Alter Ego

Chapter 1

A/n: I don't know how old Mark is or when he started YouTube so don't kill me plz xx Also as I'm English and I get confused easily I will be saying either Sofa or Couch xx

12 years ago:

Baby's PoV:

I woke up on my fourth birthday. Expecting nothing much from my family. They never seemed to celebrate birthdays. My slave gave me a cupcake though. Sweet.

My mother has been sick over the past few days. I think she has cancer and we don't have the right medicine to treat it. Basically, she's just waiting to die. Getting sicker and sicker as the days goes on. I felt sorry for her but wasn't allowed to show it. My father was strict about kindness. He'd rather us not show it.

It may seem weird to you but it's normal.

He doesn't shout at us much but always loves when someone gets hurt. Especially his brother and family. They've been enemy's for years. Probably because of daddy's job.

If you haven't guessed, my daddy is the devil. Satan himself. And I am his youngest child. There's my three older brothers. Nate, Mat and Sam. There're triplets. But I'm not. I'm special. His only daughter. I have every power you can think of. My brothers have them all except for healing. Nether do my mother or father to be honest. It's weird I got it. But I'm more powerful. My mother can only shapeshift so she has no protection. And it's not like she can do it at the moment. She's ill and it makes her more sick anyway.

That's when I heard the sirens...

Jacks PoV:

I woke up late Sunday morning. My parents had left for Church early this morning with my brother, leaving me home alone. I've never had an interest in Church. I mean I respect the people who go and believe in it but I never did. It was weird. My parents used to force me to go hoping I'd go but no. My brother did.

I got up from my warm covers and pulled on a shirt. I put jeans then a hoodie over my shirt. I grabbed my keys and phone and walked out the house. I was heading to my friends house. As I always did. I never saw much of my parents but I didn't mind and they didn't either.

The cold, winter air flew into my fave harshly as I rode faster and faster on my bike. Killian opened the door and invited me inside. I immediately smelt a drug. We walked up to his room and saw the rest of our friends with weed everywhere (I'm sorry Killian). I quickly turned around to meet his gaze. He tried pushing me inside his room but I was much stronger. I shoved him out the way and ran out the house.

I headed home sadly feeling betrayed. My parents weren't home thankfully. I flopped onto my bed and got lost in my dreams.

Mark's PoV:

I woke to the sound of shouting. Screaming. Like someone begging for their life. I got up and went to my computer, looking at my YouTube. It'd been a while since I last checked it but I didn't care.

Suddenly I heard a door slam shut followed by sobs. I walked downstairs to reveal my mother on the sofa (or couch). She heard me and wrapped her arms around me. I did the same. She whispered in my ear

"He's gone now sweetheart."

I hugged her tighter, pulling her onto the couch. We stayed like that for a while until she went to make food. I ran upstairs and quickly recorded some videos to upload throughout the day. My mother had made one of my favourites. I tucked in, not realising that it was almost 3:00 in the afternoon. I'd been sleeping a lot recently but I kept up my bubbly attitude. I had no friends and not many subscribers. I felt alone but never showed it. I needed someone. Anyone...

First chapter done. Hope you enjoyed and look out for the next chapter. Also did you like the length of this chapter.

Buh bye xxx