King of the world

Chapter Twenty Three

A/n: Okay Imma be brutally honest with you lot, I was having major writer's block, because I had the whole story in my head, but I suddenly got a different idea for the ending, so now we're going down this road. Let's just  say, I still haven't really made up my mind on how this is gonna play out, or even come to a close, so yeah. It may take longer for me to write, sorry for the delay, but I'm catching up.

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Mark POV

As soon as I answered (Y/n)'s question, Anti stormed towards us,

"Don't ignore the question (Y/n)! What happened at the theatre!?"

"What is he talking about?" Whatever it was must be serious, because I couldn't imagine Anti AND PewDIE getting mad at her for no reason.

(Y/n) seemed both exasperated, and amused, yet she stayed silent.

"I'll tell you what she did," Anti continued, once he realised (Y/n) was going to remain silent, "she was the one that murdered all of the people in the theatre, and once we all left, she killed everyone rioting outside it as well!"

My expression gave no indication of horror, which I supposed was appropriate, as all I felt was surprise. (Y/n) spoke before I could properly register what was being said, "They were all demons anyway," her tone seemed especially nonchalant, like murder was really nothing to fret over. I guess I shouldn't be either, they were all demons.

Anti seemed absolutely flabbergasted, and PewDIE must have been feeling some kind of emotion like that under his blasé exterior, "What...?" Anti questioned, in a breathy surprise.

PewDIE was quick to take over, "I'm going to have to keep you under lockdown for this,"

(Y/n)'s face turned into a over dramatic and sarcastic pout, "Oh but I thought you were all fearless, bloodthirsty demons, why should you care if some people die? How come the human is the only one who agrees with me?"

"If we strive to maintain order, we can not allow demons to think it is okay to descend into madness, once again," he retorted, in his usual calm manner, "So I'm sorry for this, but I promise Anti and I will work harder to get your soul back into your body," and in one swift movement, PewDIE's hand aimed at her, releasing a large blue light. It bolted in her direction, like cascading waves. With a scoff, she used her magical abilities to jump out of the way, leaving the bold of magic to slam against the marble wall behind her.

Anti, though slightly hesitantly, soon aided PewDIE in trying to take (Y/n) down. His method of attack, reminded me of the Flash; he darted at inhuman speeds towards her, firing punches at her from left, right, and center. Despite being entirely new to the whole 'demons and powers' thing, (Y/n) managed to block all but one blow, which sent her flying across the room.

As quick as she was, with getting back on her feet, it wasn't quite fast enough to block the two spells sent at her by both Anti and PewDIE. Her feet tripped over one another in that moment of panic, leaving her to collapse to the ground, as both spells collided into each other, and exploded, shaking the room, but thankfully not harming (Y/n). Anti then seemed to withdraw, knowing he had weakened her enough, while PewDIE prepared another spell. Horrified, I knew that (Y/n) would lose this battle. However, what happened next happened so quickly, it took me a while to process what had happened. My legs bolted forward, and lurched into the air, shielding (Y/n) with my body, as PewDIE's magic hit me instead. The look on (Y/n) face, as she realized I had taken her place, was one I wasn't aware she could even simulate. Her icey eyes grew several sizes, violet lips parted in astonishment.