Mark's Dark Side (MarkiplierxReader)

Darkness Rises

Mark's POV

Everything was dark. Faint noises in the background told me that there were people near me. As the noises grew louder, I could make out one of the voices. It was (Y/N). Where was she? Where was I?

"Please wake up," her voice pleaded.

Wake up from what? I couldn't speak. I couldn't see. I must be in a coma. Or worse.

Dead.

I felt her warm hand on mine and I immediately felt relaxed. I will wake up, I tried to tell her.

Then, a doctor told her to leave and I immediately felt a sharp needle in my arm.

They are trying to wake me up.

Next thing I knew, everything was quiet.

(The next day)

I felt energy rushing through me and I struggled to open my eyes. When I did, a doctor smiled at me.

"Ah. Mr. Fischbach. You are awake," he said. "I am Dr. Morgan."

I grinned and looked around. None of my friends were there. My face fell into a frown.

Dr. Morgan seemed to understand. "I will call them," he informed me. He walked out of the room.

I nodded and sat up, realizing a pile of gifts and letters were sitting on the bedside table next to me. (Y/N) must have told the fans about me. I opened a small box and found a Tiny Box Tim plushie with a pink Warfstache. I sat it next to me and picked up a letter.

"Markiplier,
My name is Dana Snyder. I am a huge fan of you and I wanted to write this letter for you. You have changed my life and showed me that I do have a place in this world. I have actually started my own YouTube channel because I want to be like you. I want to inspire people. I want to change lives.
But that isn't really why I wrote this letter. Before you went into your coma, your fans were seeing shadows appearing behind you. At first, we didn't know what it was, but then we figured it out. Many of us want to help. Others, however, think it is just part of a joke. I know it isn't though. He is real, isn't he? Darkiplier isn't just some act anymore. I want to help you. My email address is dancingdana99@gmail.com. (Don't actually send an email. This is just part of the story) I can help.
Dana Snyder

I blinked and stared at the note. He is in the real world and my fans know it.

The doctor walked in with a grim look on his face. " Your friend Bob just told me that your other friend (Y/N) is missing," he explained.

My eyes widened. Dark took her.

Dr. Morgan swallowed and forced a small smile. "Bob and Wade will be here in about ten minutes," he said as he left the room.

I didn't answer. I couldn't. She was gone. She could be dead, and it would be all my fault. I had to save her.

Before it was too late.

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Bob's POV

I stared at the phone as I hung up. I turned to Mandy and frowned. "Mark's awake," I murmured.

Mandy raised one eyebrow as she looked at me. "Shouldn't you be smiling?"

I shook my head. "He is in love with (Y/N). I had to tell the doctor that she was missing," I explained.

Mandy nodded. "I understand," she replied.