Lost Girl (Markiplier x Reader) COMPLETED

Chapter 24: A Mistake?

Walking into town, I avoid all eye contact and view the stage of speakers. People gazed at me as I stood on top of the stage and grabbed the microphone, turning it on and the speakers to full volume.

"Leave now," I said in a serious tone." Please, leave now."

Horrific looks came across their faces and ran in different directions, I didn't care knowing it's better they're scared than hurt. Sighing deeply I called out.

"ANTI!" I screamed." Know you have him, give him back! Between you and me, and I'll make sure we have fun...so, show yourself!!!"

Dead silence throughout the town, but eerie air signified that someone or at least 'something' heard. I waited for a response, sweat dripping down my forehead as I awaited the evil being.

I lost last time, cause I didn't wanna fight back, and I didn't know what this thing was capable of. But how I had more information on this creature and had a mild advantage, knowing a weakness. I had him this time, and I'm not leaving without him.

I know you're there....maybe this will bring you out......

"Hm, Hm, Hm, Hm, HmHm, Hmmmm...." I hummed, into the microphone."Hm, Hm, Hm, Hm, HmHm, Hmmmmm.....Hm, Hm, Hm, Hm, HmHm, Hmmmm....HmHm, Hm, Hmmmmm, Hm, Hmmmm......."

The hums echoed throughout the walls of the city, making it impossible for him to not hear it. Waiting patiently, and humming the song, I stood on the stage praying that this works.

"Ș̶̫̱͙̞͉͎̑̌̏͡͞Ḣ̷̢̲̳̣̺̪͈̞̈́̍̔͌̍̌̀͘͡U̟̖̭̼̝̭̪̪͑̀͐̑̓́͋̕T̸̡̨̧͎̪̪͔̘̄̓̀͒̏͑͊̄̏̆͢ Ṷ̢͙̞̹̓͆̀̋̾P̴̥̪̼͍̪̯̱̭͋̓̾̓̎," a staticky voice shouted.

I spoke," How about you make me?"

