I Want Him Gone ;A Markiplier/ Darkiplier story

Mark, What's Wrong?

I woke up to a loud snore. Bob, definitely. It could be Wilfred but probably not. I am getting used to my new Tim but I know now that I can't trust Wilfred. He was the one who killed my original.

I slowly sat up anyway and saw a bump that was shaped like Tim on my legs. He was softly muttering things in his sleep. I could hear him saying things like 'I'm sorry Mark' and 'No Dark! Leave him alone'.

I then lifted him up and placed him on the pillow next to me. He shifted a bit but not much. I giggled a bit and then walked out to the living room. Wilfred and Grin were on the floor for some reason when the couch was open.

I walked over to Wilfred and saw that he had his gun in his hand. He had blood splattered on his pinstripe. Grin was clean. I wondered if Grin does like Wilfred or is scared that he'll hurt him. I shrugged and walked to the bathroom.

I walked in, turned on the light, and then closed the door. I turned on the faucet in the shower and sunk into the warm water in the tub. Only a second later I jumped out of it. Not because it was too warm but it..... affected me.

Now everything I saw was..... glitch like. Things would be normal one second and then they would glitch out of place then back. "OK w-w-what the heck is going on?" I asked aloud as I peered into the mirror.

I stared looking for something but the glass was too foggy. I took my hand and rubbed the fog away to find Dark in place for me. He smiled a bit then frowned. I was angry the whole time though. "I see, I have changed the way you see something now." He laughed.

I shook and stuttered due to glitchiness. "Dark when I'm d-d-done with you, you'll be s-s-sorry you came back." I said angrily. Dark only raised his eyebrows and laughed.

My fingers formed a fist. In a second my fist smashes the glass without my arm moving up. It went from down to straight in a second. My fist was bloody and it was filling the sink quickly.

That was when Wade walked out of the guest room. He came time the bathroom and noticed me. He ran to Bob yelling "Bob! Marks hurt!" and Bob got up in no time.

He rushed and grabbed the first-aid kit. When he found it he bandaged my hand up. Wade looked up into my eyes then he jumped back a bit staring. "Are you feeling OK Mark?" He asked. "Yeah I'm f-f-feeling fine. Why d-d-do you ask?" I asked.

"Mark, what's wrong. You're stuttering on alot of words and you're eyes are two different colors." He said. I looked at him confused and chuckled. "Seriously Mark, Wade's not kidding. One eye is blue while the other is red. Now your shirt has a G instead of an M." Bob stated as he continued to fix me.

I looked down and saw a Red G. Under it, instead of saying Markiplier, had Glitchiplier. "Well now that makes more sense why your like that." Wade spoke up. "How could this happen though?" Bob asked. I shrugged. "I think it had something to d-d-do with Dark. He did a-a-appear in the mirror."

Wilfred walked in bloody. He was bleeding from his nose and mouth. He had a rip through his shirt. He looked me in the eyes. "Dark is back." He said then fell in a pink puddle of blood. Bob picked him up and started to fix him.

"I thought you were m-m-more powerful than Dark." I glitched out of my mouth. Wilfred looked at me half dead and sighed. Grin was chilling in the door concerned. Wade picked him up and snuggled with him to calm his nerves.

"I was, until he found a powerful person."