Animation Vs Animator: Web of Lies

{GREEN POV}

"Green?!"

"What happened?!"

"Is Second okay?!"

Those were the voices of Blue, Yellow and Red as I came back in the room. I stared up at them and they looked back with panicked expressions. I was sure mine mirrored their's.

"I don't know. Chosen- Chosen did something to him!" I stammered. "Second said something about how he had powers and being the one who killed the Dark Lord before he blacked out. I didn't see much. I only saw Second collapsing."

"I'll get Alan." Blue promised, exiting Google and entering the IPhone file, being downloaded onto there. Alan was playing on there but he didn't see Blue until Blue exited him out of the game.

"Whoa, Blue, what the heck!? I was getting the high score, what's going on?!" Alan asked, sounding worried as we never trespass onto his iPhone... only that one time.

"Something's wrong with Second! You need to turn on the computer and... and do whatever you need to do, I don't care, just do it!"

Alan dropped his iPhone, putting it to charging, and turned on the computer in a hurry. His eyes turned wide as he saw Second's state and he opened Procreate.

"What's this?!" I asked.

"The website that I created Second on. He'll be all new in just 1 2 3" Alan said through text, and when he said three he refreshed the website, making Second pop back up in the middle.

"Whoa, what happened?" Second asked dizzily. I ran up and hugged him, and dragged him off to the side without saying a word. "Green, whoa, what-!?"

"Explain what Chosen did to you." I demanded once we were out of sight of Alan and the others.

"He didn't do anything to me," Second assured me, becoming self-aware. "It's complicated. It's what I did to myself."

"That doesn't help me, you know," I said wryly.

"He did tell me I had powers. But he didn't do anything that caused me to collapse. When he was explaining, I experienced flashes and then memories of that day we faced the Dark Lord." Second explained.

"You're just... fine with it?! Second, are you insane?" I asked, demanding more information.

"No, I'm not," Second assured me again. "In fact, I'm worried. What if my powers awaken again, and I kill you all? Chosen said how powerful I was. I remember how powerful Dark was, and if I was able to kill him, what could I do to this PC?"

"I think it's all fake," I confessed. "I think Chosen was crazy. He killed Dark. This must be some disease... something like that that caused him to forget that."

"No," Second said. His voice was suddenly defensive, and his tone took on a new voice- not the voice of my friend, but the voice of a God. I froze, not expecting Second to take Chosen's side. "Chosen isn't crazy. These memories are my own. I have powers." I shrunk away, unsure of what I'm hearing. Something about my expression brought Second back to his senses. He blinked, and the Godlike voice was gone.

"Green? What's wrong?"

"You sounded like a God. F-For a split second there." I stammered. "You said Chosen wasn't crazy and that those 'memories' were your own..."

"They are," Second said. I groaned, facepalming myself and turning away. "Green? What did I do wrong now?"

"If you're going to be switching from unaware to aware and back again," I told him, ignoring the question. "I'm going crazy. Even if Chosen isn't."

Second sounded like he was going to talk, but he chose not to as I heard a sigh escape his throat. It was pure silence since.

My mind wandered back to the first ever video I made as Greenzilla4. The superhero one. How ironic was it that we chose Second to be the superhero when he has powers, and we chose me to be the villain he fights when I was descending into the influencer path? I never really liked thinking of what I did as Greenzilla4. After all, I tried to drop my friends into lava, nearly burning them all alive. Multiple times during an argument, Blue and Yellow would bring it up again, just to prove their point. Second and Red mostly avoided the subject, and only talked about it when necessary. But Blue and Yellow...

"Green," Second said. I turned around, meeting his face. His expression looked desperate, scared. It was enough to wash away the thoughts about Greenzilla4. "I'm not asking you to trust Chosen. I'm not sure I trust him, either. I'm just asking you to trust me. I know these memories are my own, and I know Chosen didn't do anything to me."

"I do trust you, Second," I reminded him. "It's just... ugh. Never mind."

"What?-"

"Never mind." I repeated. "I trust you. You have powers. Now what?"

"Well, I'm unsure whether or not I will lose control," Second muttered. It was barely loud enough for me to hear. "I think... Can you keep an eye on me for the next few months, just to make sure I won't?"

"I would do it whether you wanted me to or not," I said. "In fact, I'm pretty sure they all will."

"Don't tell Blue, Yellow, and Red, please." Second cut in when I was about to say more. "Please? You're a loyal friend, but I'm scared about how they will react."

"I won't, I promise." I promised. "I was going to, but if you're that worried..."

"Thank you." Second smiled, and hugged me. I hugged back, though it was reluctant as I thought...

What awaits us for these next few months?