King (Markiplier x reader)

Chapter 15

*(Y/N)'s P.O.V*

"So, have you made up your mind?" The King asked. I can't believe he was so calm about this. Taking someone away from their home and not giving two flying shits about is, that...that's just stone cold. Especially when it comes from Egypt's King.

"Have you gone mad?" I started, a hint of anger in my voice. "You expect me to just obey such orders and not care about it?! What kind of King are you?!" I yelled. He's not gonna strip me from what I have or created so easily. Mark obviously was not pleased with the tone I was using.

"Tch." He said. "Honestly, babe, I really didn't want to do this the hard way, but, you leave me no choice." He continued. "GUARDS!!!!" He screamed and a bunch of buff looking people came through the door. They grabbed me the the arms and legs. "To the catacombs." The men nodded and carried me to the said catacombs. I struggled and wiggled, trying my hardest to get out of their inhumanly strong grip. No lie, I think these dudes are on some hardcore steroids. I want some. After taking that long ass way to the catacombs, they threw me into a cell and locked the doors behind me. I went rolling into a bunch of decaying bones. Getting back on my feet, I dusted off the dust on me and ran up to the rusty bars that held me captive.

"LET ME OUT!!!!" I yelled. The guards just smirked at me  and left me. I kissed my teeth and walked over to the wall I bumped into earlier. "God damn it!!" I blured out as I hit the wall my forehead was lying on. Since I hit the wall knuckle first, the end of my fist stated to bleed. Great. Just what i needed. Hot tears started to roll down my cheeks as I slowly sided down the wall. Is this how I'll spend the rest of my years in a fucking dongen under the fucking ground? Just my fucking luck...

*Amy's P.O.V*

"Amy." I heard my name being called Master. I stopped washing the sliver wear and grabbed the end of my gown and ran upstairs.

"You called, Master?"

"Yeah. Do me a favor and get me some background information on (Y/N)." Master said simply, which made me blush. I know. It's petty to have feeling for your own Master, I know. (Its gonna be Black Butler all over again...) Reaching for my trusty notepad and pencil, I flipped to the page called (Y/N) (L/N).

"And what exactly should I get?" I asked.

"Try and find anything about her. I don't think there's a lot talk about her past life." I nodded and left the castle to obey Master's orders. Sighing, I tightened the thin scarf around my hair and walked into the city of Egypt, looking for the people who were with the girl last night. Looking up, down, left, right, I didn't find one person from last night. Until I looked into this store. It was bakery. I walked in it to see two girls at the counter. One looked younger than the other.

"Hi. How may I help you?" The younger one asked. She sounded so sad and depressed.

"Hey. I work with King Fischbach and I would like to ask you both some questions about your friend, (Y/N) (L/N)." I repiled and immediately, the younger girl's eyes lighted up. But not in a good way. She jumped on to the counter and pulled on the collar of my gown.

"What the hell did you guys do you (Y/N)?" She asked. "Where is she?"

"That information, I can't release. But, if you want to get her back, you'll need to answer these questions." The girl kissed her teeth and violently let go of my collar.

"Spill." I smirked.

------Time Skip-----

I got all I needed from the two girls. Their names were Signe and Emilia, and sadly, they've only known (Y/N) for a few weeks or so. I guess my job here is done, but I don't think this information will please Master.

"Hey, now that we told you what you wanted to know, you have to tell us what we want to know." Emila started. "First off, what's your Master's intention with (Y/N)?" I could get fired for telling them this, but if we're my friend, I would do the same thing. I sighed, mentally saying goodbye to my job.

"Well, if I tell you something that I can't tell anyone, you promise you won't tell anyone?" The girls nodded. "Right now, (Y/N) is in the catacombs in some sort of jail cell. I overheard a conversation with Master saying that (Y/N) is gonna be a slave. Not maid like me; who gets paid, a slave; who doesn't get paid. And she's probably gonna be a sex slave." I knew it. I shouldn't open my mouth. They were in complete shock. But my brain kept on talking for me. "Master said that he's gonna starve her until she apologize for "disrespecting" Master." I said.

"Are you joking?" Emilia asked quietly, her voice barely heard by me or Signe.

"Apparently not, child. Unfortunately, I don't think we could hel-" I was interpreted by the young child.

"Yes we can. There's always a solution to every problem. You can't just give up like that!!" She rasied her voice, tears threating to fall. "We have to find a way to get (Y/N) out of that problem..." Her voice trailed off as a single tear fell from her eye, which made me so heart broken. It looked like she had a really strong bond with (Y/N) and she's crying because one of the people she loves is in deep trouble. I sighed.

"I'll try and find a solution." I said. "I won't promise you that it would work like that." I snapped my fingers. "But I'll try." A small smile appeared on Emilia's face as she wiped her tears.

"Please do." She said. I nodded and left the bakery. I went back into the castle, up back to my room. But beofre I could even go up the stairs, a deep voice called my name.

"Amy." The voice called.

"Yes Master?"

"Did you do what I asked?" His voice came from the main hall, so I went there. I gave him the notepad and he looked through it. "So who are these people you asked?"

"People that live with (Y/N). But they aren't family." He nodded.

"So she had a history with abuse?"

"Sadly."

"This is gonna be fun..." He smirked.

(AN: Yes. The moment everyone has been waiting for. Or the moment I've been waiting for. Yes, the Amy Nelson has been introduced in the book!! It is the first time I've ever had Amy in my stories, and for that, I know this is a Markiplier x reader and Amy; his real girlfriend, is in it, please don't hate on her. There are alot of people on Wattpad that is against Amyipler, so please don't be one of them. If you are, well, SUCKS TO BE YOU!!!! But ANYWAYS

Thanks for reading,

And I'll see you,

In the next chapter.

BUH-BYE!!!

-Tasha.)