Mark ran up to his room and found it completely trashed from head to toe. He grabbed a crucifix and holy water from the one unopened drawer. He held out the crucifix "If there are any demons in here, Reveal yourselves willingly before I do it for you!" He shouted out, the floorboards creaked behind him. He quickly turned around and threw some of the holy water, and like clockwork, the demon revealed himself. Lo and behold, there stood the apprentice camera person he'd hired. He pointed the crucifix at him.
"Start talking you little shit or I'll fucking stab this so deep into your chest that you'll burn to ash in a second." He threatened. The apprentice nodded. "What does your boss want this time around?" Mark asked, keeping the holy water near. The boy shrugged. "Look, The only thing I know is that he's kinda obsessed with your friend and he's also their date." He said. Mark glared at him. "It's all I know, I swear. You'd have to ask a certain..somebody else if you want to know about his specific plans." The boy suggested, starting to sweat. Mark grabbed him by the neck and positioned the sharp end of the crucifix over his chest. "Fine. Be that way." Then without a second thought he plunged the crucifix deep into the adolescent, blood dark as ebony spilling out. Mark kept a stoic face, staring him right in the eye while the demon choked upon his own blood. "Is this a bad time?" Mark quickly turned around, dropping the body of the apprentice and facing Amy incredibly nervously. "I swear I can explain! He's some kind of demon and has been spying for-" Amy cut him off by handing him his phone. "I found your phone since you dropped it running up here, and you have a very concerning voicemail." Mark raised an eyebrow as she unlocked the phone, playing the voicemail.
"MARK, PICK UP, PLEASE! YOU WERE RIGHT ABOUT DAMIEN HE'S-" The sound of a familiar laugh abruptly cuts off the message, sending chills down his spine. "He's back, isn't he?" Amy asked, putting her hand onto Mark's shoulders. "He is, and he's set his eyes on them. But I know what to do now.." Mark walked over to his closet, opening it and taking out a large black mirror. He placed his hand upon the glass, reciting a short incantation, the glass swirled and warped, engulfing his hand in it. "What are you doing? She asked, slightly startled. "Amy, if I don't make it back, tell Chica she's a good girl for me, alright?" and with that he disappeared into the mirror.
Dark stood in his room, watching the situation unfold through a mirror. A pest such as Mark would not be ruining his plans again, He was prepared this time. The demon picked up a phone and dialed a number. "Hello Wil, If it isn't too inconvenient could you take care of a..pest for me? I cannot have that vermin ruining my plans again."
"Oh old friend..I thought you'd never ask."
(Happy halloween!)
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FanfictionAfter 7 years of not seeing each other in person. You finally get to reunite with your best friend, Mark. But something evil is afoot and it'll stop at nothing to get what it wants.
