The Human Race | Darkiplier X Reader

| THIRTY-TWO |

Y/n's POV

"What are you starring at Human?" Dark asks rather harshly.
"N-nothing!" I say, breaking out of my thoughts about the two.
"Stop scaring the poor girl." Anti scolds Dark.
"Whatever. I have to get to work." He says, walking out the room.
The second the door closes, Anti turns to me with a smirk on his face. I take a step back, terrified of what this demon could possibly be thinking about.
His smile is psychotic looking.

Is he going to kill me.

He then appears right in front of me and pokes my cheek.
"You're so adorable!" He cheers.

Did a demon just call me adorable?

Anti frowns.
"Is there something wrong with that?" He asks.
I jump a bit. I guess he reads minds too.
"N-no!" I quickly reply.
The last thing I want is to upset a man that can probably snap my neck with his index finger and thumb. We continue to stare at each other for a bit when a watch looking thing on his writs begins to beep. He looks down at it and I hear a small voice coke from it.

"If you're listening Mr. Lucifer King, can you please let me die? My meany master is whipping me and it hurts so badly. I can't stop crying and Mommy is screaming. Daddy is banging on the door and he'll probably get whipped later too. Please Mr."

I stare at Anti in disbelief as the little boy's voice comes through the watch thing.
"You're the King?" I ask.
He laughs.
"What? We're you raised in a hole in the ground? Everyone know that Lucifer is the King."
He continues to laugh at me.
"Then you work for the King?"
He shakes his head.
"Dark does, but I don't. Now stop asking questions. I'm taking you to PewDIE's house. Maybe you and his human can play."
I give him a weird look as he grabs my arm.
"Hold your breath." He says.
I do so and green smoke surrounds us. I can feel it comb through my hair and hit my eyes.
When it clears up, we're in a huge looking house. Even bigger than the one I was in before.
"PewDIE!" Anti shouts.
The man from before enters the room and rolls his eyes when he sees me.
"What?" He snaps.
"Can you watch Y/n while I go to work?" He asks.
PewDIE scoffs.
"I'm not a petsiter, but whatever. Put her in the play room down the hall." PewDIE tells Anti before walking away.
Anti nods and grabs my arm, leading me down the hallway.
"Be good. When PewDIE is sad he gets very angry and irritable." He says as we stop in front of a large white door.
"Alright." I gulp.
"Just play with Marzia. She's nice, you'll like her."
The large and heavy looking door then swings open on its own causing me to jump a bit.
Anti chuckles before pushing me into the room.
"Have fun!" He says and the door slams shut.
I sigh and look around the room.
I see a girl starring at me from the corner of the room.
She has long brown hair and chocolate brown eyes.
"Is Master replacing me?" I hear her mumble softly to herself.

I've been here for only half a day and I already am wondering what I got myself into.

Dark's POV

"Whatever. I have to get to work." I say and leave the room, slamming the door behind me.

What is going on with me?
Why am I feeling like I need to hate this human?

Just because humans weird me out, doesn't mean I hate all of them. I wish they could walk among us sometimes. That's a thought that could get me killed. Some of them are alright and that human seems nice. For some reason though, my brain doesn't want me to be nice to her.
It's odd.
Out of nowhere my hologramet goes off.

"Please some demon help me! My Master is whipping my child and it's so painful to watch! All he did was take an extra piece of bread! He's only six!!!! He didn't know!"

A woman's pained prayer to the King comes through. I smirk as I think of all the possible outcomes thus could have. I'm about to walk downstairs when green smoke comes from under the guest bedroom door.

Anti must have gotten a job also. Maybe I should check on the human.

I open the door to see the room's empty.

I guess he took her somewhere.

Turning the doorknob, I pull the wooden door shut and head downstairs before letting my black smoke engulf me.

When the smoke clears I'm in an old looking basement. I can see the small boy, who has his hands tied to a support beam, getting whipped by his Mater. In the corner I see who I'm guessing is the mother. She's tied to a chair and crying. She can't even look away because something is holding her head in place.
I can hear pounding on the door that leads to the basement.

What a predicament.

Finally making myself visible to the human woman, her eyes widen. I put my finger over my lips in a shushing motion and she does so.

Hello Jenavieve

Her eyes widen once again as I speak into her mind.

We can talk like this. How do you want me to help?

Just stop my Master from hurting him! He doesn't deserve this!

I hear her think.
I nod to her and turn around when I see Anti standing in front of the boy. I furrow my eyebrows and stand there for a moment, just starring at him.

Dark?

He asks, finally noticing me.
I nod.

What are you doing here?

I could ask the same.

I'm answering this kids cry for death.

I'm answering his mother's cry for me to help him.

We both stare at each other for a moment as both the woman and the boy stare at us with tears in their eyes.

This is quite a predicament we have here.