+++++++++
I got the idea to write this from marks Valentine date video which was amazing and cuddos to everyone involved it turned out fantastic. the first time I went through the videos I got darkiplier and probably couldn't have been happier. It sparked something in me to write this. i had originally written this completely different but then changed my mind and rewrote it entirely, so enjoy?Song: contemptress by motionless in white
+++++++++
I walked home alone while the rain poured down around me. I hadn't brought an umbrella to work that night and my car had completely shorted out an hour before I had to leave work. I walked alone, head down, listening to the strong patter of the rain. It was peaceful in a way, the only light illuminating my way was street lamps and distant lightning, the sound of thunder booming every once in a while causing me to look up and catch the flash across the sky. I glanced over at an opening in the woods, it was a trail that led strait to the back of my house that I was very familiar with. I didn't care that it would be muddy but it would be a little bit of a short cut and I hoped it would shield me from some of the rain coming down. I turned sharply and made my way quickly down the path dodging a few branches here and there careful to watch were I was going.Out of the corner of my eye something flew past me, it was followed by a distant echo, the snap of a branch. It caused me to look up only to find nothing. I looked back to the trail and kept walking, clutching my bag harder. I finally made it to my back porch only sliding in the mud a small handful of times. I slid the glass door open, took my shoes off picking them up, and walked into the back of my house. I put my muddy shoes in the laundry room sink and walked through the door into my small kitchen to wash up and drain my hair in the sink. I was soaked and cold and was eager to get my wet clothes off.
I walked back into the laundry room and began removing my wet clothes, shirt first followed by my pants and socks. I left my underwear on and made my way through my house and upstairs to my bedroom to put on dry clothes. I grabbed warm pajamas (a t-shirt and shorts) and dry underwear and put them on disregarding what I had just taken off to put into the wash. I was halfway down the stairs when my stomach growled loudly which presented me with the rude awakening that I hadn't eaten all day. I had had breakfast but skipped lunch due to a heavy workload so I was fairly hungry. After starting the load of laundry with my wet clothes in them I decided to rummage around my kitchen to find nothing but almost barren pantries.
I knelt on the floor to see if there was anything on the bottom shelf, i was met with some packages of popcorn that I was grateful to have at the time. I pulled one out and opened it while I stood. I walked over to the microwave, set the time, put it in and started it. I turned to the fridge to see if I had any apples left and to get a water bottle. That's when the lights started flickering on and off. The only light I had on was the small kitchen light above the stove but my house got fairly dark when all the curtains were closed. I set the Apple and bottle of water on the counter and walked slowly to the front window with my phone lighting the way. I pulled the curtain back letting in the street light of passing cars and lamp posts. All my neighbours seemed to be having no troubles so it must be nothing. Just a little electrical tease. It urned to go back to the kitchen and start on my apple.
The microwave sounded and I jumped a little at the sudden noise. It was coincidentally followed my a roll of thunder and flash of lightning which I found less frightful. I pulled it out and started eating the popcorn, leaning against the counter. I decided to scroll through YouTube and find a new video to watch. I found a new video that evidently Markiplier had made but when I clicked on the video it was nothing but static. I tried to get rid of the video by removing the tab but it wouldn't. Everytime I would get close my phone would go black, glitch, and then reopen the video. After a few tries it got tiering so I just decided to leave the app open in my phone and focus on eating.
I only took a few bites of the apple when the power went out. I just looked up at the ceiling annoyed when the lightning flashed through the window. I thought I saw a dark figure, a man, out of the corner of my eye, standing right in front of the couch, caddy corner to the kitchen. I looked over and when the lightning flashed through the window again there was nothing there. For a split second I thought I heard dark laughter. It was light and distant but it creeped me out. I closed my eyes and shuddered at thought of a haunting, especially on a night like tonight. Then I heard a loud shattering noise, when the lightning flashed again I looked in the direction it came from I saw it. A vase was broken on the floor and there was a black clad man standing next to it holding a large piece of glass.
I gasped and the next thing I knew I was spun around and pushed hard against the counter with the glass piece at my throat. The lightning flashed again and I could see his face, it looked like Mark which was even more shocking. He chuckled darkly and retracted the glass from my neck, seemingly studying my shocked face. He still had his body pressed firmly against mine so I wouldn't move from where I was standing.
"I bet there are so many things running through that pretty head of yours."
"You shouldn't worry Y/N I'm not going to hurt you, at least not now."
"You see I haven't been out in so long and i want... No... I need something from you. You can help me. You can help me stay like this, so I never have to go back. He wouldn't want me to stay out but you're going to help me. You going to help good ol' dark right?"I stared at him I wasn't sure what to do, should I help dark? Or Should I refuse him and see what he does?
YOU ARE READING
Imagines/oneshots Book 1
Fanfiction*COMPLETED BOOK* *All new info can be found in book two* imagines and one shots (All publication dates are in the comments, all parts of a story are together despite publication date) i write stories containing fluff, smut* (any written will be mark...