Mark's POV
"Dark...Dark happened," Ethan says looking into my eyes, his eyes clouded with sadness and fear. I couldn't control my body as I reached for his face, holding his soft check in my hand
"Hey, It was just a dream, I'm alive, and you're safe here with me," I say smiling, looking right into his soft blue eyes. He just gives a small smile and nods "Want to tell me about the dream?" I ask, still looking into his eyes. He hesitates before I get an answer
"Yeah...maybe it will make me feel better" he states, before removing my hand from his face and shifting around. He soon has his head in my lap looking up at me, all I can do is smile.
"Well...I was in a field of marigolds, beautiful yellow and orange marigolds. I laid down in them relaxing...Till I felt rope around my wrists, I then looked down and the flowers were turning black. T-then vines came up from the ground and wrapped around my legs, they dragged me down into the ground. I was in a pitch-black hole falling." He said looking up at me with watery eyes. I played with his hair lightly to calm him down so he would keep talking without crying. He takes a deep breath and continues
"Then, I fell onto a bed, in this really dark room. My hands were tied to the headboard and...and...there was a figure in the corner. I-I tried calling out to it...it didn't respond. Then dark appeared and crawled on top of me, h-he had his hands behind his back...then...then" he started to tear up
"Hey it's okay Ethan, you're okay it wasn't real," I say playing with his hair more
"Then... he brought his arm forward and...your decapitated head was in his hand! H-he then turned on the lights and I saw your body...without the head on it, you were dead in the corner and I. I." He starts crying. I leaned down and kissed his head and continued to play with his hair
"Ethan it was a dream. Look at me-" He slowly looks at me through teary eyes "See I still got my head, and you're here. It wasn't real, and never will be, I will never let dark take you. Never, he'll have to kill me first"
"That's what I'm afraid of...that he will kill you," he said closing his eyes letting a tear fall down his face
"That won't happen-" I lean back and continue to play with his hair "-I promise"
Darks POV
"They are super close, and Ethan is scared..." Blank said as we walked into a wooded area. The scent of pine filled the air, it smelt nice and relaxing, it was awful.
"Perfect," I say smirking, looking around for any place they could hide. Soon my eyes land on the very thing I'm looking for. A small cabin covered in vines, the wood-decaying, and the windows boarded up.
"Blank. It's time to collect what we came for" I smirk walking toward the cabin
Mark's POV
I smile and hold Ethan closer, but soon that calm feeling leaves as I feel dread wash over me, and that only means one thing
"Ethan..." I say looking down at him as he looks up at me
"Yes, Mark?" He asks tilting his head lightly
"There here..." Ethan's eyes widen as he gets up
"N-No! You're not healed! You can't fight, oh god! He's going to kill you...He's going to take me!" Ethan paces back a forward shaking. I get up with much difficulty and grab his arm
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The Walking Youtubers
FanfictionMy name is Mark Edward Fischbach, used to be known as the famous Youtuber Markiplier. Now I'm a survivor of the zombie apocalypse. It happened; god knows how long ago. You would think that Zombies were enough to make our lives living hell, but nope...