Bite {Markiplier X Reader}

T H R E E

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Your POV~

as soon as I lost sight of them on the other side of the road I started to walk heavily heaving, desperately trying to catch my breath. I could hear their voices but not what they were saying. I kept walking until I came across an old house. I started to divisive a plan in my mind.

"They will probably go into this building looking for me then stay the night as it's getting late, that'll give me enough time to escape" I said out loud to myself

"You're so clever (y/n)" I cockily smirked to myself continuing to walk. It had just reached dark and I stumbled into another house and just in time, I could barely see. I entered and checked for Zs, luckily for me there were none. I found an old broken couch, I dumped my bags on the floor and my body on the rotting fabric. No Zs could get I as I closed all the doors. I leaned back and shut my eyes.

Marks POV~

We soon stumbled across another house, it was pitch black yet we had no encounters with the Grabbers. We entered the house, I went up to one of the doors but it was locked. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"You think someone's in there?" Tyler asked.

"Well grabbers can't lock doors themselves" I searched the ground and found some wire. I prodded it into the key hole and unlocked the door. By the time I unlocked the door the group was with us wondering what was behind the mysterious door. I gently pushed it open and to my surprise there lay the girl we were looking. Her (h/c) hair was sprawled about the sofa arm.

"What are we gonna do?" Sean asked

"I don't know..." I approached her, Chica still at my side. She started to stir, I brought my knife out of its case and held it loosely in my hand. She rolled over and squinted hard, she definitely heard us. Her eyes opened and as soon as she saw our figures she pounced from the sofa, gun in hand. I hadn't even seen her reach for it. Wade and Ethan started to freak out, jack just looked shocked and Tyler was once again calm and cooled.

"Ok... we don't want to hurt you, can we talk without the weapons?" She kept her weapon steadily pointed at me. I knew she would shoot me if she could, she wasn't a pussyfooting around at all. I could tell she wasn't lowering her weapon any time soon so I did the honours of doing so first.

"Put it on the table, on the other side of the room" I did so, my hands in the air so she could see I wasn't trying any funny business. Her gun never faltered however, her aim was true. I walked back to her. She hesitated for a moment then gave in, putting her gun back in its belt sling. The tension in the room relaxed considerably.

"My names mark; and yours?..."

"(Y/n). Anyway. What do you want?" She snapped.

"Well we saw your skills... fighting the grabbers-"

"Grabbers? I call em Zs." She bluntly stated

"Ok, anyway, we were wondering if you would join our group."

"What's in it for me?" She placed a hand on her hip, narrowing her eyes.

"Protection."

"I can protect myself perfectly fine so no thanks" she started to turn around until I grasped her shoulder.

"Wait!... all you have to do is stay with us until we meet up with our friends, they are alive and we need to find them. The deal is we give you protection, food, water and a quarter of our amo for your skills and guidance" I could hear the clogs ticking in her head.