The dystopia of utopia (jacksepticeye X reader)

Mark?

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Izzy's POV
I walked into Mark's apartment to find it abandoned. A few things were laying on the ground but most of his things were gone. I ran to his recording room to find it the only room untouched. I opened up his skype and tried to call Y/n, Jack, and Pewds. No answer from any of them. I started to panic. Where did my brother go? Where is y/n? Are they okay? Then I remembered Chica. Oh poor girl is probably scared. I started crying out for her. I loved Chica she was a great dog. Chica came running up to me barking happily and excited. I was surprised she came out of the recording room. I tried to see if any of her things survived. Nothing, not a toy, not a treat survived. I called for Chica to follow me as I walked home not wanting to be caught here. Once I got Chica safe at my house I started driving to the store to buy toy and treat for her. I then realized Y/n lived near the pet store. I started walking towards her house to see if she was there. I found the door already opened once I got there. There were men in flame resistances suits. I gasped as I noticed the black char just like Mark's apartment. They looked to see me by the door. "Hey! Your not supposed to see this!" One of them explained while walking towards me. Luckily I left my things in my car at the store. I bolted hoping no one would recognized me.  "Wait stop!" They yelled at me as I turned towards the forest behind her apartment to not lead them on. No one chased after me thankfully, but I couldn't be to safe. I slowly crossed the forest hoping to stay close to the store. I ran the rest of the way to the car. I got into my car and leaned against the steering wheel breathing heavily. Why were they burning Y/n apartment? Why did they burn Mark's apartment? Did they burn Jacks place to?
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Your POV
I woke up to find Jack gone and I was back in bed. Then I heard screaming and yelling coming from outside. I got up and ran outside pausing when my feet hit the dirt and I looked down to see I was in a silky night gown that only made it to my knees. I noticed a crowd and started running to it. I tried to push my way to the front but someone pushed me to the ground. Bang. A gunshot went off. I laid there for a second wondering if it was me who got shot, ending my life. Feet scrambled around me trying to get away from the danger, but I wanted to go toward it. I slowly picked myself up off the ground and look around. My eye dance around trying to find who, if anyone, was shot. I inched forward until I felt the cool blood on the bottom of my feet. There in front of me laid Joey, a complete mess, laying in a pool of blood. There was a hole, the size of a bullet, in his chest where his heart was supposed to be. His face was turning pale as the light in his eyes began to fade. He was dieing! Why wasn't anyone doing anything! I fell to the ground and tried to stop the bleeding hoping he would live through this. Then the light finally went out and his skin turned pale. I looked up to find a guard walking toward me yelling something at me. I ignore him, I ignore everything around me except for Joey. The cool red blood soaked my knees skin and clothes as I continued to sit there. If I just stay here, would they kill me to? I though as the guards face got angrier and angrier watching me ignore him. He finally snapped and started stomping towards me. Then I felt pairs of hands grab my legs and chest, carrying me toward the house I came from. I looked to see Mark carrying my legs so I assumed Jack was the one who had his hands around my chest. They carried me inside to the bathroom and ran the bath.  They undress me and gently lay me in the tub when the water stops going. I let them not caring, just thinking. I wasn't part of this reality anymore, I don't even remember who I was before, everything changed when they bursted through my door that one terribly fateful day. Mark was pacing in and out of the bathroom and Jack was sitting on the toilet when I finally decide to come back out of my thoughts. I turned my head blinking a couple times. "Mark, Jack, what just happened?" I asked quietly and curiously. "Oh Y/n, welcome back! What were you thinking just sitting there you could have been killed next!" Mark said bitterly. Jack shot him a look and then looked back toward me. "Just like you, we heard the crowd outside and got curious. We soon learned that people were rioting and Joey was leading the riot. 'If you don't stop we'll be forced to take matter into our own hands'" Jack grabbed his hair and looked down like it pained him just as much to watch Joey die. "'This is going to end badly' all the guards tried to stop the rioting but it wouldn't work. They were just so determined. You should have seen it Y/n. Everyone was happy, they had hope! But then that hope was taken from them when Joey was shot. Their eyes quickly turned to fear and lose. Soon enough you were there and crying trying to save Joey. You scream at people for running away, for not helping. Then you screamed at the guards for shooting him. One of them was pissed and started coming after you. That when we saved you." I raised my hand to my cheek, feeling the tear stains. He's right I was crying, I didn't even care about myself to notice I was crying and screaming at everything. Mark saw the surprise in my face and started questioning me, "don't act all innocent like it wasn't you! You could have killed yourself Y/n! Why did you do it?" There goes the bitterness in his voice again. This time, I felt the hot tears fall down my face as I felt the sting in Mark's words. Jack gave another look toward Mark and tried to comfort me, but didn't want to touch me since I was naked. As the tears trickled down my cheeks I mumbled not even bothering to hide my voice crack. "Leave." It was the only word that would come out. Jack looked pained and Mark looked angered as that word rolled off my tongue. Jack closed the door behind him. Once they left I sobbed into my hands. I finally let it all out. I drained the blood-stained water and let my tears swirl down the drain with it. After a while I made myself descent and left the bathroom. I crawled into bed and hope the nightmares wouldn't follow the darkness that overcame me.
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Sorry if I made you cry. I almost cried while typing this I don't know why... Welp I'm very tried and it is currently 2 in the morning while I'm writing this. So goodnight/day! And remember stay beautiful!  ٩(⸝⸝⸝◕ั ௰ ◕ั⸝⸝⸝ )و