The Walking Youtubers

Blood and NIghtmares

Dark's POV

5 days earlier

I held Mark's by his neck, my finger pressing against that sweet spot that made his face turn that beautiful shade of red, the blue slowly creeping in.

"You look beautiful like this Mark, the best I've ever seen."

He tries to respond but it only comes out as a pitiful gasp for air. I smirk showing my sharp fangs. I hear Mark's friend Ethan screaming out Mark's name. Both of them are pitiful humans

"Well Mark, looks like this is finally the end! After all this time! All this time chasing you only for you to get out of my grip! Well that wont happen this time, There is no way out of this! You will die here, die a slow and painful death! My dark eyes being the last thing you see! But first, lets have one last taste of your sweet blood~ shall we."

And with that I use my sharp claws to slash him across the chest ripping his shirt and the skin under it. His face turned to pain but no sounds were able to come out. I smirk seeing his blood drip down his chest, soaking his white shirt making it turn a lovely crimson

"Dark! Watch out!" I hear Blank yell out.

I go to look at him then a sharp pain and the taste of iron fills my mouth.I stumble back releasing my grip on a now unconscious Mark and he falls to the ground. As I follow his actions shortly, after losing my balance. I then feel something on my tongue, Something sharp and bloody. I spit out one of my sharp fags, and see it hit the ground with a pool of black blood around it. I look up from the fang and see Ethan holding a metal baseball bat. Or should I say Ethan's as there are more than one holding the bat as the room spins. I see him pick up Mark's limp body and look at the fang before grabbing it and running out before I can stop the room from spinning and stand to stop them. Soon the room stops spinning and I gain my composure. I stand up and I look over to see Blank tied up. I get up and walk over to pissed as I lean down covering light from his body

"Dark?" he asks quietly

He knows I'm mad, and when I'm mad, I'm not to be messed with

"You. Let. Them. Get. Away. And you let yourself be tied up by that weakling Ethan!!" I say my voice booming and echoing in the room, the outline of my body becoming blue and red, this only happens when I'm mad.

"I-I'm sorry!" he said fearfully, if I didn't know any better he was as weak as Ethan, if not more.

"Oh-" I glare at him and grab his hair. Yanking it up making his face meet mine "-You will be"

Present

I walked with Blank my tongue roaming my mouth involuntarily, feeling the area with a now missing tooth. Blank follows closely behind me, limping lightly and his body now marked with bite marks, whip marks, and cuts, from me punishing him. I might have went a little hard but I'm missing a fucking tooth, and that bitch Ethan was the one who took it out.

"Im going to fucking kill them" I say growling showing my mouth and the blank spot now in it.

"They are near, I can feel Ethan, he's weak" Blank says looking around

I smirk at his words, Ethans weak, perfect, I can get pay back

"Lead the way, Dear" I respond, smirking, thoughts of what I'm going to do to Ethan flood my mind. Maybe I'll rip his fingernails out one by one till he's screaming in pain. Or I'll rip his vocal cords out making him unable to scream, no, I like hearing him scream, his screams are always so. Intoxicating. Maybe I'll pluck out his eyes and pour spiders in the open holes. No that won't do, I want him to see everything. Soon an amazing, evil idea comes to my mind as my smirk widens