This is a fanfiction, using the character by the fans of Markiplier and himself, Darkiplier. He will be the main antagonist in this story, who the main protagonist character I created, Kacey, based upon myself, will be trying to defeat.
~Plot~
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I knew exactly how to approach the situation, I decided to go a little later than the time, later at night, where there'd be little to no activity. As long as it was dark, no one could see my wings, therefore I could fly to the warehouse with no worries. I flew through the night sky and the wind rattled my chain's like wind chimes; such a beautiful sound, for a dark night. With my birds eye view of the ground I quickly found the warehouse and landed on the gravel path that lead to the entrance. The warehouse was dusty and run down, with wooden boards covering the broken windows. 'What a trashy place, to meet a trashy Demon.' I smirked, as I entered the warehouse through a rusty old metal door that slammed shut with a loud thud. The warehouse was pitch black dark, accept for the moonlight that shone in through the windows.
"Humph," I said, looking around the crate filled warehouse, looking for Dark, my chain's rattling quietly. As I was stealthily turning a corner, I heard a small noise from nearby. I quickly put up a heavy guard and reflex, but I don't weild my pistols just yet.
"Dark! Dark Honey, where are you?" I announced "Come out come out wherever you are...I just wanna talk." I did taking one of my pistols out of it's holster, clicking it
I stalked around the warehouse, and came to an open floor. I stopped and beheld an oh-so-familiar Demon.
"Well lookie lookie. Dark." I grinned
He had his arms crossed "It's always a pleasure to see you KG." He grins
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"As it is to see you, Dark. How ya been?" I ask, putting my gun away in it's holster
"Oh, just fine KG, thanks for asking. You?"
"Great, living in Heaven, following my God's orders." I answered, narrowing my eyes at him
"That sounds good." He says
"Now Dark, cut the crap, won't you? You know exactly why I'm here, and what you did, so why don't you just wise up and tell me what happened."
"It's not as if you haven't been told the story a million times already." He growled
"Yes, I have. But I'd rather hear it from you. Just so I have a solid reason to send you back to hell where you belong." I growled back
"Well, if you suppose. Your little friend, what is his name, Carter?" I raised my eyebrow "Yes him, he was irking me, so I resorted to the only logical solution. VIOLENCE!" He screamed, then vanished into a wisp of black smoke
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OH NO!!!A CLIFF! (I'll update soon, I'm almost done with this anyways.)
