*3 Months*
Sam's POV:
"Alright! See you guys later!" I called out to my friends, Sarah and Rebecca.
"Bye! And watch out for that creep Darkiplier!" Sarah joked. I laughed and waved goodbye. As I walked to my car, I could hear the car garage echo with laughter. Then, it faded. Going to the mall with friends relieves so much stress. Beep! Beep! My car unlocks. Before I can even touch the handle my mouth is covered. I try yelling, but it's muffled by hand. "Try yelling again, and your brains will be blown out. Ok?" I hear a dark and deep voice whisper in my ear. Then, I feel cold, hard metal touch my cheek. Tears hide inside of my eyes, as I nod my head. "Now, does this smell funny to you?" The strange character covered my nose with a white sheet. My eyes, my head, my mind blanked out.
"Mmph, where, ugh, where a-am I?" I moan, feeling my head. It hurt like hell.
"Well, good morning Princess. More like night, welcome. Would you like some wine?" That mysterious voice spoke again.
"Hm? Wha- who are you?!?!"
"Me? Oh, well according to the news I'm the worst man in L.A! I'm honestly the most famous guy here! Though, you rich folk probably know me as a fucktard. Hm, surprisingly I haven't robbed from you. Yet."
"What? Yet?! Who are y-...D-Darkiplier?!"
"Oh, so you do know me? Fascinating, isn't it? How doing such good can seem so bad?"
"What good have you done? Ugh, just let me go! Why am I here?!"
"Well, if you must know, some guy named Antisepticeye, he's big in Ireland, wants you. He'll be here to pick you up in three months. So I have to make you ready."
"So, you weren't pro enough to get me in three months?"
"And you weren't pro enough to escape me?"
"I couldn't have! You held up chlorophyll to my nose!"
"Elbow to the stomach, and that gun wasn't real. The metal was fake, if you couldn't tell. Huh, not everyone can be brilliant."
"Ugh! Please, let me go. Do you want money? Oh, wait you have enough of it."
"Do you want stupidity? Oh wait, you got too much of it. And besides, I want nothing in the world. Now, I'll ask you again. Do you want some wine?"
"...fine." He poured me a glass of red wine. When he tried pouring the wine into my mouth, but I slapped it away and punched him. Didn't do a scratch. All I did was turn his head, and break glass. He fixed his jaw. "That wasn't very nice. C'mon, don't be a bitch. I leave you all untied and you do this? Uncool." He walked to a table in the corner of the room. I didn't even look around. I was on a couch, in what looked like a living room. A t.v, a coffee table. Ooh, so fucking fancy.
"Uncool?! You fucking kidnapped me?! You psycho!" I yelled.
"Well, if you're so mad, then leave."
"Really?! You just invite me over, and release me like some fucking tea party!! Fine! I will go!" I tried looking for the door, but I couldn't find it. "Where the FUCK is your door?!" I scolded.
"Oh, well you see, we're in a basement. You're not leaving." He stood up, and walked over to me. He grabbed my head and made out with me. I pushed him away.
"What the fuck?! Are y-" I started coughing. "What did you do?!"
"I'm a demon, babe. I spawned from satan herself. Besides, all I had to do was take my pill for the night, and add some of it to your saliva. Now, goodnight my princess. See you in the morning." Slowly my vision blackened. Fucking bastard.
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Kidnapped By Darkiplier
FanfictionMost dangerous man in Los Angeles. Darkiplier. He has murdered many, stolen from the rich, and even mind controlled people to love him. Ugh, fine. He never mind controlled anyone, but he did steal me. No, literally. He, kidnapped me. And he never go...
