King (Markiplier x reader)

Chapter 29

Gaining back my consciousness, my mind was awake, but my eyes weren't open.

"Oi. What do we do now?"

"Just wait until she wakes up and then we'll proceed." I slowly opened my eyes to the dark room. What is up with me and the darkness? Oh well....I looked around slightly and saw nothing that was at least a meter away from me. Then I remembered what happened before I passed out. 'I was drugged, was I not? Now, where the hell am I?' I thought and I tried moving where I was. But something restricted me from moving. It was my hands. They were behind my back, and cuffed in metal that was really heavy. The metal cuffs were chained to the ground. 'Shit....'

"MMMHHHMM!!" I tried yelling out, but the fabric in my mouth prevented me from crying out. Then, a figure, two figures came up to me. One crouched down to my eye level, while the other one stood behind him.

"Ah. You're awake (Y/N)." They said and roughly pulled the fabric out of my mouth. Speaking of my mouth, my black scarf was missing. Which means, the bottom half of my face is exposed to the world. Great..

"The hell do you know my name?" I asked. "The hell are you?"

"All those questions will be answered later." They repiled and placed their dutty hands on my chin and forcefully made me look them in their eyes, which were oddly fimilliar. They were two different colours. One was blue, the other was black....It was that little dude I ran into before Emilia's death. "Anyways, I want your help with something."

"Did you kill her?" I asked. "Did you kill that little girl that was dancing?"

"I don't know any little girl." The person said. "But I do know you. Remember out little meeting?"

"Y-"

"Anyways, we're getting off topic. I want you to do something for me." They said.

"What?" I spat.

"I want you to tell that little King of yours to pay up before things become not so pretty." I heard the clocking of a gun to my head.

"And how do you expect me to do that?"

"Maybe he'll use his head and try and save you. At the same time, he can repay me. Up till then, you aren't leaving this room." The person got up from the ground and walked up to person that was behind us. "Make yourself comfortable. I think you'll be here for a while. Let's go Sebastian." The left the room, slamming the door behind them. Sighing, I did what they told me and got comfortable, since I think it's gonna be a long ass time till Mark, or someone comes. Might as well take a nap while I'm at it.

*Mark's P.O.V*

Walking down the the stairs to those gay lunatics and Amy yelling downstairs, I sighed at their childish behavior.

"What are you guys yelling about?" I asked them as I came down the stairs.

"(Y/N) gone." Amy repiled and in freaked out tone.

"What do you mean by she's gone?" I raised and eyebrow.

"I mean, she's isn't here. She isn't in Egypt anymore." Phil said.

"What...what happened? Where the last time you saw her?" Now, I was very worried. If she were to be missing and she's in Egypt, that'll be ok, but now that she's not, that's a different story.

"When we were walking back from the outskirts of Egypt for something, (Y/N) told us to walk without her, so we did. Then when we turned around, she wasn't there. We went up to ask people if they saw her and one person said they saw someone carry a big duffle bag to the airport and that bag looked like (Y/N) body shape." Dan said really fast. Oh shit. Was (Y/N) just kidnapped? Was she just taken away from me? Fucking just what I wanted. Letting out a big sigh, I went into the kitchen to grab some tea and I went outside to the mail box, looking for some mail. I found a few fan letters, a few letter of hate, a few due the food shortage, and another one that didn't fit under any of those topics. I took it and opened it. It wrote:

Dear my good ol pal, Mark,

Remember me? Your best friend that you betrayed, backstabed, treated me like trash? I might have ringed
a few bells, but that's not it. I've seem that you've grown to be the "King" of that dead land called Egypt, and to be completely honest with you, I'm impressed. I'm happy for you. But as the King, comes responsibility, especially with your loved ones. Speaking of your loved ones, that girl (Y/N)? Yeah, she's with me. In England and her life is at risk. All I want from you is a payment of £100000. Make that possible, (Y/N) lives. If not, there goes another bullet in someone's head. Every day that goes by, I remove (Y/N)'s nails, starting with her big toe. You have 19 days to bring me my money before she dies. Please be quick, I really don't like removing nails from people that haven't done anything.

                Your's truly,
                         Ceil <3

'He's....he's back? I thought he fell down after high school...' Apparently, Ceil was a person in my Math class. He used to be on stalker mode 24/7 on everyone. But mostly me. He knows everything, and I mean EVERYTHING about me. I swear he knows more about myself than I do. Which is very creepy. And now that (Y/N)'s life is in the hands of that stalker, anything could happen.

"Oh shit...." I mumbled as I read the letter again to see if it's all bullshit Nah, it's a hundred percent real. I walked back into the house, mumbled the same two word over and over again.

"What? Is something worng?" Felix asked while sweeping the castle.

"Yeah, kind of." I repiled. "(Y/N) is in deep shit, you know?"

"Define 'deep shit'." I handed him the letter and a few minutes later, he was sweating. He passed me back the letter immediately. "Oh my. What ar we gonna do?"

"Something."

(AN: Lol I'm listening to Missy Elliot 'Lose Control' and GAWD DAMN!! I've been dancing to this song for like 3 minutes straight. It's so catchy, but I look like a headless chicken while dancing. Oh well, at least I'm enjoying myself. But ANYWAYS

Thanks for reading,

And I'll see you,

In the next chapter.

BUH-BYE!!!

-Tasha.)