You sit for awhile, on the verge of tears. You just want to go home. You're so tired and miss your warm comfy bed. There's a cool nip in the air that makes you shiver. And the only light source is dim streetlights that look like they could burn out any second. Fear starts to take over everything. It makes you embarrassed. A Y/A(Your Age) year old afraid of being alone and the dark.
You start to almost rock yourself. Anything to calm down. But it doesn't help at all. The only thing it does is make you feel even more like a wuss. "Come on, Y/N. Stop being a baby. Get it together. So you're lost and it's cold out. Don't just curl up and cry. Be rational. Figure something out." you tell yourself.
Suddenly, you hear a loud crack and see a flash of light. You look up to see that the light bulb from the street lamp right above you exploded. You quickly move away, as sparks fall down from it. You find a new place, leaning against a fence. You look around the now almost pitch black street.
Minutes go by, of you trying to convince yourself to not be scared. And then you hear footsteps. Your muscles are so tense from fear, you can't even look up. You sit very still, hoping they'll just walk by. "Y/N? Is that you?" you hear a kind voice ask. You pull yourself together and stand up. You see the person you least expected to see in front of you. Jack.
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Dark Soul (DarkiplierXReader)
Fiksi PenggemarYou run into Markiplier at a coffee shop. Or is it really him? His hair is darker, his voice is deeper, and his smile and laugh are more sinister. He also seems to be everywhere you go.