Markiplier vs. Darkiplier: The Oneshot

Night 5

Mark woke up with Demon crouched over him and in the middle of throwing Light across the room. After letting Light go, he turned to Mark, smiled and stepped off the couch.

King Dark appeared and stood behind Mark, putting his staff over Mark and in front of the couch and glared at Demon.

“How are your scars doing?” He taunted, tilting his head to one side, smiling.

King Dark stood patiently and stepped to the side for Light’s fire ball to fly past him. Demon dodged it but part of his side was burned. He glared at Light and charged at him.

King Dark stepped in front of Mark as the two flew through the wall and into the sky.

Light flew up into the sky and away from everything else. Demon followed and matched Light in speed. He ran on the air with a never ending layer of black tendrils. He used these tendrils to steer him in the air and keep him up there.

Dark looked at Hero and Tim. “My turn,” he growled and charged at them. Hero shoved Tim to one side and dodged to the other. Dark crashed into the wall leaving an indent, turned around and threw a black tendril ball at Hero.

The impact threw him through the glass windows and outside with the others.

Dark turned to Tim, “Time to get rid of you once and for all,” he yelled, gathering a smooth black ball in his hand and running at him.

King Dark ran from where he was and tried to intersect the hit but didn’t get there in time. King had managed to drive his staff into Dark’s stomach, cracking some of the teeth, but couldn’t stop the flying ball of darkness. Dark’s ball sailed from his hand and into Tim’s neck. The ball held him to the wall, dangling and struggling.

“Tim!” Mark yelled from his half standing position by the couch.

“Mark, no!” King Dark yelled from his hold on Dark.

Mark’s internal conflict gave Dark enough time to react to King Dark, throwing him off and running to the wall with claws extended.

“Dark!” Mark shouted angrily from his stance and glared at Dark.

Dark stopped mid step, mid strike and froze completely right before impact. Tim had looked away and closed his eyes. Dark struggled to even turn to Mark.

“Don’t. You. Dare.” Mark’s glare pierced right through Dark’s eyes.

“Your anger empowers me, you know.” Dark said, trying to move. When he couldn’t he looked at the hole in the wall. “Maybe it empowers him.”

As he spoke, Hero shouted from outside with Light and were thrown down. Light braced for impact and caught Hero.

Mark put his hand on his side from the result of the impact and stood still.

 “Stop trying help us!” King Dark yelled at Mark. “It’ll only make this worse!” Dark struggled to get away and King Dark readjusted his grip. “It’s my job to keep you alive, Mark!”

Mark grabbed his stomach, screamed in pain and fell to the floor. A moment later Demon fell from the sky.

King Dark helped Mark up and walked him over to the hole in the wall, shielding Mark. Hero was fighting Demon and Light was fight Dark.

He looked back at Tim who had fallen unconscious by where Dark dropped him.

“Why did that hurt?” Mark asked softly as he stood on his own. He jerked to the side when Hero punched Demon in the side.

Dark changed his outfit as he covered himself in tendrils. They moved away and revealed a green cape and some gold colored metal armor.

“That’s actually a really cool outfit,” King Dark said. “Especially the gold horns on the top.”

“He looks like Loki,” Mark grunted. He sat on the ground and waited. All he could do was watch.

Mark watched Demon get back up into the sky and was greeted with a powerful, double fisted punch in the back. Mark lurched forward and was caught by King Dark.

“This can get really bad really fast.” King Dark commented from his crouched position. He threw up his arm to shield them from the incoming wave of energy from the rebound attack from Dark.

Hero grabbed Light’s arm and spun him around. Light slammed his legs into Dark’s neck, throwing him close to the wall of the building. Mark felt the impact in both his neck and his legs. Dark recovered quickly and raised his staff to Light’s chest.

Light stopped his attack, lowered his arm and looked at the tip of the staff near his chest over his dark glasses. The staff glowed blue and soon faded into black. Light took off his sunglasses and looked at Mark in regrettable, sad silence.

“Time to end this once and for all!” Dark shouted and shoved the staff into Light’s chest before Hero could deflect the staff.

Mark and Light screamed in pain. Mark’s scream echoed from the room and out into the sky. The staff had been shoved through his chest and out of his back. Light concentrated long enough to grab the staff and couldn’t let go as its electro-shock reaction hurt him.

Mark was on his knees on the floor, chest pushed out towards the fight, head back. Pain, the only thing he could feel as his mouth hung open in silent screams of agony. King Dark tried to help but was unsure of what he could do. He could only watch in despair as he saw his own hands begin to fade as he reached for Mark.

“King Dark!” Tim yelled as he recovered from Dark’s attack and slowly reacted to everything. He got over to Mark and held him gently in place. Tim watched King Dark fade away with his bright blue eyes. King Dark kept looking at Tim until darkness engulfed him, taking him from this world.

“One down!” Dark said as he took a deep breath in and jerked the staff out of Light’s torso, causing Mark to scream again and fall into Tim’s arms. Light fell out of the sky and into unconsciousness. Hero caught him and looked up at Dark.

Demon went in for the kill, as planned. He dove for Mark and without any interruptions, menacingly slowed down as he approached them. 

            Tim held onto Mark as he lay on the floor and looked at his chest. Mark could only let out short bursts of cries of pain. There was no physical damage to him but he knew Mark had felt it. Mark’s hand found Tim’s and just let it all out. Tim held Mark’s hand with both of his and cried in fear and sadness and clutched onto Mark’s hand like it was the end.