(Mark's POV)
I had a feeling I was being watched. I thought I was the only one out here anyways. I always had my early morning walks now that Dark had taken (Y/N). The day that I saw her for the last time was the absolute worst day of my life. I came home a mess. Tears had already been streaming down my face when I walked home from Dark's place. She was my best friend and she meant so much to me. It wasn't fair how he just took her and made her shut me out of her life. Anyways, that night I had decided that taking these walks would help me clear my thoughts and I would just focus on the beautiful early morning in my town. But this morning, my thoughts were not clear. That feeling of being watched was on my mind. I crossed the street while walking a little faster. I had just passed an alleyway when I heard something drop behind me. I spun around and saw another person, a man, fall to the ground behind me. I was scared out of my mind now that I knew someone had been watching me and following me apparently. Thats when I saw the knife on the ground and I became even more terrified. The man had looked up at me before he passed out and that's when I became the most scared I have ever been in my life. The man was Dark. Dark was following me. Why?!! I knelt down and poked him cautiously and found out he wasn't responsive. He was still breathing, everything was working fine, he just passed out I guess. As I gazed at him in confusion, I noticed that he was fading away somehow. I tried poking him again but my finger went right through him. Then, right before eyes, he vanished. I fell back in disbelief and shock that he just disappeared. What the hell was going on?!!
(Your POV)
Dark had been gone for an awfully long time now. Almost 4 hours to be exact. You were starting to get worried. What if something happened to him? What if he got caught? All of these bad things that could happen to him that you were thinking of were making you more worried about him. You got up from the couch where you were watching TV and picked up your phone from the counter in the kitchen where you had left it. No texts. No missed calls. Nothing. Something was obviously wrong or else he would've tried to contact you by now. You ran upstairs with your phone in your hand and threw it on your bed once you made it into your room. You threw on a hoodie over your tshirt and put on a pair of sneakers quickly. You then shoved your phone in your back pocket in your jeans and ran down the stairs and out the door. Dark had walked so his car was still here. You thought about driving but town wasn't too far away and you were positive that he had headed that way. You took a deep breath and started running down the street towards town.
'I'm coming Dark. I'm coming.'
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encounters with a demon | darkiplier
Fanfiction::DISCONTINUED:: You've known Mark Fischbach ever since the good ol' days of high school. The two of you had managed to stay friends, even as you both grew up and became hardworking adults. You guys had a thing where you would always call to check i...
