What Lies in the Dark {Jacksepticeye & Markiplier x child reader}

Someone you've never met?

A/N~ I can't believe someone actually voted on this! Big thanks to @MoonlightGaming3 for the support! Also thanks to @CJSomethin for editing. I really need to get CJ back to editing my chapters.

(Y/N) P.O.V.

Oh my god. I'm in the Markiplier's house. That's why Amy looks so familiar to me. She is his girlfriend, or one of the "Impartial judges" in Markiplier Makes videos.  "(Y/N)?" His voice is cracking, like he is about to cry. What? How does he know my name. I've never met him. "How do you know my name?" I ask. His face falls. I'm confused. I didn't mean to hurt him. "Excuse us," Amy says quickly, "We will be right back." They leave the kitchen. I'm still in awe, but I finish the cookies Amy gave me.

Marks P.O.V.

I can't believe it. (Y/N) is alive! She is somehow here! But she doesn't remember. Amy leads to me to the other room before speaking. "That is the (Y/N) you met in the demon world?" I nod. "How did she get here?" Amy speaks quietly, as if speaking too loud will break something. "She ran away from her parents. She has been living on the streets for a few weeks. Some kids hurt her, and she came to what she thought was a random house. I could tell she wasn't healthy, and asked her to come in." Amy looks very concerned for (Y/N). "We have to help her, Mark."

"I know," I sigh, "I just don't know how." I thought of something, well someone. "We need to call Jack. We can try to regroup her memories. In the meantime, she can stay here." Amy nods, agreeing with me. "You call Jack. I'll go tell (Y/N) where to sleep. It's kinda late." I kiss her forehead before she leaves, and I pull out my phone to call Jack.

Jack P.O.V.

I'm sitting on the couch with Evelien when my phone rings. I apologize to her, then take the phone in another room to answer. It's Mark. Weird. I answer, and I'm immediately swarmed with words I can't understand. "Whoa, Mark! Calm down! What's going on!" He takes a breath before answering with a calmer tone. "Jack, (Y/N) is alive!" I almost drop the phone. My eyes fill with tears of joy. "R-really. How do you know? Is she okay? How'd she get back?" Mark doesn't answer. "Mark answer me!" 

"She doesn't remember anything. She came to my house because she ran away from home, and got hurt by some kids. She thought she was walking to a random person's house. (Y/N) is really thin, probably from lack of food, and has some bruises. She is okay otherwise, I think." I can't believe it. She doesn't remember? What about saving us? The demons? Pushing me through the portal? "Okay, so what now? Dark said we can restore memories, right? How do we do that?" 

"I figured you could come down here for a bit. We can try to recreate moments from the other side. Can you do that?" I think for a moment. It would be hard to throw off my schedule, and leave Evelien like that. "I'll talk to Evelien, but believe me, I will try to be there as soon as possible. Bye Mark." He says his goodbyes, then I hang up. I walk back to the couch. "Hey Evelien?" She can tell I'm nervous, and a bit shaken up. "What's wrong, Sean?" I sigh. "Do you remember when I told about the whole 'being possessed by a demon, and being rescued by a child' thing." She nods, and narrows her eyes. "Yes, what about it Sean?" I look at her. "Mark found that child. She's alive, but she doesn't remember. I want to go back down to L.A. to help Mark restore her memory, but only if that's okay with you." She gave me one of those 'really' looks. "Sean, of course. That child needs all the help you can give her. You seemed so nervous about that." I chuckle. "Well, I just down there a few weeks ago." She give a small laugh and smiles at me. "Go pack a bag. I'm getting you the soonest ticket to L.A. I can." I thank her, and kiss her cheek before going to pack. I text Mark to let him know. This might take awhile.

(Y/N) P.O.V.

Amy came back to the kitchen. I was rinsing the plate she had given me. "You don't have to clean that. We can take care of it." I shrug. "I had chores back with my parents." She frowns. "C'mon, I'll show you your room." I nod, and follow her. She leads me to a simple room, but I love it!

"Thank you, Amy, really!" She laughs. "Of course!" I sit on the bed, and she follows my lead. "(Y/N)? I want you to know that Mark and I are going to be here for you. For starters, we need to tell the authorities about your parents. You can't properly be put in a new home without them knowing." I frown, but I know she's right. "I know. I just don't want to face them again." She hugs me, and I return it. "I know. Don't worry about that tonight. Just get some sleep." I thank her. She left, and I pull out "pj's" from my bag. everything was clean because laundromats rule. I fall into a uneasy sleep. I guess it will take awhile for me to be comfortable again.

Mark P.O.V.

I look into (Y/N)'s room. (Y/N) had a small stuffed (F/A) sitting on the bedpost. She looks so upset while she is sleeping, not peaceful. It breaks my heart. I want her to know she's safe here. I wish she remembered.

~~~~~A few days later~~~~~

(Y/N) P.O.V.

Amy was taking me to a mall because, well, my wardrobe consists of three outfits, including my pj's. Mark said he had to go pick someone up from the airport. Amy and Mark have been so nice to me. They've really helped me, although, I still haven't gotten used to being around the Markiplier everyday. The first day with them, we went to the police to make a statement about my parents. They were arrested. I would have had to go to court to testify, but they pleaded guilty. They had no shame for their actions. I would have been put in an orphanage, but Mark and Amy filled out the paper work to be foster parents. How cool would it be if they adopted me? I think it's a bit far-fetched, but a girl can dream, right?

After going to a few stores, I was instantly glad Mark didn't come. I knew we would have had to come in here eventually, but it's just weird. We walk into a store that sold comfy clothing and undergarments. After the painfully slow process, we headed back home. Amy seemed excited for me to meet whoever Mark had picked up from the airport. 

Amy P.O.V.

"Are you ready to meet someone new?" Well not really new. She nods with a bit of enthusiasm. I really hope this works. For her sake, and for Mark and Jack's.