Markiplier and Jacksepticeye Imagines

Anti-Run (part 3)

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Your POV

Everything went to slow-motion. The words came out long and low. My eyes widened in shock, and for the first time, I actually saw Jack give a genuine smile.

"You have a dark side." He said, in a low-toned voice.

I didn't say a word to him, just grabbed my bag and went back home, not caring what Jack said to stop me.

I finally arrived to find the apartment in ruin. Half of it was burnt and the other half, destroyed. The only room that wasn't touched, was my room. I put my bag on my bed and searched the apartment for Sean. I looked everywhere but his room at this point.

I slowly pushed the mostly burnt door open, revealing the most wrecked room I've seen, and Sean was lying in the middle of it. I ran to him, getting on my knees and putting his bloodied head in my lap.

I let the tears fall as pure sadness and rage overtook me. I cradled his half-alive body, sobbing. I opened my eyes to see light coming from my hands. I quickly let him go and studied my hands. A green and gold light illuminated from my palms.

I looked to where my hands were on Sean. Completely healed. I put my hand over a deep gash on his arm. It glowed brighter, and when I pulled my hand away, the gash was gone. It was as if nothing was there.

I closed my hands and the light faded away. I stared in disbelief as I did it over and over again, healing pretty much all of his wounds. Slowly, Sean opened his eyes and groaned. When he saw it was me he quickly sat up and tackled me in a hug. Then he quickly let go, a stream of questions came tumbling out of his mouth in a jumbled mess.

I put my hands on his face to shut him up. He just started at me, pure concern in his expression.

"I'm fine. Yes, I know who Jack is. I healed you." Answering the main questions that I could make out.

He relaxed more, closing his eyes. A tear fell down his cheek, leaving a line going through the soot and dirt on his face.

"Thank God you're alright." He whispered in a raspy voice.

I smiled and kissed his forehead.

"Yeah. Thank God you're alive. A few more minutes and you would've died." I said, giving him a small smile.

He hugged me again and I heard an all-too-familiar chuckle from behind me. I felt Sean stiffen at the sound. He pulled away from the hug and stood, walking behind me. I got up as well and stood next to Sean.

"You two are so cute I want to barf." Jack said, smirking.

"Your face makes me want to barf." I said, crossing my arms defensively over my chest.

Jack narrowed his eyes at me.

"Comebacks from a twelve-year-old eh?" He said. "Pathetic."

"Takes one to know one." I spat.

His face turned to a scowl.

"Just shut up." He said through his teeth.

Jeez. Short temper.

"I'd rather not if you don't mind." I said, giving a mischievous smirk.

Jack balled his hands into tight fists.

"Sorry I have to do this." He said.

I looked down at his arm, which was now from the tips of his fingers to his elbow, covered in green and red, spiraling flame. Suddenly the fist-o-flame came shooting towards my temple.

I quickly raised my hands to block it and felt a sudden tingling in my palms, similar to when I healed Sean. I opened my eyes and saw Jack across the hall and through a Jack-sized hole in the wall. I tried to do the same thing with my hands, focusing energy into my palms.

Large orbs of energy? Lightning? I wasn't sure, both? Manifested in my hands. The wave of rage came back as I looked at the now-unconscious Jack. I focused more energy and the orbs got larger and I launched them at Jack, completely ignoring Sean.

Jack becameconscious again at the sudden pain he felt. I just kept going, letting the anger devour me. After a few seconds, I blacked out, Sean tugging at my arms, trying to get me to stop.

Alright. More apologies for being SUPER LATE on updating, and you people probably want to kill me, but blame my mom. She grounded me because of bad grades and took away all of my computer, TV, tablet, and doing stuff with friends privileges. I'm lucky to even have my tablet for 2 whole hours because I cleaned my room. Yaaaayyyyy... (So much enthusiasm...)

So, yeah. You blacked out. Great. Now what? Give me some suggestions in the comments on what you want to happen next. This is officially my longest imagine so far once I put in the next part. Anyway, stay bossome! And I'll see you in the next thing I write.

~ScarletSepticEye~