I Want Him Gone ;A Markiplier/ Darkiplier story

Sometimes We Just Need A Breather

When Bob finished talking, I walked to my room. I had no idea what to do. Dark was trying anything he could do to take over. Man, I hate him so much that when I finally get rid of him, if I do, I'm just gong to throw a big party.

When I was in my room, I closed the door. I undid the buttons on my lucky flannel and then threw it off. Finally, I flung myself on my bed and sighed.

"I guess sometimes we all, just need a breather. I know how you feel." I looked up and to my side. There was a version of my that looked very pale. He coughed and sniffled. I guess he's sick at the moment.

"Who are you. I know there are a lot of ipliers but, I have never seen you before." I admitted. He took a tissue from the box that I had sitting next to my bed.

"I'm Sickiplier." He said before he blew his nose. Sick then got up from off of my bed and walked to the trashcan, placing the tissue inside. His voice was raspy.

"Are you a good me or one that want to kill me?" I asked confused and filled with wonder. He gave a small chuckle ad he then sneezed and then grabbing another tissue.

"I'm a good guy. If I was bad, the only harm I could do.." He stopped and sneezed once again. "Would be to cough or sneeze on someone." I giggled a little bit and he did also. Sick then blew his nose once again and then threw the tissue in the trashcan to yet grab another.

"If your not a bad guy, then why are you here? Is there something you need to tell or show me?" I asked confused. Sick then nodded and put his hand on my shoulder. He then sighed and pulled his hand away.

"I over heard some of the other ipliers talking and saying Dark was going to become an actual form. He will try to kill you but..." He stopped and sneezed. "Us ipliers can't kill you. So, he is going to us everything he can. He just doesn't know that you have powers inside you to stop him."

I looked at Sick confused and he kept a straight face. "Well, I've gotta run. I have done my job and the others are probably worrying about me." He then grabbed a few more tissues. Sick then chanted something under his breath that I couldn't hear and then a portal opened.

"Time to head back inside ya Mark. See you next time you catch a cold or fever." Sick said as he waved then walked into the portal. When he was fully through, the portal closed then vanished as my stomach rumbled.

I then fell back on my bed and sighed. "Great. Dark's coming back." I said as I rolled over and put my face in my pillow. "I wonder if those ipliers will come back if I get into some serious trouble?"

"They might. What do I care though. Oh Yeah, I'm a bad guy." I heard behind me followed by laughing. Slowly, I turned around to find a shadowy figure. "I know you're wondering who I am, aren't you?"

I slowly nodded just to make sure that I didn't make too much movement.