Results of A Rather Horrid Bet And Dispute [a Markiplier Fanfiction]

Scene 52 Final Battle Part 8

Markiplier's POV

Darkipler laughed. "HAHAHA! YOU FOOLS!!! Wait...no what is this! You're dying you idiot! Why are you so happy." Darkiplier's shadowy body was being blown away like sand in the wind. "Because..." I started to say forcing the words out because I was beginning to feel really tired and cold. "Because Ally... and all-all my other...friends are...safe now." Darkiplier slowly tried to reach for Ally, but he was fading quickly and fell limp just before the last of the wind blew him away.

Ally's POV

I had tears fell swiftly down my face as I held Mark. "I'm not gonna let you die. Not now. Not when we've come so far. Close you're eyes and think of a happy thought." "Ally." He whispered. "Please!" I said crying "Just do it." He slowly closed his eyes. Quickly I shot forward and grabbed the silver blade that was still in him and yanked it out
Mark let out a loud yell. ""Thank you." he whispered painfully after yelling. "There's one more thing that we can do." I sad. He opened eyes. "Ally." He said very weakly. "I'm not going to make it. My philosophy..." "I know" I interrupted. "But not when we can still save you." I turned my head. "Enis! I know I promised you would never have to do it again, but once more just for Mark, please. Enis slowly pulled himself to Mark's open wound. "Ally...no" Mark said. "I'm sorry Mark. I can't let you die. Enis looked sick and hesitated before sucking blood from the wound. "Enis Stop! You'll kill him!" I said. "Enis!" AJ called Enis immediately sat up turned to his side and threw up. Tears wear streaming down his face the silver might have affected him a little. I turned and looked at AJ. "He'll be okay it will pretty much be like a stomach virus for him. I looked back at Mark. His was pale and looked like he was fighting to stay awake. The sound of an ambulance could be heard from outside. The Medic came back dragging another person along with him. It was Wilford Warfstache. "Zis man says he is yours as in your character." Mark exhaled as he said "yes." "Please let me back in, please." said Wilford. "Mark no" I said. "He has caused way too much trouble. "I can handle him now. Mark said with a small pitiful smile. Wilford fell forward and disappeared into Marks body. Doors of the building were thrown open. The nurse that had pick us up from the last time we were here came running in.