Wake Up (Damein/ Darkiplier Fanfiction)

C H A P T E R •N I N E•

Paige:

The 'Under", as Celine had called it, was cold. I stood under Damien's arm as he and Celine discussed plans. I caught bits and pieces of the conversation, but my mind was focused elsewhere. I could see something in the sky. Pitch black, there was no light there aside from the shimmering lights we all gave off. 

But, I could've swore I saw somebody falling. Somebody who had the same stature as (Y/N).

"It was an accident! ...I swear." I snapped to the present at William's voice. Was he here as well? How nice, with (Y/N) on their way, maybe Abe would come too. Then we'd all be together here. 

(Y/N) hit whatever acted as the ground here, their eyes closed. 

Damien pulled me forward to watch as Mark rolled from the darkness. I blinked a few times. Mark was here? Maybe we would all finally be together again. I watched as his lips moved, heart pounding. If he was talking, he was okay, right? 

"It’s not fair, is it?" No, Mark, it wasn't. I hung my head as Damien pulled me closer, then forward some more. (Y/N) looked up at us, me standing between Damien and Celine, our shoulders touching. 

Feeling tired once more, I sat at their feet, Damien's hand resting on my head when I settled. I could feel Celine's eyes one me, and I glanced up at her. She sent me a determined smile and I returned it with the only smile I could manage. 

Celine's eyes widened and I looked away, smiling at the ground, at Mark. There was something funny about the whole situation, wasn't there?

"He took everything from us. He trapped us in here with this broken shell and no way out." Damien gestured to Mark with one hand. His voice echoed over itself as he spoke, glancing at Celine and I. 

"It’s true. This whole time I thought it was the house, but. . . I never thought he’d fall this far." Celine sounded upset, and I found it hard not to giggle at the obvious pun.

"And we played right into his hands. He’d been planning this for years, and now that son-of-a-bitch is out there walking around in my body." Damien's voice grew in anger, startling me. I looked up at him, then rested my head against his thigh, trying to provide comfort. I felt like a child in all of this, not comprehending anything that was happening around me. I knew something was wrong, I never I should be terrified, but the only thing I could feel was tired. 

"Damien, we can’t do this right now. Look, I know you have questions, and I can’t answer everything right now. Just know that Mark took everything from us from his twisted quest of vengeance. But death does not mean the same thing here." Celine cut Damien off before he could work himself up too much, trying to calm him. I felt her fingers brush my head as she talked. 

"What Celine means by that is… This doesn’t have to be the end. You’re still trapped in here the same as us, but your body is still out there. Broken as it may be, it’s still out there." I listened to Damien talk, watching (Y/N). They looked more then confused. I wished I could tell them that they weren't alone, that I believe in them. That it'd all work itself out. 

it's going to work itself out, (Y/N), we're strongest when we work together. 

The voice was louder then it ever had been in my head, but I saw (Y/N) glance at me, as well as Damien and Celine. Before I could get the chance to think about this is any kind of detail, Celine started talking again, she seemed to be the only one who could stay calm in all of this as she explained. 

"Mark’s not the only one who can use this place to his benefit. The same way I brought you here is the same way that I can send you back." Celine reached out her hands in a peaceful gesture. I saw (Y/N) debate the issue over in their head, and I silently begged them to agree. I trusted Celine and Damien, we could get out of this. 

"But you can’t survive on your own. You’re dead, after all. My friend, the Colonel sought to that." Damien sneered at the mention of William. I briefly wondered if, if I could talk, would it register as Damien and Celine's did? Would it echo and slow then speed up? 

"You can’t blame him. Honestly, he’s a good man. But he’s dangerous now." Celine glanced down at me with a sad smile. 

"I know this all sounds crazy. Honestly, I don’t know what the fuck is going on. But I know that I trust Celine, and Paige is stronger then she looks. And if you trust us. . . Just let me in. We can fix this. Together." Damien kneeled down and grabbed my hand, pulling me up once more. I forced myself to stand without his help, earning myself a proud glance from Celine. 

"I won’t force this upon you. You have a choice here. Just know this is the only way that you can escape." Celine waited for (Y/N) to nod, agreeing to their plan. 

"Just relax, we have to send Paige out first, she'll be able to open the world to you. But, I implore you, do not touch her when you get out. . . We have no idea what state she will be in." Celine, grabbed my hand, squeezing it tightly. 

"This’ll work. I promise." Damien turned to me, holding my chin in his hands, "I promise." He set his chin on top of my head. If they could bring me out, when I didn't have a body, why couldn't they bring themselves out? 

Thunder rolled as Celine focused her energy. 

Just what were Damien and Celine doing for (Y/N)? For me?

It took a few seconds, but my eyes opened to light. I rolled over to see (Y/N) on the ground, William sitting over them without his coat or hat. He held Damien's walking cane in his hands. I watched as (Y/N) stood, bringing William's attention to them.