You don't need to know vat it does! It vas his fault he got stuck in zat, you schouldn't be zee one to comfort him. You're making a mistake."His eyes only grow angrier, you're left wondering where the Zee Good Doctah went."I'm varning you..."You look him stright in his burning eyes and bring the mask up to your face. Despite the anger and threats in his last words, his eyes gain a new shine to them as he breathes out,"Please..." And suddenly you aren't so sure whether he's telling you to leave Mavin alone, or begging you to help his friend.The mask has gone mysteriously lukewarm.

*shakes her head rapidly, taking a few steps back* Schneep, this isn't you. It's not. Whatever's wrong... we can find another way to fix it! *hugs the cat mask tighter*

He stops for a moment, wondering if he heard what he thinks he heard. "Vat?"He looks confused, the anger set aside, but still very much a threat. He tilts his head, no, this couldn't be right. He had just threatened your life. Laughed in your face when you were terrified for Jack. Insulted Mavin and mentioned Chases undoing like it was nothing and implied Jackaboys death just to piss them off and yet- and yet, here you were. Trying to help him and- and Protecting Mavin- Protecting Mavin from him.The realization hits him like a semi-truck and his face falls. He feel his chest ache with something new. He feels r-And he remembers,'Vey just vant to live, Vey'll do or saying anything to save Vemselves. You getting caught up in a trick. Snap out of it!'But, yet. Seeing you hold the mask so close... The broken poor mask that holds his friend captive. How could he do this? He wanted to break it further, push Mavin beyond the threshold to never return. One less heartbreak. Kill them so they wouldnt have power over you,Kill them so it won't hurt anymore.If they're gone they can't keep you up at night,If they're gone they won't be able to keep you from finding peace. Protect yourself. He cracks his neck to either side before a smirk appears."Vel, it was worth a shot."He's giggling but he doesn't move. He's still got one more trick up his sleeve...