Chapter 7- The Summit Pt.1

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NEARING THE END!!! YAY!!! I've had a lot of fun making this btw

Mark's POV

"Felix. Are you sure you're up to this? You don't have to go if it's too much." I hold his shoulders as tears form in his eyes.

"Yes. I have to do this for Marzia. I'm gonna make sure people remember her if it's the last thing I do." Felix wiped his tears and sniffed.

"Ok. Just-just don't you dare make me cry harder than I already am!" I joked and we both laughed together in the waiting room.

"Ok. I'll try." Felix hugged me and I rubbed his back, calming him down.

"It's time to get Jack. C'mon." I said and we walked down the hall.

Wade, Bob, Lizzie, Rob, Amy, and Arin were already at the summit. There were going to be millions of YouTubers, and millions of fans there in honor of Marzia, which I thought was amazing. We open the door tho see darkness and faint sobs coming from the corner of the room.

"Jack?" I asked.

"What?" I turned the lights and Jack was curled into a ball I the corner.

"What happened? Are you ok?" Felix asked as Jack wiped his tears away.

"Nothin', and I'm fine. Let's go." He shoved passed us.

Jack's POV

I wasn't crying because of Marzia. It was really sad, but it was worried about losing another friend.

(Before Mark and Felix came in)

After a painful night, I got up, careful not to damage my stitches, and walked to the bathroom to get dressed. It was already 10:00 so Mark and Felix should be here soon. As I put my last show on, I I got a call from and unknown name, but the number looked familiar.

"Hello." I answered.

"Well, well, well. Haven't you learned yet not to answer unknown calls?" He asked.

His horrible voice rang in my ears. I felt my heart sink.

"That's not an option. I wanna hear what you have to say." I reply with confidence.

"Alright. Well we're nearing the end of our little game... But there is one more thing I need you to do." I could almost see his smirk.

"What? Murder you like you did Marzia?" I spat, hatred lacing my tone.

"Oh! You're just as stupid as you look!" He laughed.

"What do you want?!" I became irritated.

"I want you to choose." He said.

"Choose what?" I asked impatiently.

"Who died last. You choose or I choose."

"Fine. Don't lay a FING we on anyone! This is between us and only us!" I said angrily.

"Ok. Someone will die and the entire world will be surprised."

"Unless I find you first." I held back my tears, sinking into the corner.

"But you won't find us until it's too late." He laughed loudly.

"What do you mean us?" I asked nervously.

"I'll give you a hint. I arrived at the hotel just minutes before you. I'm obviously male, British, and had a ship name with good old Markiplier... Who am I?"

My eyes widened as tears finally fell.

"Arin?" I whisper as his true birth is high pitched voice came out.

"Yeees! You know I'm the one who put Marzia out of her misery. But anyway, you'll find out who assisted me soon!" He said, hanging up.

I sat in the dark room crying when Mark and Felix finally came in.

(Later)
Mark's POV

Jack has been acting weird lately. He's been so on adage and was searching everywhere he went. He was looking for something but I can't put my finger on it.

Jack, Felix, and I walked into the building. All the depressed fans on the left and all the sad YouTubers on the right. The 3 of us walked down the isle. I wasn't crying and neither was Felix surprisingly. But Jack has been crying. Everyone was staring specifically at him, the entire place went quiet. I was behind him so I couldn't see his face, but I knew he was scanning the crowd. This is obviously the wrong place and time to ask him about it.

Jack's POV

Everyone is staring at me as I try to find Arin, and anything suspicious. Suddenly, I look at the stage and everyone is there except for Arin and Amy. Is she his accomplice? Out of nowhere a shot of anger takes over me and I look further up to see who I'm looking for. Being only 10 feet from the stage, I ran up the stage and between the curtains to the backstage.

Mark's POV

Jack sprinted backstage and the crowd began stirring. Felix and I  walked and Bob told us to go get him while they talked. We both ran back there to see Jack bursting through the camera room door.

"Wait here. I'll be back." I said, running to find Jack.

When I ran in, Arin and Amy were wearing clown suits.

"Well it looks like you're both in time for our little finale." Arin smiled at me as I came in.

"Mark. Get out." Jack turned his back to them.

"No lets go before someone else dies." I tried to persuade him but he held a gun up to me.

"Get. Out. And be with the others." He started tearing up.

"Please Jack." He cringed at my begging and the hand holding the gun shook.













































































To be continued...

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