Tower - A Darkiplier x JackSepticEye FanFiction

Name

The hallway became quiet after the incident. I wanted someone to answer my questions, but I didn't know who to ask.

Not knowing who I was in general left me feeling lonely, like I was a wandering spirit.

Suddenly I heard a bell being rung in the distance. It was slow and consistent, unlike a fire alarm or an alarm clock. People started filing out of their rooms, heading down the hall. There was a gloominess in the atmosphere, as if they didn't want to go anywhere, but they had to.

I reached out to the nearest person passing me, grabbing their shoulder. "Where's everyone go-" he somewhat violently shrugged my hand off his shoulder, glaring at me. With his head he motioned in the direction everyone was heading, then walked away.

Should I follow? What if they're all just walking to their death? As if they're being forced to come to a mass murder or something, to lower the number of people in captivity? Of course that's just a worst case scenario...

Anywhere would be better than here I guess.

I decided to follow the mass of people. I looked at the people around me, and noticed how oddly well dressed we all were. Men were wearing  button up shirts with slacks, and the very few women I've seen were wearing nice dresses. And no one had shoes, we were all barefoot.

They all had a tattoo on their forearm too, and they also wore a metal bracelet coded with a number. The only difference I noticed was that everyone else's tattoos were very simple, like a small symbol. My tattoo was more large and brightly colored.

We all walked down a dimly lit spiral staircase, seeing light at the bottom.

At the bottom I saw a large room with barely anything in it. There were large stained glass windows lighting the room with colored sunlight. The flooring was basic cement, cracked and broken at some spaces. In the middle of the room there was a large table filled with breakfast foods.

I was in the back of the line, waiting to get a plate of food. People started scattering around the room, sitting with whatever group they associated with.

No one was smiling, though I wish they were. I wanted to see people smile, but I don't know why, and I wouldn't know how to cheer them up. So I just looked down.

I got my food and looked around the room.

Where would I sit? I don't know anyone, and so far no one has seemed nice.

Then I heard a genuine laugh. I looked for the person who laughed. Maybe if there's a group of people who were kind of optimistic in here, I could talk with them, and not feel so gloomy. I did not like that feeling at all.

I saw a dirty blonde man with stubble smiling. He must have been the one who laughed. Though he looks like he's been crying, the fact that he's smiling makes me feel a bit better about walking over to that group of people.

"Hey. Can I eat with you guys?" I asked the group nervously.

The man with dirty blonde hair looks around at the group, then back at me. "Go ahead, sit." He tells me.

"So, uh, I guess we should introduce ourselves. I'm Felix," he points at himself. "This is Ken," he pats the man next to him, who had brown hair and a thick beard. "That's Minx and Krism," he points over to the two girls, one with a purple strand of hair, the other with really tan skin.

He started to tear up. "Are you okay? What's wrong?" I asked Felix, concerned.

He looked up at me through his tears, "It's been a rough morning, sorry," he wiped his cheeks. "We lost one of our friends earlier."

That's right, he's the one who got kicked in the gut trying to help his masked friend. "I'm sorry that happened to you guys. This place is sick and twisted."

I was mad at how they were killing people. They had no right to kill innocent lives.

"Do you know why they do it?" I asked the group in general. They just shook their heads.

"Then do you know why we can't remember anything?" Ken looked over to me.

"We think they drugged us. They gave us something that would wipe out all our memories," he stated, "but me and Felix have somehow remembered our names."

"What about Minx and Krism?" I asked

Minx spoke up, "Actually, it's really weird... My tattoo says Minx in cursive, so I decided that it's probably my name or something."

"Mine is a little less cool I guess," Krism started, "My tattoo didn't have any words in it, and I could never remember my name, so I let Minx name me."

"What about you're name?" Ken asked me.

"Well, I can't remember a damned thing, but I haven't checked my tattoo much..." I turned my arm and showed everyone, inspecting it. They gasped at it.

"You're tattoo is so much... Bigger and much more colorful." Krism said, stunned. "The tower with the sunset is beautiful."

"The buildings around it are on fire... It's beautiful, but there might be a bigger meaning behind the art," Ken grabbed my arm and looked at the art.

"What if it means you're going to die sooner? Or maybe you mean something more to them? Maybe it means you're more valuable," Felix told me.

"I-I don't think this means anything, honestly. I'm just as normal as you four." I told them. "Anyway, my name? Should one of you just name me then?"

"Well, you're Irish accent and green hair reminds me of a..." Felix furrowed his eyebrows thinking, then his eyes popped, "-a Jack!" He smiles.

Jack... I actually like that name. It seems to fit me well. "Definitely not as cool as 'Krism' or 'Minx'," I say sarcastically, "but I like it." I smile back.

The bell rang again, causing everyone to stand up and start leaving.

"You'll sit with us for the other meals too, right Jack?" Ken asks me.

I start getting up and look at him, "Of course, you guys seem pretty cool." We exchange smiles, and then I leave for my room.

I make my way up the staircase and down the dirty hallway. The dead body still laying there, untouched.

I enter my room, and see a man sitting on my bed.

He looks up at me with dark eyes and smiles, "Hey."

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1102 words, dang! I had a hard time making this chapter work at first. I really don't like writing conversations and things similar to that. But anyway, hope you enjoyed. Nikki out homie slices. ✌