Trapped In A Fanfic

Chapter Six: In The Story

    "Bob, Amelia, Jack, Mark!! Huddle together, and whatever you do, don't let go!!"

    The five friends hugged each other tightly and screamed as they fell before connecting with a white border and a orange header. Below them, words were stacked up into sentences, leaving small spaces between them. Jack and Mark stared in wonder, and in a trance-like state, walked forward as the girls huddled together in a tight circle. "Did anyone write a story about this place? It looks... so empty..."

    Amelia shook her head and said, "No, because if I did, I would definitely remember it... Wait, what is that thing up there?"

    They looked up to see a small button hovering above their heads. Confused, Maple read it. "Publish story...? Wait a second... Orange borders and a huge white space? This is...!"

    A scream echoed from behind them, and the girls turned to see Jack and Mark caught in the tentacles of some beast made entirely of words. It growled, spitting out black text, and proceeded to devour Jack, burping in pleasure and patting its stomach once it had finished digesting.

    Maple dropped to her knees and watched in horror as the beast ate Mark, before grabbing at the girls. Amelia shrieked and yelled, "Nonononononononono!!!!!! Get off of me!!!!!"

    Maple shook herself out of her dazed stupor and noticed that the letters on the ground could spell out something... Quickly, she rearranged the letters into the word sword, and the letters changed into a sword with a deadly sharp tip. She wielded the sword and struck the beast on the arm, dissolving it into mountains of letters. Mark and Jack lay in the rubble, seemingly unscathed but out cold. Bob ran over to them and shook Jack's arm. "Hey, you! Wake up! MAke a video or something! Hey!!!!"

    Mark bolted up and yelled, "Not the badly written lemon fics!! Ahhh! Oh, hi there..."

    Maple sighed and Amelia put a hand on her shoulder. "So, I think I know where we are... Have you heard of the story writing site called Wattpad? I think that we're in the app version..."

    Bob nudged Jack's arm and asked, "Jack, can you hear me? I need you to be alive for all of my stories... otherwise they don't work well for the audience members..."

    A text bubble popped up in the air with a red number one above it. Out of sheer curiosity, Mark pressed it and a message from I_Love_Chu appeared. It read, "Wow! This is such a good story! Am I going to be in it?"

    Suddenly, a burbling sound came from behind the group, and they turned to see a giant flood of comments rushing out of a small window, filling the white space quickly. Bob yelled, "Oh god... Someone's writing this story, and we're running out of room! Everyone, go down!!"

    A green flash appeared for a split second, and a girl in a green hoodie with the Jacksepticeye logo and Mark's pink mustache appeared. She cut down some of the stray words, and her black hair flapped in the air. She landed on the ground like a ninja and yelled, "Stay back, everyone! You have to run before you get stuck in here like I did! Hiyaa!"

    Maple squinted and asked, "What do you mean? We have to get out of this place eventually, right? And what do you mean, stuck like you?"

    The girl turned to them and her green eyes flashed dangerously before she sighed and pulled out a water ballon with pink liquid inside. She exclaimed, "There isn't any time for these questions! You have to leave! The door is down there! Run while you still can!"

    She threw the ballon at the incoming tide and part of the horde disappeared with a flash, but more words filled in the gap. Amelia and Bob seemed to understand and grabbed the unconscious Jack, running and jumping down to the bottom of the page. Amelia grabbed Maple's arm and dragged her along, yelling, "Don't let those things catch you!"

    But their saving grace disappeared as a giant hand appeared, grabbing the group and hurling them out of the digital world. A digitized voice asked, "Are you okay? I'm sorry if I caused you any trouble..."

    Slowly, a hooded figure walked onto the palm of the hand and flipped up their hood. Everyone took a quick look at the gamertag and gasped. The mystery person fingered their hair and said, "I am EllaRistic, and I am the one who wrote this story... Now it's falling apart, and this is all my fault!"

A / N:
Okay, so clearly this story is off roading faster than a Mary Sue gets all of the main characters to fall in love with her... So if any of you are confused, I apologize!

Remember to SMASH that vote button with THE POWER OF THE FANDOM, and don't forget to comment on anything that is confusing! I'll see you all in the next (and hopefully, last) chapter of Trapped In A Fanfic!!

- EllaRistic