The Darkness Emerges: A Darkiplier And Antisepticeye Fanfic. Discontinued!

Dark's POV

I woke up in that absolute dumbass Mark's bed. (I'm so sorry I love mark) I go to the closet and realize I only have my one suit. "Minions!!" I shout across the house. They all teleport to the room "Yes, my lord?" They say in unison. "Anti-Bob, I need you to make me a suit. Remember, it needs to be black with white accent. Anti-Wade will buy the fabric, and PewdieDIE will buy thread, a sewing machine, and whatever else Bob will need. Oh! I also need my, ah... My tray.

This is at the same time dark wakes up.

Mark's POV
I wake up in the same room as before except Bob, Wade, and Felix are gone. Probably doing Dark's evil bidding. Suddenly, I hear a deep chuckle from behind me. Oddly enough, the chuckle isn't very low. It's higher pitched. This isn't Dark in the room with me. "You bet it's not, Mark" he says with an insane giggle at the end. I then realize who it is. It's Antisepticeye. That explains why he answered a question I didn't say out loud. He can influence and read minds. I look to my right, dread filling me. "God dammit!" I screamed. "Oh," Antisepticeye says slowly as he straddles me and ties my arms up, "now what's wrong, Mark?" "You have Jack!!" I scream in his ear. He stands up. "Tut, tut, tut," he says quickly, "that's no way treat your old friend, now is it? I think I'm gonna have to punish you, Markimoo!" He says giggling. He grabs a whip and Dark's favorite baseball bat and circles me. "Ya know," I say to distract him, "Dark really isn't gonna like you using his metal bat! That one's his favorite." "Oh I had special permission from Dark!" He informs me. He unravels the whip and whips me across my lap. (Which I now realize is bare except for a pair of my boxers) I scream in pain. He keeps whipping me over and over and I keep screaming until he stops. By the time he stops, my lap is bleeding several times over and Anti is laughing hysterically. He picks up the bat and surveys me again walking around me and looks at me like like a helpless creature on a chopping board, staring at him while he decides how to prepare me. He smacks me in the legs as hard as he can. I groan. "Now, now," he says slowly, "shh shh shh." Again, he smacks me in the legs. I start to cry. "WHEN WILL YOU LEARN!?!?!" He screams at me. "WHEN I SAY SHUSH IT MEANS I WANT YOU TO SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP!" He smacks me across the face with the bat. I black out.
Dark's POV
I smile as I hear Mark scream in pain from whatever Anti is doing to him. I suddenly hear Anti screech at him, but then it goes quiet. I jog to the office to see what my little love muffin has done to our guest. I walk in and mark is tied up and either dead or unconcious on the floor. I also see that Anti has my bat in his hand, with the thicker part over his shoulder. I'm proud.