When You Remember... (Red And Demons X Markiplier And Demons)

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《HELLO!! My name is Synth and I bring you a story about my Ocs, Mark and his Demons.. I am sorry that this is not an X Reader.. ANYWAY- this will have some smut in it. I will warn you when smut is about to happen, k? K. If you don't like big swear words, or smut then I recommend not reading this lol. Ok. On with the story..!

Walks away mumbling to myself 'wow Synth..' looks up, 'OH-! Your still here.. uhhhh- imma start the story now...!'》

Reds P.O.V.

I sat in my dark empty apartment with my head in my hands. You see.. I have MPD or Multiple Personality Disorder and my other personalities are the fucking worst. They've been messing with my head ever since I was small and in the orphanage. When I was young I lost my parents in a fire and I went to the woRST ORPHANAGE IN THE MOTHERFU-... the worst orphanage in the world a year after. I still remember the night of the fire.. I was 10 years old. I don't even remember who this 'Mark.' Was. My memory was pretty bad at this age. 26

☆FlashBack☆

I was asleep in my bed, cuddling my rabbit plushie when I started to smell smoke. I sleepily sat up and hugged my plushie to my chest and got off my bed, walking to the door. Being the not so smart kid I am, I opened it and about burnt my hand, "OW!" I yelped and looked up after walking into the hallway and all I seen was black smoke. My eyes widened and I ran to my parents room, "MOM! DAD!" I pushed the door open and jumped onto their bed. I shook them and they started to wake up, "h-huh? Red? What's wrong?" I was panicking and I could only make out one word, "F-FIRE!" I screamed and they got out of the bed and started stuffing things valuable inside their pillows, backpacks, and luggage bags. I looked at them as they swiftly put them out on the ledge under their window, I peaked out of the room and back at them, They were still pushing stuff out of the window and onto the ledge under the window. I didn't see any fire yet so, again, being the stupid kid I am I ran down the hall and to my room, doing the same as my parents, I didn't have much that was valuable so I got everything that my friends and family gave me in my 10 years of life and shoved it all out my window <especially my electronics.> I heard an explosion from downstairs and heard my parents run to my room. I gripped my plush even tighter as my dad ran in and shut the door after my mom ran in. My eyes started welling up with tears, "It's ok girlie." My mom picked me up and went to the window, "now I need you to climb outside and-and get our stuff on the other side of the street sweety.. me and your father will be right out. Ok?" I shakily nodded. My dad was on the phone with the fire department and my mom was helping me out of the window, she kissed my cheek and said, "I love you Red Bleau Ruby... so much.." Tears ran down my face as I nodded, "I-I love you to, mom.." I slid out the window and climbed down from the ledge.

[It's pronounced 'blue.' It's my middle name. It's French :P]

After moving everything to the other side of the street I ran to the neighbors and cried, banging on the door, "M-MRS. Fischbach!!!" I yelled and looked at her door and the house, the flames were now visible and I was crying hard. Our neighbor opened the door looked at me, "Red?" She looked up and gasped, turning back inside, "MARK CALL 911!" She yelled and grabbed my hand, trying to bring me inside, "N-NO MY MOM AND D-DAD ARE IN T-THERE!' I cried and started to run towards the house after yanking my hand out of hers. Their youngest son ran out, handed his phone to his mom and ran to me, "RED!" He caught up with me and grabbed my wrist and kept me away from the burning building. I cried hard and tugged against the 11 year olds grip, I heard a female scream and I screamed, "M-M-MOM!!!" Mark took me back to the house and made sure I couldn't see the burning house. By this time everyone else on the block was trying to help put out the fire before I could hear sirens, Marks mom tried to keep me away from it but I ended up running back outside and to the house. My friend Cameron helped me this time, the 10 year old blonde boy pulled me to his chest and tried to cover my ears, I cried into his chest. He walked me back to Marks house and stayed near me and Mark, I watched as fire men started to try and put the fire out. I cried and screamed again, "MO-MOM! D-D-DAAADD!!" I collapsed onto the grass and cried, holding my bunny plushie tight, "m-mom.. d-dad.. p-p-please.." I cried silently. I felt big arms wrap around my body and pick me up, Marks mom held me close until I passed out from crying so hard.

☆End Of FlashBack☆

I started to cry softly, collapsing onto the couch. I heard a dark female voice from behind me, "pathetic little Red.. still crying over her dead parents.." the voice scoffed and I shakily sat up, turning around and facing the voice, "what do you want Synth?" I growled a weak growl. Synth chuckled and shifted so she was leaning on the wall, "it's your fault that they died, Red. You should have went in there and helped them. It's. All. Your. Fault." Her voice was cold and I felt another tear roll down my cheek. Another female voice was heard, "its all your fault." Another and another voice appeared, surrounding me and chanting that it was my fault.. other than one. I felt a hand on my back and the voices slowly disappeared, this voice softer, "it's not your fault Red.. ignore those demons.." I looked up to see Angel. The one personality that helped me. She understood me. I smiled weakly and layed on her lap, she stroked my hair softly and sung a soft, angelic note making me fall asleep.

《Sooo...? How is it so far? Please comment below and ideas are appreciated!》