The fight

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                                                                                                Mark's POV:


I was walking down the street when something suddenly snapped inside of me. I didn't know what it was, I just got really raged and punched the wall. Then a dark mist started drifting out of my body. "Dark." I said, a feeling of hatred rose in my voice. "You know Mark, we are the same you and I. Do things together. Have the same Girlfriend." Dark said with an evil smirk. "What had you done to her!" I shouted. "Oh nothing. Much." he replied. I suddenly had a vision. (y/n) was tied up in a dark room. Scared. Lonely. Then the rage overtook.

I swung my fist at Dark, slugging him in the jaw. He swung back, but missed. He grabbed my throat and squeezed it tight. This was my time. No more Markiplier. No more.

                                                                                                    Dark's POV:

Fighting off Mark was easy. Too easy. I went back 'home' to give (y/n) a quick message.

                                                                                            'Home'

I flung the lifeless body of what was once Mark Fishbach on the ground, making a thud in the process. (y/n) tried to scream but she had a gag in her mouth. hahahahahahha. Evil me. >:D. I walked up to (y/n) and untied her, letting her speak. " YOU BASTARD!!!!!" She screamed. I smiled at her. I liked it when she called me names. >:P


                                                                                            Your POV:

He killed Mark. He actually did it. I just wish I had a chance to say goodbye one more time before Dark had his way with me. Tears rolled from my eyes and soaked into my shirt. He was gone. Never to be seen again. :'(.


                                                                                             Mark's POV:

I was dead. No work of a doubt. I was in hell where Guardian roamed. I called her name, hoping she could hear me. " Grace! Grace! GRACE!" I yelled at the top of my voice. It was no use. I was a goner. Until I heard her. " Hey Mark. What are you doing down here?" She asked. I turned around to see a figure that looked just like me, only female. She had short hair with a pink fringe, she was the same height as me and had exactly the same personality as me. She was like a twin sister to me. " I need to get back to Earth. I need to rescue (y/n)." " I'm coming with you." She said. " And you don't have a choice."


                                                                                                     Guardian's POV:

We head back to Earth to save whatshername and kill Dark. Hopefully I'll finally kill him for good this time.

                                                                                                        Mark's POV:

I ended up in my own body. I opened my eyes to see Dark doing... Unspeakable things to (y/n). I stood up, facing Dark. "Hey Dark. I thing we have some unfinished business." "WHO BROUGHT YOU BACK?!!!" Dark screamed enraged. "Don't you remember her?" I replied. "Remember who?!" "Me."


                                                                                              Guardian's POV:

I stood behind Dark with an evil glare full of hatred. He turned around to the sound of my voice and froze in horror. "You? No. It can't be!" he stuttered, thinking I was long gone. " I never left." Mark then threw a rock into Dark's direction, giving me time to form. My body twisted and turned into a nightmare. Literally. I formed into Nightmare Freddy. (because I'm evil). Dark turned to the sound of evil laughter. He stood in fear, not daring to speak. I stepped forward and grabbed Dark by the throat. He threw something sharp to the right. I thought it was a distraction so I didn't look away. I squeezed his throat tighter and tighter. My other hand raised and plunged straight through his stomach, pulling his guts out and dropping them on the floor. He was dead. But he wasn't the only one. I dropped his body and looked to the right. Horror struck me like a lightning bolt as I was Mark's body mangled on the floor. Turns out that Dark threw the knife for more that one reason. I returned into my original form and slumped next to his body. (y/n) sat next to me and started to bawl. She looked at me hopefully and said " You can bring him  back right. Please tell me you can!" she said between sobs. I slowly shook my head and said "I'm sorry, not this time." And I went back home feeling bad.

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                                                                                                   Your POV:

I called 911 in hope that they could do something. They took his body to the hospital and took care of him.


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