The Apocalypse (A YouTube Fanfic)

Chapter 1: My Past

VidCon. My number one dream. The thing I had wanted to go to since that one night in August of 2012. The night that my life had taken a turn for the better. The night that my life changed forever.

I remember it as though it were yesterday. Two of my grandfathers had passed away, (my family is split) my grandmother's dog had died, my cat had died and my mom and step dad, whom I'd known for nine years, were breaking up.

I had snuck my iPod 3 into my room one night, even though I wasn't supposed to have it without permission. I was getting ready for bed when I remembered a certain video that had caught my eyes earlier on the laptop.

It was called: "Literal Assassin's Creed Revelations Trailer".

I had decided, while brushing my teeth, that I would check the video out when I went to bed. Little did I know that the man who had made the video would save my life that night.

Over the course of that month, I had gotten increasingly depressed and upset. My thoughts focused mainly on death, blood, darkness... You know, happy stuff. But lately, I had been thinking about cutting and contemplating suicide.

As I got into bed and turned off my light, the dark thoughts whispered in my ears, telling me to sneak downstairs and grab that knife I had noticed earlier and drag it across my wrist.

Wanting to shut out the tempting voices, I turned over, grabbed my headphones, plugged my iPod in, and waited for it to come alive.

Those few moments that it took for it to charge up enough to turn on, were long. I wanted the voices to shut up. I wanted them to stop arguing.

One side of me said that I didn't need to self-harm or die. It said that this would be over soon and if I pulled through, I'd be stronger. I didn't need to scar my wrists or die to permanently solve a temporary problem.

The other side said that it would never end. It would only get worse and I was the only one who could stop the pain, depression, anger and hurt. If I scarred myself, I would remain a sane person and the pain would help. Or, if I died, it would be gone forever.

I felt tears well up in my eyes. The iPod came to life in front of me and I quickly focused on it. I plugged my earphones in and put them on. As it showed me the lock screen, I punched the code in and almost a little too frantically, hit YouTube.

I had never been a big fan of YouTube before and didn't use it often. I only ever used it for music, and the occasional cat video. Until that night.

I typed in the words as fast as I could and tapped the first video. When it started, I instantly smiled, something I hadn't done for real in 3 months.

By the first full minute of the video, I had my face buried in my pillow as I laughed hysterically. Of course, it was 10:00 PM so I had to be quiet. That's why I had stuffed my face into my pillow.

But as I laughed, a huge weight felt like it had been lifted off of me and the voices ceased. Suddenly, I could see the light at the end of the long, dark tunnel I had been living in for the past 3 months.

Just like that, my life changed for the better and it got easier to cope with everything that was going on. Every night since then, I watched the man whose name it took me a while to find out. Tobuscus. AKA, Toby Joe Turner.

After watching most of his videos, I began watching other people like; Markiplier, Joey Graceffa, Shane Dawson, and Onision. Since then, I had been dying to meet the people who reminded me that life was precious and kept me smiling through the tough times.

When my parents had announced that they had bought Maddie and I tickets to VidCon, she fainted and I fangirled extensively.

When she woke up, she cried and fangirled and we were up all night talking about what we would do when we got to L.A.

The plane ride was difficult because I hate heights and flying, but, when we landed, my originally crappy day brightened instantly. The only thing I could think was; I'm going to meet my heros today.