Scared of the dark

Mark?

Phil's pov

" Mark?".

I herd his deep chuckled as he ran a hand through his red hair.

" As in Markiplier Mark, then yes" he told me as he took a chair and sat across from me.

Mark smiled as he sat and crossed one leg over the other. Like we were just friends chatting or meeting for lunch. His smile told me friend but his eyes told me hate. His atmosphere seemed happy and cheerful. Almost he wanted to talk to me.

This was Mark?
He was my captor?
What was he then?
A hunter?
A vampire?
I did know. I was so confused.

" What the fuck?!" I screamed.

Marks demeanour changed in an I stand. He stood up from his chair and bitch slapped me across the face. My head jerked to the side as I felt my face sting by the unwanted contact.
I flipped hair out of my eyes as I looked back to him. I then realised he had placed his hands on my thighs just as he had done before I knew who he was.

" I told you not to scream" he told me in a low voice.

I looked at Mark in the eyes to see them filled with hate and pain. They seemed to pierce through my eyes into my soul and twist it. At this moment he was terrifying. Even after all the years I had known him to be the cheery youtuber that played games. At this moment, he was not Mark. But something much more evil then a mere human.

He raised his hand and slapped me again, this time with more force. My head jerked more violently to the side and I felt my mouth full with a metal like taste. Blood.

" Don't disobey me, I'm in charge" he wanted in a gruff voice.

I just nodded, not looking him in the eyes.

I was greeted by a punch to the jaw this time. Pain covered my face and it felt horrible. As my head jerked to the side I spat out blood onto the concrete.

" Tell me that you understand!" He ordered.

" I understand" I said in a strained voice.

I looked back to him to see hate in his eyes. He was glaring at me with every ounce of his being. I had always known him to be cheery and nice. This was not the man I knew.

" Why?" I chocked out.

My captor narrowed his eyes at me. Almost as if he was suspicious of me.

" That I cannot tell you, but what I am tell you is that you're stuck in the middle".

Dan's pov

Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck
FUCK!

" We have to find him Tyler!" I screamed at my companion

" I know!" He screamed back running hands through his hair. His face was red from stress, anger and sadness.

I slapped the steering wheel in front of me.
" Whatever yelling isn't gonna find him faster..." I said in a more defeated tone.

" We've been looking for three days, cleaned out four hunters nests and Troye got stabbed" Tyler argued gesturing to a sore Troye.

As if on cue Troye groaned and woke up from his nap.
" I fucking hate knives" he swore holding his gut.

"Sorry mate, but thanks for saving our asses back there" I said keeping my eyes on the dark moonlit road.

" Hey it's the least I could do, it's my fault they got Phil anyway" the younger vampire replied in a sad tone.

" Hey, it's not your fault. You couldn't have done anything I'm sure that if we were there the outcome would have been the same. I don't blame you and neither does Dan, I'm certain Phil wouldn't either" Tyler told Troye.

" It's alright Troye" I told the boy as he lied back down.

I sighed as Tyler did well.

I glanced down at my phone which had lit up.

" Tyler check my phone will ya-".

" DAN WATCH OUT!" He screamed.

I looked up to see a figure standing in the middle of the road. I hit the brakes as hard as I could, making Troye fall out of the seat he wasn't buckled too.

I looked up to see a dark figure, I couldn't really make it out but I knew it was bad news.

" Fuck" all three of us said as we saw the figure.

" Stay here and protect Troye, he's injured" I commanded so neither of them could argue.

I then stepped out into the cold night and felt the slight wind nip at my finger tips. I closed the door and walked out in front of the car head lights.

" Can I help you?" I asked sarcastically, knowing damn well they weren't asking for help

I herd an hyper active chuckle. Only then did I notice how small this man was. He was nearly half my height!

" That's funny Howell" he said in an accent I couldn't put my finger on.

Then it hit me. He shortness, hyper personality and the accent. I only just noticed the green hair.

" Jack? Jacksepticeye? Sean?" I questioned.

I herd him chuckled again.

" That's right Howell, and you'll be pleased to know-" he pulled out a business card.
" I know where you're little friend is".

Sean threw the piece of paper at me and I caught it mid air. Looking to see that it was an address a few towns over.

" He's. there and you should find your friend" he told me.

" Thanks but why-".

Sean started walking towards me with hands in his pockets.
" oh no need to thank me, I'm pretty sure in a few hours you'll want to kill me, but I guess I'll take what I can get" he stopped just as he was about to pass me.

Seam and I had been friends for a while. Why was he being...like this. Why would I want to kill him?
What?

With my head spinning he patted my shoulder.
" See you there,lover boy" he spoke then started to walk away.

Why would he meet me there?
Does that mean he's involved.

I spun around to see that he had vanished. I saw Tyler and Troye with shocked and confused expressions.

I looked down at the white card with the address on it.

I'm coming Phil.

I know short but eh