"D̸̨̧̳̩͓̞̤͚́͛̀̃̓i̶̬͙̲͔͓͌̇́̂͘d̛̤͖͈̲̣͆̌͑̈́̓̓̌ņ̹̪͙̠͖̪͒͛̽̇͘͟'̫̺̟̪͈̽̋̍̂͑ẗ̸̛̟̖̤̪̞̦̘̺́̍̎́̈́̏́̚̚ t̻̤̩͎̘͕͚̘͈͙̀̑̓̊̓̒͘h̴̨̛̪̜͉͖̩͍̄̀̏̑̈́̑̏͐͘͜i͈̖̩̟͈͒͑̿̓̓͢͝͝n̵̯͕̖̲̟̓̑̑̊̌͝k̥̘͔̻̱̙̉͒̈̊̀̆̾̀̈́̕͢ y̸̛̦͇̼͕̮͈̘̪̫̅͛̀̍̉͊͌̅͝o̷̢̧̥͕̽͒̌͐͊̄͑͟͡͞u̺̹̦̲͓̲̯̘͋̎͐̀͌̿͘͠ w̴̨͙̭̜̹͔͂̄̀̾̽̑͡ơ͇̮̙̦̳̯͆̄̈́̌͡u̸͓̪̪͈͓̭̾̇́̀͢͡͡ĺ̷͚̦̱̯͔̲̿͊̓̓̔̌̈́͟͜͠ď̵̢̧̡̘̘̩̬̱̟̐̐̀̈͊͠͠ w̲̱̹̠͇͈̳͐̾̈̃͝͝ͅą͉͇̮̹͈͇͈͚͓̅͌̉̒̓́̀̓̚n̶̨̦͓͎̳̻̥̭͗̓͌̀̈́͟͢t̨̗̦̲̩̞͕̖̙̅̇͊̈̃̐̆̈́͡͡ m̛̬͕͖̬̹̼̫͈͊̉̒͌͑̐͘̕͢ő̢̧̳̤͉͓͇͍̺̝͑̒̅̽͞r̢̼̟̝̲̗̰̓͂͗̌̾͢͡e̷̤̦͚̪̳͍̘̍͆̿̿̍̄̂͢ͅ," Anti smirked." Bų͙̰̦̞̲̯́̓̿̂͂̒̇͟ͅͅţ̙͉̳̖͔̹͉͗̍̓́̀̿̚͜͢͞ ļ̷̨̭̜͙̳̪̗̒̅̿̇̌̉̇̍͗͠ĩ̷̢̮̯̠͔̭̝͎͌̈́͌́̓̇͠ͅk̶̢̧̬̼͖̬̳̳̒̾̇́̅̚ȩ̵̩̪̟̬̣͊͆̿̓̔͟͠ ṁ͈̙̬̦̻̯̼̂͗́̊̂̚͢y͔͇̫̰̱͆̈́͂̓̕͟͢ M̷̡̦͕̞̦̞͇̐̒͋̓̎̎͐̚ă̷̛͔̞̦͈̗͖͇̘̖̖̽͂͐͆͡ u̡̯̮̗̠̾̓̌̍̀̓́̚̕͢͜ͅͅs̴̡̖̫̪͚̬͎̺̄̆͋̃̿͌͘͞͞é̷̢̞͓̫̗͚̹͂́̉́̽͢͠d̳͔̬̻̝̞̊̑̋͆̍̾̍̕͝ͅ t̨̥͈̯̼̻̅̔̃̽̋́͘͡͞o̗̞͇̯̥͔̦̮̜͍̊̓̓̋͌ s̸̡̟͈̟̎͑̿̂͐͜ẵ̧̢̛̪̦̱̺̀͗̇̚y̨̼͇̩̝̱̘̭̲̮̑̆̇̓̕̚͘͘,̵̬̹̰̩́̊͛̓̔̈́̀̊̈́̚͢ á͕̖͓̘̪͔̞̜̥̍̀̽͋͘͘ļ̪̩̺͍̔̇͛͌̍̔̿͟͢w̴̨̮̩̻̲̫̜̟̪͛̐͌̆͋̎͢͝a̷̫͈̖̹̬̫̐̂͑͛̆͌͟y̴͎̮͇̼͎͔͐̆̂̓͘͝s̨̜̭͕͔̼̩͑̐̀͂̿̓̿͟͡͞͡ f̶̫̖̹̻̳̯̒͒̾̀̈̈́̆̈̕͘ͅį̩̭̫̞̼̎̽͑̔̽̋̒̾͝n̵̢͙̱̦͉̟̽̓̆̌̑͛̾͢͠͠ȋ̺̘̲͍͕̼̰͙̺̄̆̊̃͋̅͆͂ͅs̺͓͍͓̲̞̩͎̉̾̽̂̽̇͌͌͜h̡̨͉͇̪̘̩͔͙̄̀̐̋͂͊͜ w̛̝͕̭̦̹̖̪̃̒̌̃̎̇̄͟͞ͅh̵̡̛̭̬̜̰͔͒̓͆̅͂͂̎ạ̶̩̻͉͈̓̉͊̋͗͢t̴̛͓͚̫̘́̃͑̅̕͜ y̡͖͖̟̘̽́͆̿͝ǫ̧͙̱̲͎͈̥͍͈̒̔̈́͆̾̅́̀̌̚u̠̦̦̰͙̥͈̳̔̆̍̈́͐͢͞͝ͅ s̮̤̮̬̥̥̅͑̋͋̉͞ṱ̰̩̯̳̇͋̅͛̽̄̍͋͘͢a̵̡̜͍̻̱̣̳̠̒͑̋̀͋̕̕ͅͅr̨͙̠̥̩̫͖͉̲̄̀͒́͊̔͊ͅt̷͓̠͕̟̫͙͓̬̍̉̽͌̽͘͟e̡̞̠͈̪̺̋̆͗̋͌͌͘ḑ̶̛̛̯̙̤̬̥̖̦̮̃̐́̄̌̂̚͞ͅ.̸̡̩̪̻͉̲̞̄̊̊̑̋̏̚͜"