Markiplier Missing (A Markiplier Fanfiction)

Chapter 10: Saving Jack

The bullet hits you straight in the chest and you fall onto the ground, miraculously still awake. You stand up and get shot again, this time in the arm. You get right back up and the man fires the gun. It's empty. You take this opportunity to hit the man with a baton from one of the guards, knocking him out. You limp over to Jack and then untie him. "Are you ok?" He asks you. "I-I'll be f-fine." You say putting his arm around your shoulder. "Are you sure?" He asks again. "You just got shot twice and once earlier." "J-Jack..." You say looking over at him. "I-I'll be ok b-because I'd d-do anything f-for y-you." "Thank you so much!" He says.

You guys limp out of the building. You realize that Jack is bleeding heavily from his left knee. 'They shot an artery didn't they.' You say I'm your head and looking at his wound. "Jack." You say. "D-do you think y-you can drive?" "Yeah, I think so." He says passing out right after saying it. "Crap!" You say.

You need to get to a hospital, and fast Jack is bleeding out! You see a completely black, armored truck and get in. You put Jack in the passengers seat so you can care for him and then buckle him up. "Let's do this!" You say as you start to hot wire the truck. You start driving as fast as you can, obeying no traffic laws. The police start chasing after you and then stop. Why did they stop? Then you realize the truck says FBI on the sides and face palm going about 120 mph.

You guys finally arrive at the hospital. You unbuckle Jack and get out, running to the other side. You open the door and pull Jack out then you check his pulse. There is no pulse! You pick up Jack and run inside, despite your injures you actually are running pretty fast.

"THIS MAN HAS NO PULSE WE NEED HIM TO BE REVIVED NOW!" You scream at the nurse. "Doctors!" You hear her yell down the hall. "We have a 10-20! One with several bullets and one with one to the knee in an artery!" Two paramedics rush down the hall and help you put Jack on the stretcher. "We need him prepped for surgery in the OR now!" You here someone yell. "We need to take care of you." The nurse says. You almost forgot you got shot three times. "Oh yeah...I just got so caught up in saving Jack I forgot about myself." You say. They guide you to a bed and lay you down.

After a few hours the doctor comes back in. "Well it looks like none of the gunshots were serious." The doctor says. "That's good but how's Jack doing?" You ask. "Well." The doctor says. "I'm sorry."