Markiplier's Darker Side

Chapter 5

Mark's POV

I don't even know if I screamed as I shot up in bed. I'm panting as I check my hands and my chest. I'm sweating and I was crying. I got out of bed and ran to the bathroom, and began to dry heave into the toilet. I couldn't handle all the things I just saw and did. I killed thousands of people... and I-I killed Aaron. It was all just too much…

Aaron's POV

My eyes went wide as I stared at this… thing that just stood in the corner. He looked almost exactly like Mark, but this wasn't Mark. He had the same faux hawk, but it was blacker. He had sharp foot long claws. He tilted his head to the right and smiled the creepiest smile, a smile full of sharp teeth. They were white at the top and bottom, but towards the end of each tooth blood was smeared on it. His eyes were just two black abysses that just kept staring at me.

"Hello Yami…" It spoke quietly. "Darkiplier?" I asked horrified. He only smiled wider as he started to move closer. Mark wasn't joking… "This is what's gonna happen, I'm going to try and kill you, you'll probably gonna try to run away. I'm gonna pop up in front of you, and stab you through your heart. Then I can make Mark think that he did it, pulling him even deeper into his own demise." Dark said smiling.

Suddenly Dark stopped moving towards me, instead he looked confused. He grabbed where I think his "heart" might be before he fell to his knees. He looked up at me with a confused but angry face as he disappeared in a cloud of shadows. I jumped as I heard a scream coming from Mark's room. I blinked a couple times, still paralyzed from what I just saw. I shook my head before I was able to move and raced down the hall, towards his room. What the hell happened to Dark? I thought to myself, not that I'm complaining. I forgot to check on Mark. Although I did get a little distracted.

Mark's POV

I sat there breathing hard as I heard footsteps running towards me. I just closed my eyes and slumped tiredly against the wall that was by the toilet. I heard a quiet voice call out my name. I flushed the toilet so he knew I was in here. A few seconds later, I heard a soft knock on the door. "May I come in?" Aaron asked. I cleared my throat, "Ye-yeah." I said, my voice sounding hoarse.

The door creaked open to reveal a somewhat startled Aaron looking around. "I'm down here." I spoke quietly. He looked down before he rushed over towards me. "Oh my Gawd. Ma'k, are you ok? Did you fall or something?" I just smiled slightly and chuckled. He seemed so worried over me. "No, I woke up from a nightmare and got sick from it." As if on cue, images flashed through my mind making me grab the toilet sides once more as I began to dry heave again. I could hear Aaron gasp before I felt him start to rub my back. I felt absolutely horrible.

I sat back down against the wall, breathing hard again. "I'll be right back." Aaron said as he got up and went out the door. I took in a deep breath before I let it out slowly, trying to forget the nightmare that I just had.

I jumped slightly as I was shaken awake. I opened my eyes and looked up to see Aaron looking down at me. "Come on let's get you back to bed." He held out his hand for me to grab. I gladly took the offer, taking his hand and pulled myself up. He put my arm around his shoulder, supporting my weight.

Aaron's POV

When we got to Mark's room, I walked us over towards his bed. I pulled back the covers so that he didn't have to. He smiled and thanked me as he got underneath them and began to drift off to sleep again. I smiled softly and began to walk away, but quickly turned around and rushed back over to him when I heard him start to whimper in his sleep.

"Ma'k, wake up. You're having a nightmare again." I shook him a bit but he just continued to twist and turn, whimpering like he was about to cry again. Trying to think of something else to do, I remembered what Bob said to do if shaking Mark awake didn't work. I got onto the bed and pulled myself closer to Mark. Again holding his head against my chest just like I did when I found him. He stopped moving and just snugged himself into me more. Knowing I wasn't getting out of his grasp anytime soon, I carefully pulled the covers back and over me. As soon as I did, he pulled me even closer to him. It made me feel like I was his giant Tiny Box Tim that would always protect him from the monsters.

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