At the Wrong Place, At the Wrong Time-A Banana Bus Crew Fanfic

Little Did He Know

Evan slowly put his hands up and Tim followed his moves. Evan glared at Tim with anger, he trusted him when he shouldn't have. Evan made a mental note to never trust new people.

      "Who are you and who's your leader?" Evan demanded. Tim chuckled pressed the gun to Evan's neck.

      "You haven't heard of me? Well, let me introduce myself!" Tim cheered."I'm Markiplier but my friends call me Mark." He said. Tim pulled his mask off to reveal himself. Evan's first thought was, holy crap this guy is surprisingly good-looking. Mark had that model look: sharp jaw, loving eyes, and plump lips. He had wavy, black hair that was a bit messy due to the mask. Evan snapped back to reality and growled at Mark.

"Markiplier, shit name if you ask me." Evan growled.

Mark had an offended look,"Wow, you don't even call me Mark when I clearly allowed you to."

Evan glared at Mark,"Last time I checked, you weren't any friend of mine."

"Woah, okay man! I get it, you don't like me." Mark laughed.

"Who's your leader?" Evan demanded once again.

Mark snickered,"I am a leader...well kinda." He shrugged,"I'm kind of second in command."

"What gang are you in? The Shithead Cunts?" Evan asked.

Mark glared at Evan,"Look, Vanoss I don't like that mouth of yours so if were you I'd keep it shut."

      "Or what? Gonna throw a tantrum?" Evan sneered. Mark looked like he had enough of his smack talk. Mark suddenly punched Evan in the jaw. Evan stumbled backwards and caressed his cheek in pain. Mark shoved Evan down to the ground and got on top of him, smiling. He took of his ear piece and Evan's too. He threw them where Evan couldn't reach.

Mark pinned Evan's hands on each side of his head,"Now listen, I am Markiplier, second in command of the gang known as The Holy Trinity. I won't hesitate to kill you so to stay alive, you come with me and don't struggle." He growled. Evan wasn't scared at all, he was actually amused.

"Where are we going?" Evan asked, trying to buy time. Hopefully, Tyler has noticed or is already to the rescue.

"Somewhere." Mark answered simply. Mark stared at Evan and he smiled, looking like he had an idea. He put Evan's wrists in one hand and with his other, he reached for Evan's mask.

      Evan went into full on panic, he started struggling. He kicked, wiggled, and tried to shake him off. Mark's hand grabbed the end of the mask and he started taking it off. Evan tried his best to make him by shaking his head.

     Then Evan heard it, he heard faint screaming and padding footsteps.

      Evan smirked,"Have a safe trip." He told Mark.

      Mark raised an eyebrow,"What?" Mark tuned to right. He only had a second to scream before Tyler pushed him. Mark fell off Evan and went tumbling into the canal. Evan got up and looked over the edge of the canal. He saw Mark on the ground, unconscious and bleeding on the forehead. Evan let out a sigh of relief and turned to Tyler.

     "Thanks Ty." He huffed.

      Tyler looked angry,"Why the hell was Tim attacking you?! And why was his mask off?!" Tyler questioned.