In Love with a Criminal (Septiplier Story)

One

"Is Mark even on Skype yet?" Sean asked after he got the rest of his recording stuff set up. He was doing another collab with his friends: Mark, Bob and Wade. They've been waiting for him for about thirty minutes, Bob suggesting to just start without him and wait until he comes on.

"It says he isn't yet." Wade said.

"Like I said before, we should just start without him, and add him in when he calls." Bob said.

Sean lifted a shoulder. "Guess we'll have to."

Not much longer, he got a call from him. Answering it right away, Mark's face showed up.

"Dude where have you been??" Sean asked.

Mark shrugged. "Had some last minute things to take care of..no big deal. Sorry about the wait."

"Well now that we're all here, let's get started." Wade said, opening up the game Prop Hunt.

"We should do the map with the dick prop." Bob said with a chuckle.

"We can if we want to." Sean said. "So...Mark I gotta ask.." He looked at his face cam. "What took you so long to join us?"

Mark hesitated, just about to let it slip when he cleared his throat. "I had to make a few stops on my way home. No big deal. Plus I..kinda forgot until my phone reminded me."

Sean slowly nodded. "Right..."

Once the map was loaded and ready, he hit record on his camera, everyone else doing the same thing.

As they were playing, they found some props, played hilarious pranks on each other, and, of course, picking on Wade every now and again. But they all still love each other as friends, no matter what happens.

When they finished up the last round, Mark got another reminder on his phone. Checking it, he grinned.

"Dude, what's up with that grin of yours?" Bob asked in concern.

Mark shrugged. "Just a funny text from one of my other friends." He set his phone back down, stopping his camera from recording. "I gotta go guys. Sorry it's so sudden but I'm pretty tired."

"Alright.." Sean said. "Talk to you tomorrow."

Once he got off, Sean let out a sigh. "I don't know guys..but I think something's up unless it's just me."

"Yeah I don't know either.." Wade said. "Maybe a bad day?"

"Could be." Bob said. "We all know how he gets when it's one of those days."

Sean gave a small nod. "Yeah...listen I uhh..I have something to tell you guys. But you have to keep it to yourself."

"You like Mark?" Wade asked, causing Sean to be taken aback. "It's kinda obvious dude..."

"N-No not at all!" Sean said, his voice cracking. "I don't like him like that what're you....it's really that obvious?" He asked in a smaller voice.

"Just a little bit." Bob said. "But hey..you tell him when you want to."

"I...I guess...I just don't know when.."

"Whenever you feel like the time is right." Wade said. "Anyways, I should get off too. Got dinner and stuff to do."

"Okay, see you guys later." Sean said, and he hung up, sending the video to Robin. Shutting everything off, he stayed in his chair, that conversation he just had playing in his head over and over again. But above all of that, Mark's voice was in his mind too, and he couldn't help but smile.

***

Immediately after Mark logged off, he quickly ran up to his room, changing into his all black outfit. Throwing on his black sweatshirt, he didn't even bother zipping it up, lifting the hood over his face. Opening up his top dresser drawer, he smiled in relief, grabbing the gun that sat on top of his clothes along with his knife. Hiding the knife in his pocket, he tucked the gun in the back of his pants.

Heading out the front door, the sun just set, meaning it was the perfect time to find his next victim. Blending in with the crowd that was left on the streets, he stopped by a local coffee shop, spotting them sitting at one of the many tables outside the building. Watching them closely, they stood up, talking to somebody on their phone, completely oblivious to what's about to happen. Following them around back to the alley way that lead to some apartments, Mark took out his knife nice and quietly, slowly approaching them.

The second they hung up, he grabbed them by the neck, covering their mouth, flinging them against the side of the building, not letting go.

"Don't worry." Mark said. "This'll be over quickly for you."

Bringing the knife up, he slowly cut it across their throat, red bursting out of their skin, covering his hands. Watching them gag for air, they fell to the ground with a loud thud. Looking down, he let out a frustrated breath.

"Looks like I gotta wash this off...again." He said, wiping the blade off on his pant leg. Looking around, he remembered a little lake being nearby. Hiding his bloody hands, he quickly walked out of the alley way, just as somebody reacted to the now dead body laying there. 

A/N: Hey everybody! So yea this is the beginning of my 3rd attempt at a Septiplier story so hopefully it'll go okay at least! Don't worry, more septiplier moments are coming!

~SPNfanatic4evr