Y/n's head was pounding, the sound of her heart pumping hard ringing in her ears. She couldn't open her eyes no matter how hard she tried, but she could faintly hear voices in the background somewhere, and they sounded panicked.
"....what was he even THINKING?!" this voice stood out more than the others did. It sounded dark...no, sounded LIKE Dark. Darkiplier...Markiplier? No no, Darkiplier. The name rang through her head like the bells of a church, but she couldn't place a face with the name. Beeping was starting to come in from somewhere far away, but it was getting closer; so were the voices. They didn't seem so far before. As she lay there, the sounds were becoming clearer and clearer until she could clearly hear Dark yelling furiously, yelling loudly about what Google had been thinking. Y/n took a moment to herself to think about where she was, and what happened before she passed out. The only thing that really came to mind was pain, and a lot of it, mostly in her right side and her arms. Google...hearing Dark yell about Google over and over was making the memories flow slowly back into her mind. Google was furious about his time with y/n ending short, so he took all the anger out on her. He beat her, broke her wrist and her right bicep, stabbed her, and then used her like a toy. Her head was still throbbing, and Dark's yelling was not helping. Who was he even yelling at? What was he yelling about? Why is he yelling in the first place? Attempting to open her eyes once more made her grunt in discomfort as they opened, and bright light shined into them relentlessly from above. The yelling stopped when she groaned, and many footsteps could be heard rushing towards her, along with many different voices calling out to her.
"Y/n? Can you hear me? Gods, shut up! Everyone just SHUT UP!" That was Dark, raising his voice above everyone else's to get them to be quite. Y/n opened her eyes slightly, just enough to peek at Darkiplier's blurry, pale face. He sighed loudly, obviously relieved, and she felt him place a gentle hand on her left shoulder.
"Y/n, darling, can you hear us?" That voice was Wilford's. No, Will's. That's what he wanted you to call him.
"Guys is she gonna be ok? What's gonna happen to Google? What do we do if something's wrong with her?!" That panicky voice belonged to Crank, no mistake. He sounded like he was either going to cry, or had been crying already. It took great effort and a lot of blinking for y/n to open her eyes fully and look at everyone gathered around her. It took her a moment to realize that she was in Will's room, and there were a couple monitors hooked up to her with her heart rate and such on them. There were also a couple of fluid bags hooked up to her, one providing blood and the other providing water. She took a deep breath and looked at Dark, who looked like absolute shit, and she reached a hand out to touch his face. Dark lightly grabbed her hand, this being the one thats broken, and used his other hand to gently stroke her cheek.
"Y/n, how are you feeling?" His voice was shaking, but strong at the same time. He had been crying, it was easy to see, and worry still clouded his eyes.
"I'm...head ache" was all that y/n was able to croak out, and a collective sigh of relief could be heard from everyone in the room. She cast her gaze around the room, looking for one person in particular. "Where's Google? What happened?" Y/n asked softly after a moment. Will looked uncomfortable and Crank looked like he was going to burst into tears as he pulled lightly at his blue hair.
"Y/n, don't you remember? I would honestly be surprised if you didn't" Dark stated.
"I...I remember how he treated me...but not really what happened after." She closed her eyes again briefly, suddenly feeling very drowsy.
"That is expected. You were....well, you were...gods, I can't say it. You were almost dead when we finally got to you. I'm not sure what happened to Google, he vanished, but he has to come back sometime. His equipment is here, with his charging module. I have already notified the council of his actions, and if he can be found, he will be erased. Enough of him, how are you feeling? Will gave you another small dose of morphine, but we will need to wait to give a while before you get more so we can see if there are any other injuries on you." Dark smiled very faintly at her before he glanced at the others.
"Ok. You'll keep me safe, right? You won't let him get to me again?" Y/n looked at Dark with tired eyes. Dark smiled a little bigger and shook his head.
"Of coure we won't let him hurt you anymore. We underestimated him before, trusted him too much, but not again. He won't get near you ever again, I swear it. Now, you're obviously tired, and I'm sure it'll take some time for you to get better. Go back to sleep. We'll still be here when you wake up." Dark leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her forehead, and y/n fell back asleep feeling oddly safe.
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Trapped with the Stache
FanfictionThis is the third installment of the Trapped series, featuring Wilford Warfstache (Markiplier) and Corroded Crank (CrankGameplays) THIS BOOK CONTAINS SMUT AND SCENES OF GRAPHIC VIOLENCE NOT WRITTEN WITH THE INTENT TO AROUSE. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADV...