In Control (Markiplier/Jacksepticeye/Pewdiepie Horror Fiction)

Chapter 29: Dark

{P.S this chapter is kinda linked with Mark's video 'who killed Markiplier' so before you read this you might wanna watch that video first}

Felix's Pov

Jack: You ready Felix? Once we step out here we won't know what's gonna happen next..

I stayed quiet, eyeing Jack's evil doppelganger.. Should I really trust him?
And also that small.. Doll? Child?, it gives me the creeps.. And Jack also seemed to mature more the last time we've met, they probably worked hard just to help me.. I'll make sure I'd repay them for everything they've done.

Mark: Nah don't worry him too much Jack, you know you have the one and only markiplier on the group!

He said flexing his arms and kissed his biceps, I laughed sheepishly

Sam: How childish!

Mark: Oh shut up! If tiny box Tim was here it's probably gonna be more fun!

Jack: Guys come on stop it!

We all laughed, surprisingly including Anti
... Man it's good to be back

Mark: There's my laughing Felix!

Felix: Haha okay that's enough, I'm fine now thank you.

I lightly slapped Mark's shoulder, we laughed playfully.  I saw Anti reach for the door at the corner of my eye, he gave me a reassuring smile and a nod.

The creak of the metal door sounded accompanying the cold air that flew from outside the room, it was surprisingly dim, enough to easily look at the surroundings.
My mind went everywhere, different thoughts in my brain at the same time... A cold feeling flew across the palm of my hand, I jumped and immediately turned around, it was just Jack trying to hold my hand.  I apologized and laughed sheepishly while I rub the back of my neck, I sighed and felt my pounding chest.

Mark: So.. Where to go now?

Anti: The host's mind

Jack: And where would that be..?

Felix: Entering a person's mind? That's impossible!

Sam: It's fairly easy!

Mark: And how is that?

Anti: Dark has a staff with a weird gem on the top, it is a memento for when he was still mayor. Surprisingly he still has it, he says it was the only reminder of how he used to be. He carries it around sometimes to feel powerful.

Felix: Where does he hide it then?

Sam: At his office! On top of his desk with these weird newspaper articles from a long time ago, and a type writer that says "the colonel did it"

Mark: Wait who is the colonel?

Anti: I don't know, he doesn't let anyone enter his room.. But it could be linked to the murder that happened years ago..

Jack: Murder!?

Anti: Apparently.. The "colonel" shot someone and Damien-

Felix: Who the hell is Damien?

Anti: Ah! Uh.. It's Dark's real name.. He was called Damien.. Before he became, psychotic.. He doesn't like being called Damien, he prefers his alias "Dark"

Mark: Then what happened??

Anti: The colonel accidentally shot someone and Damien was blamed for it as he was the only one at the scene... The colonel refused to tell the truth causing Damien to rage and split into two.. The blue and the red.

Mark: that explains the weird things that surrounds him!

Anti: Yes.. The red is.. A seer from the manor where the crime was, and blue is Damien himself.. Fighting to take back control

Then everyone went silent, processing everything Anti said...

Jack: Where did you get all this info?

Anti: snooping around, what's important is the gem that is on that staff is our key to the hosts mind..

Mark: Got it!

Jack: Let's go!

Sam: Andventure!

Felix: off we go then..

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Dark's Pov

I felt dizzy, like the halves of me fighting against each other.. I walked like a drunk man walking at a alley, only I was going to my office. The voice of the lady seer echoes through my head causing a pang of headache, I closed my eyes shut and held my head tightly.

I walked and walked, it felt like centuries until I felt the door on the tip of my fingers.
I slammed the door open then locked it shut, I grunted in pain and my body collapsed...  I crawled towards my desk and reached my staff, I held it's slender stick, the pain slightly reduces, enough to give me power to stand up.

I can still feel the headache, I stood up slowly.  My broken mirror reflected a person I was before, all I see is Damien.. I am NOT Damien, and I will never be like Damien... 

"Goddamit William..." I whispered under my breath, remembering the man behind all of this..

I can't stand the person that I am now.. I stared at my reflection as like it was my enemy, my eyes whose not mine reflected back.. I struggled as the headache came back this time worst than before, the voice was no longer from the lady seer but from Damien. He whispers something but was interrupted when I heard a knock on the door, the headache already stopped..

Dark: What do you want..?

Fear: It's just me.. I wanted to talk

I walked at the door and unlocked it

Dark: It's open..

Fear walked at the door

Dark: I'm not interested in any of your plans right now

Fear: No, it's not about that.. I just heard loud footsteps across the room

Dark: Why do you care?

Fear: I don't care Dark, I'm just worried you might not do your job properly!

Dark: Then leave

Fear: I jus-

Dark: JUST LEAVE!

I punched the mirror causing it to crack more, I looked at it and saw my reflection again but this time it was my normal self. It was Damien, with a glare on his eyes. I looked away immediately..

Dark: I'm sorry I'm not in the mood right now...

Fear then closes the door and left..

I looked back at the mirror and it was back to normal, the same rugged face, the red and blue aura, the messy tux. It was me again..

"Why do you torture me Damien..? Why did all of you hurt me?"

"Why William.. Why must you frame me?"

"I should ask the same thing to you pal"

"WARFSTACHE!?"