The Human Race | Darkiplier X Reader

| TWENTY-SIX |

Dark's POV

"She also did a couple small things. The worst thing she did though was try and take your magic." I tell him while staring out a window.
I don't even want to know the look on his face right now.
"When?" He asks.
"When what?" I turn to face him again, regretting it.
"When did she try to steal my magic?" He asks.
He has the most serious look on his face. It's cold and emotionless.
"Some time during the summer after school ended." I say.
"I want you to tell me the exact situation." He says.
"Maybe some other time."
I stand from the couch and start to walk away when he grabs my arm.
"NOW!" He shouts.
Anti no longer looks serious, but angry. Almost like he would tear me apart limb by limb if I don't follow his orders.
"Calm down and I'll tell you another time." I yank my arm out of his grasp and walk to my room.
Closing the door, my message thing in my desk starts to go off.

Just in time.

I click the blue button in it.
"Dark," Mr. Bagla's voice comes through.
"The King asks to see you for some type of job."
I roll my eyes.
"I thought I was only suppose to be escorting him to places." I say.
"He said that this job is your specialty." He tells me.
"Alright. I'll be right over."
Hitting the yellow button I sigh.
"Can't wait to see what he has in store for me this time." I sarcastically whisper before teleporting into the Kings mansion castle thing.
"Good afternoon Mr. Iplier."
Mr. Bagla greets me.
"Good afternoon to you too Sir." I say before entering the throne room.
"Ah, Dark! My favorite demon!"
I roll my eyes.
"What is it that you need Sir?" I ask politely.
"We've captured a traitor who won't break from any of the normal techniques we use." He tells me.
"So I want you to go into his dreams and break him."
I chuckle.
"That's it?" I ask.
The King nods.
"That'll be quiet easy." I say.
"Well he's sleeping right now if you would like to get it done and over with." He informs me.
"Of course. Just bring me to his room."
The King snaps his fingers and another guard appears.
"Yes My Lord?" He asks.
"Please take Dark here to prisoner 185's cell."
"Yes Sir."
The guard starts to walk away and I follow closely behind him.
He leads me down to the basement and through a series of doors and hallways until we reach a cell with a sleeping man in it. His upper and lower back are bloody.
"What's that from?" I ask the guard before he can walk away.
"We cut off his wings and tail." I nod and he walks away, off to who knows where.

Heh...I completely forgot I had wings. If this guy had some, then he must be pretty powerful.

Taking my index finger I reach through the bars and set it on his temple. I then shoot electricity through my finger and into his brain causing darkness to surround me.

When I open my eyes again I'm in a room. There's nothing else in it but a chair and the man.
"Who are you?" He asks.
A sinister smirk spreads across my features.
"All of your fears." I say like it's nothing.
He shivers.
"You don't look like any of my fears." He says with confidence.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk....I thought you were much smarter than that Grave." His eyes widen.
"How do you know my name?" He asks, a bit frightened.
"I know everything about you. All your fears, insecurities, everyone you love and care about."
Grave no longer holds an ounce of confidence in his body.
"I could kill someone close to you with the snap of my fingers." I tell him while snapping.
"Please don't!" He begs.

I look through some of his recent memories to see that he has a wife and daughter living in a camp of some sort. Probably a camp of traitors.
A memory appears in my vision of his wife laying in a bed, sick, with Grave holding her hand.
The smirk on my face grows into a large psychotic smile.

"I'm sure your wife wouldn't mind being put out of her pain."
I can see dark blue tears well up in his blood red eyes.

Looking through some more of his memories I see his daughter getting mad at her mother and father.

"Or maybe I'll make your daughter kill your wife. Then you'll have to watch your own daughter get executed for murder." I suggest.
He shakes his head.
"I'll do anything! Just don't hurt my family!" He pleads.
"See hears the thing Mr. Grave." I walk closer to him.
"I don't think you'll do anything unless I show you I mean business." His eyes widen again and his dark blue tears leave streaks down his cheeks.
"Please no!"
I chuckle.
"You're going to see that I mean business Mr. Grave."
I pull up a large screen on front of him and then cast a spell so he can't move, turn his head, or blink.
"What are you doing?!" He shouts.
"I think you know what I'm doing." I let out a deep and evil laugh before leaving his dream and entering his daughters mind.

「WARNING⚠ - IF YOU DON'T LIKE MURDER AND ALL THAT JAZZ, PLEASE SKIP THE REST OF THIS CHAPTER!! IF YOU CHOOSE TO CONTINUE THEN IT IS NOT MY FAULT IF YOU GET DISTURBED!!!」

His daughter, Nev, is sitting around a small fire, eating a spoonful of gross food with other demons.
Immediately I take over her body with no problems.
"I'm going to check on my mother." I tell them.
They nod and go back to whatever meaningless conversations they were having before. Making her get up and walk to where her and her mother are staying, I make her search around for a knife.
"Has to be one somewhere around here."
After digging through some things I find one.
"Ah ha!"
The knife glints in the dull light making me, her, smile.
"I mean business Mr. Grave." I say and walk into the to where his wife lays on a small cott, half asleep.
"Nev?" She asks as I walk up to her.
Seeing the evil smile on my, Nev's, face she shakes with fear.
"Your not Nev." She says, her eyes wide.
"Correct."
I hold up the knife above her and she tries to get up but I cast a spell on her so she can't move.
"What type of monster are you?!" She yells.
"The worst kind." I say.
"Now smile! Your husband's watching." I tell her.
"HELP!!!" She screams as I stab the knife right into her throat.
Her eyes widen and her screaming stops.
I then pull out the knife and continuously stab her over and over again on her chest while laughing like a maniac.
"DO YOU BELIEVE ME NOW
MR. GRAVE?!" I shout, knowing he and others around here can hear me.
Using Nev's weird magic of making things grow, I make a vine grow through her mother's chest and start ripping her apart while I laugh.
In the back of her head I can hear her screaming and crying.
People then slam open the door.
"What the hell?!" A man shouts before him and a few others tackle her.
I continue the laugh before deciding this is my time to go.
I then exit Nev's body and take in her mother's magic as I leave and enter Grave's dream again.