Chapter 1
Mark's POV
I huddled in the corner of my bed. My back against the wall, while my head is against the headboard. I'm holding onto my arms as I shake uncontrollably. But it's not because I'm cold...
I don't quite feel like myself...
I've been having strange dreams lately...
And I feel scared...
Like I'm not alone...
And I'm seeing things in the dark...
I can feel my head twitch inhumanly every so often.
I know... That my fans think that Darkiplier isn't real... God do I wish they hadn't said anything about it... But I won't blame them... They didn't know... They didn't know that He is real...
I haven't talked to anybody, or made any videos for almost 2 weeks... I did make a video exactly two weeks ago... But He showed up way more than He usually does. I think the game was called, Mr. Kitty Saves The World I didn't even think it was going to be that scary of a horror game...
~Two Weeks Ago~
"Hello everybody. My name is Markiplier. And welcome to let's play, Mr. Kitty Saves The World. Ok now, uh, I've been playing a lot of horror games recently. So I wanna take a nice step back cause they're starting to affect my dreams, I'm seeing things out of the corner of my eyes in my own apartment. So, I just wanna play a nice relaxing game where I can show you guys some real commentary in the gaming and the in sites behind the indie game world. So, lets get started." I pressed start, and the title went everywhere. "Oh no! Not again! Aghhh! Ok so obvi- What the Hell?! Ha ha. Uh... AHH! Ok, so obviously I was lying before and - What the Heelll!? What is that? Ahh! I'm getting stuck on furniture. I-jes- You're not giving me enough time man, just give me more time to jump over stuff. That's not a Mr. Kitty. That's not a kitty that I want. Ahh, preemptively jump. Wha- 21? What do those mean? I don't know. Preemptively jump! I'm going off the screen. I'm going off the screen guys. What the Hell?!" I could hear my voice starting to sound static-y. The screen turned purple.
In a static-y voice my video started again.
"Hello everybody, my name is Markiplier. And welcome to let's play."
"Help me..." I begged.
"Mr. Kitty Saves The World. Now, I've been playing a lot of horror games recently, and they're starting to affect my life...
Umm, I can see things out of the corner of my eyes. I've got nightmares. So I just wanted to take a step back and to play a nice, relaxing indie game with an old school feel to it and give you guys a taste to what real gaming commentary is all about. So lets get in-"
~Present Day~
I've been trying to avoid anything, and I'm paranoid about everything. I've never been this scared before. All I can do is shake as I try to wait it out. I just hope I don't have to wait long... And I hope no one has to see me like this...
Yami's (Aaron's) POV
I guess I was really jet lagged as I yawned making my tea. As my water was heating up, I think about what I'm gonna do today. "I know," I say aloud. "Maybe I should go to Mark's and see how he's doing. Speaking of Mark, I haven't heard anything from him for at least a week, no video, no text, nothing. Maybe I should hurry up and get ready.
~10 minutes later~
Ok, I think I'm ready. I text Wade and Bob as a joke, saying if I don't text back tonight. Go to Mark's house to save me.
I get into the rental car that I got, and made my way to his house. Half way there, Bob called me. "Hey Bob," I said cheerfully. "Hey Yami," Bob said. "I got your text... So you're going to go over to Mark's?" Bob asked. "Yep, and since I'll be in America for a while I can lay back a bit. And visit my American friends without rushing myself." I said smiling. "Yeah, that's good... Yami... Just a heads-up, Mark's acted like this before, and I had to help him... So, I'm just gonna give you a heads-up. Mark isn't like himself..." Bob trailed off. "Well, I'm at his house... So I guess I'll talk to you later." I said saying bye as I hung up. I turned the car off, and got out.
I take in a deep breath before I let it out slowly. I walk up to the door and knock.
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Markiplier's Darker Side
FanfictionMark hasn't been himself lately... He needs help. He's starting to break. But is it because he's under pressure... Or is it because there's something demonic in the shadows. Is time just about out for him to find help, or is it already too late to s...