I began to thrust the knife at Wade when a small hand grabbed the back of my arm and stopped me. I tried to pull my arm away but, the figures was fairly strong.
Slamming my eyes shut, I felt some pain and then it went away. My eyes opened slowly and I found that I was back to normal.
As I stared at Wade, he slowly pulled the knife away. He then slowly walked out of my sight to put the knife away. The hand then turned me around and it belonged to a little boy.
He wore a white long sleeve that was rolled up, brown pants, coveralls, and a brown hat with a small Box on it. His eyes were blue like the boxes eyes, Light brown hair, and he was covered in dirt.
"Hey Mark. It's me." The boy brightly smiled as he run into me. He held a bear grip on my stomach. My eyes flew open in confusion as I looked at the small boy.
The design on his hat and his voice were familiar but the boy himself was not. I looked at him confused and his bright eyes turned to sad ones.
"Mark.....you should know me. I'm your little biscuit. You found me with the other boxes who were bullying me. Mark, please remember me." I shook my head to tell the boy I had no idea who he was.
His eyes slowly started to water. He gave a faint smile. "Oh, it's Ok. I'm sorry I bothered you." The boy then walked away sadly and out the door.
That was when my brain snapped. That's Tim. That's my little biscuit. I ran after Tim and caught his shoulder before he fully got out the door.
"Tim, is that you?" Tim nodded with a wide smile. I picked him up and hugged him while he laughed and hugged back. "Tim, I missed you. Where have you been? I haven't seen you for forever."
"I missed you too Mark. Where I've been, I honestly have no idea. But all that matters now, is that were back with each other." Tim smiled as I gave him a small squeeze. He giggled as I took off his hat and ruffled his hair.
He pulled away as a hand grabbed his shoulder. "What in the....? " was all I managed to say before I knew who it was. "Dark! Leave them alone! Tim's just a kid!" I yelled into the opened space after Dark and Tim disappeared.
I knew I was alone because I no longer heard Bob and Wade's pleads. "What do you want from me? Why are you taking them and not me?" I asked aloud as tears rolled my face as I slid down the wall.
"I know that the only way to get to you is through your friends, family, and fans."
I furrowed my brow when I heard him say that. "Don't you hurt or touch anyone! Bring back my friends and take me.....instead." I lowered my head and talked quieter.
I knew that he was too cruel to even think about bringing them back.
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I Want Him Gone ;A Markiplier/ Darkiplier story
RandomLife was good for Mark, his friends were coming over for a couple of weeks, they plan on getting Drunk when Mark and Wade decide to take a walk. Mark notices a shadowy figure and everything goes down and up hill from there.