I whimpered softly as my legs gave out, causing me to slide down the wall and onto the floor. I stared at the message on the door. The blood dripped slowly. It hadn't dried yet.
Fear shot through my body as I replayed the scene in my head. Mark telling me about this Darkiplier, him fainting, and then... him disappearing. I laid my head against the wall, waiting for tears that wouldn't come. I felt them. They burned my eyes and gripped at my throat.
"Mark..."
And then it was dark.
*Jack's P.O.V*
It's been a while since (Y/n) and Mark went to go talk. Ethan and Tyler have been glancing around anxiously the whole time. Bob and Wade have been whispering softly to each other. I just laid here, waiting.
I felt my eye lids droop slightly, ready to close so that I could rest more, but someone interrupted my sleep by knocking on the door.
"Come in," I managed to whisper loud enough for them to hear.
"Um, excuse me, but there's a young lady that's-"
"Wait," the nurse was cut off by Tyler. "What's that on the door?"
She nervously glanced at it and squealed, backing up. "I-it looks like blood," she whimpered out. Tyler stood and walked over, leaving us in confusion. Ethan followed right behind him.
Tyler immediately ran out and picked up (Y/n), who had apparently passed out against the wall, while Ethan stood staring at the door in horror.
"Tyler, we have to go," Ethan muttered. "C'mon." He rushed out as Tyler laid (Y/n) down on the other bed in the room and then followed the little blue boi.
Bob and Wade sat, confused as hell, and I began dosing off again. I wonder when dinner is...
*Ethan's P.O.V*
"How did he escape, Tyler?!" I screamed at the (much) taller man running behind me. I quickly got into the car and waited for him to get in the drivers seat. He rushed in and slammed the door.
"You really think I know?! I'm just as worried as you are!" He started the car and drove as quickly as he could toward Mark's house. "We need to find him. Otherwise, he's going to destroy Mark." I nodded slowly.
I knew what Dark being free meant. He uses the people Mark loves to get to him. He'd do anything to weaken Mark so that he would have complete control over their shared body. Anyone could be Dark's next target.
"'Don't look for him. He's gone now. He's mine. And Sean will join him in Hell'," Tyler muttered softly, repeating the message on Jack's door. "Sean?"
"Jack."
"Oh, right. I got used to him being called Jack."
"'Sean will join him in Hell'. 'Him' being Mark, considering the rest of the message."
We discussed everything as we got closer to Mark's house.
"Do you think maybe seeing Y/n again triggered it? They did leave off on really bad terms, according to Mark," I asked, slowly coming to a conclusion.
"I... Maybe. You might be right. Oh, God." Tyler stopped the car in Mark's driveway and ran out as fast as he could. I followed suit and soon, we were plotting in the basement for the first time in years.
*Your P.O.V*
I woke up suddenly after a horrible nightmare. Where am I? I glanced around the bright white room, terrified that if I looked in a specific spot, I'd see... Him.
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Enemies (Markiplier x Reader)
FanfictionYou and Mark didn't like each other. No one knew that. Not even Wade, Jack, or Bob. All of your viewers shipped you together almost as much as they ship Septiplier. VidCon comes along and they put you in a panel with the guys. How badly could this g...