Abandoned (Septiplier and Phan)

~Darkiplier~

Marks POV
I come back to see that I have no pants on "what the fuck?" I mumble as I look around to see Dan and Phil still knocked out. I get up and pull my jeans back on. I turn around and stumble over to see Anti staring at me. He has a bloody glass shard in his hand and he's laughing like a fucking psycho. Did I just bang a psychopath? I think to myself as Anti continues to laugh. "C'mon Dark! I know you're in there~" he pulls me up by my collar and looks me in the eyes as he stabs me in the wrist, "AGHH!" I welp as the pain starts to kick in, I suddenly feel like I don't have control.. like I'm.. Darkiplier I think to myself as I feel no control over anything I'm doing..

Darks POV
"Why the hell did you do that! Mark was loosing too much blood! We could've died!!" I say "yeah, yeah you're fine just put some ice on it or better yet, some antiseptic!" "Psycho" I mutter to myself as I walk away. I see my reflection in the water, my slicked black dark red hair, my ripped NO Markiplier shirt, my dark circles, my sweet muscles, how does Anti resist such an awesome looking man like me? I look around to see two white, skinny boys knocked out cold on the sand. I walk over to them and poke one, is he dead? I glance over at Anti twiddling his thumbs "Anti? Are these two dead?" "Ah.. no, forgot 'bout those lads! Their names are Dan and Phil, Mark and Jacks friends. I'll wake em up" with a snap of his fingers the two boys snap awake. "WHAT NO FREDDY!!" Says a brown haired British one.

Dans POV
Me and Phil get up and look to see that Jack and Mark have changed clothes. Their hair colour is darker and their clothes are ripped and 'punk' like. "Jack? Mark? What happened to us? What happened to you?" Says Phil confused. "Look bud, long story short we're Dark and Anti, Mark and Jacks 'dark sides' don't mess with us and we won't mess with yo-" I was cut off to a growl to my stomach. My god Mark when was the last time you ate you son of a bitch "okay, well I'm Dan and this is Phil and I'm hungry, I hate you all me and Phil are gonna go get some food. I grab Phils arm and drag him along with me to the plane reck fuck those guys, I'm hungry. I let go of Phils wrist to find a crate filled with fruit, more canned food and bottles of fresh water. "What was that for babe?" Phil says to me, nobody know this but we're dating. None of our fans or even our closest friends know, we just don't know how to say it. "I don't trust them, I'm hungry and I honestly just wanted to get out of there. I'm really sorry for dragging you like that" "it's fine, but don't worry! I sure they'll snap out of it and it'll be all okay." We start to drag the crate to where the two men were.

This was crap but hopefully you liked it! Also I'm gonna start a book called Septiplier One Shots so look out for that shortly!
-Basher