The Hearts of Heroes {Markiplier X Reader/OC} *Rewriting*

Chapter One

=-= Lunala Jaden Shadow =-=

Life's gonna be easy they said. Things'll get better they say, they're wrong. Every single person. People say that they have a hard time with their lives.

It's hard to live the way that I do. It's hard having a father that tried to beat you. Crying yourself to sleep at night is hard. Saying your fine when your not is hard. With this happening every day in your life, you start to question the point of living.

Father's a constant reminder and the girls at my old school were a constant reminder. A constant reminder that I'm a mistake, that everything I did was wrong.

That he was dead because of me. That I stood and walked today while he was six feet under the ground. Nothing seemed to help as time went on.

Years went on after him and I've had my story rewritten for me thousands of times in red ink. I have the scars to prove that I've had it written and erased and rewritten.

I had the voices that spoke to remind me day after day of what happened. Who I was. Like they were the narrator who wrote out my story for me.

They painted a smile on my face when there was none to begin with. They gave fake laughter when all I wanted to do was cry. They controlled me for a while, but I fought back.

But no one said that would be easy at all. Never was I told that life was going to be all sunshine and rainbows. And I guess I was seeing that everytime I went to bed.

Every nightmare that hit me, every word that they said. And yet I pulled it together and pushed it all away to help out people who I didn't even know all around the world.

I'm a Youtuber. I play games for people all around the world. I share my life to people in the hopes of helping people out who are going though some tough times.

It's all about making people smile. That's what it's all about I guess. It was the dream without nightmares that I was living.

We are made of all those who have built and broken us. We learn from our mistakes in life.

And yet even in the darkest of times, there is always hope. but sometimes fear clouds our vision. Sometimes our strength gives out. And yet sometimes, when all seems lost, a light shines through the darkness, and we are reminded that even the smallest amount of courage can turn the tides of war.

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"And on that note, I'll see you all tomorrow. Peace out." I say with a smile as I end the video. A sigh left me as I run a hand through my short punk hair.

A smile played on my face, though it didn't reach my eyes as I edited the video and did the art for the thumb nail and the outro sequence of the video.

I dreaded having to leave this computer and go to bed. I dreaded the nightmares that would follow close behind it. I feared closing my eyes and opening them to silence.

I sat back for a moment as I looked to the thumb nail art, laughing a small bit before my attention went to Star, my Border Collie as she licked my hand when I set it on my lap.

I lifted my hand and ruffled the fur on her head. She barked happily before going back to her bed and laying down, chewing on the bone that was placed there.

Shaking my head, I turned back to the computer as I put in the outro art and the thumbnail as I got it ready to post in the morning. I took off my headset, setting it off to the side.

My gaze went to the bed to the left off my computer up against the wall farthest from the door. A few posters covered the walls of my room.

Some were for video games, others were bands, and a few of them weren't poster but rather fan art that was sent in. It was the calming sight in my room that always brought me joy.

If only if would bring joy to the deep corner of my head. Shaking my head, I stood up and walked to my bed, plugging my phone in and playing the playlist I had for sleeping. I hate the silence so I always have to have something on, and that was either music or it was a YouTube game play through done by Markiplier.

Reaching to my over head light, I turned the light off but let the fan keep on going. A shiver runs down my back as I walk to my band lay down. My eyes were glued the the ceiling as I slowly let the darkness take over fully.

Maybe tonight would be different.