This is one of my stories from tumblr and recently on quotev too. :) I hope you all enjoy this! Oh and don't be a ghost reader! Leave your thoughts around haha.
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This was not expected.
You wouldn't call it a mistake, just a hasty decision that was meant to have a long hard think on. Maybe if you had done that, you wouldn't be in this situation in another entity's world stuck until he decides to let you go.
Yet you are.
"Y/N," He whispers you name in your ear, the smirk clear on his face. Of course he can feel the fear you still held towards him, he can also see the effect he on on you. "You like this, don't you?"
Yes. But you weren't about to tell him that, not in a million years. Even though you shouted out an "N-no!" he continued with his ministration. His hands caressing your body and making small sounds bubble in your throat that you refused to let out.
It's not quite a long story as to how you ended up in this situation. With a man - no, demon - that was as charming as he is handsome. With a deep voice that sent chills down your spine and goosebumps to rise on your skin in both a good and bad way.
And it's all because that damn deal.
It was a regular day in your life. Waking up, taking a shower, dress, eat, record. You were a youtuber, having gotten into it thanks to your best friend who, unlike you, was a highly well known youtuber. His name?
Mark Fischbach - Markiplier.
You've known each other a bit before he started his own channel, and is currently rooming with him until you finally find a place of your own. While he says he doesn't mind, you still think it would be better - he has a girlfriend after all. You shouldn't be third wheeling it involuntarily in their home.
Today, you woke up later than usual, having stayed up almost the whole night. You didn't really want to get up, but you did anyway and did your usual morning routine. The kitchen was your next stop, where you casually grabbed a bowl of cereal sitting down and eating it.
That's when you started to notice that something was... off.
The house that's always lively from morning to night was silent. Well, void of any human appearances and voices besides your own. There was the distinct sound of Chica barking out in the backyard though.
but it wasn't her regular bark, it sounded more like a growling bark. Curious, you stand up and follow the sound of Chica all the way to the backyard where you found Mark and Amy there - Chica was barking and growling at... Mark!?
"Hey, what's going on?"
Amy held her hands up, a warning, frighten look on her pretty features that made you halt in your steps. Amy and Chica were facing you, you were facing Mark's back.
"Stay there, Y/N!" She told you, eyes wide. "That's not Mark!"
No he wasn't, and you were started to realize this when a low chuckle left from 'Mark' and you realized just who you three were dealing with. Mark has many alter egos that were special and unique in their own way.
However, there were two that were able to take control often that Mark struggles sometimes to keep them from getting out. One of them was Wilford warfstache, who was basically an unstable person.
While he was frightening in his own way, since he was very unpredictable and impulsive, you would rather have him then the one in front of her now. Actually, you'd rather have any other one but this one.
Darkiplier.
He was the fucking worst.
The clothing Mark was wearing started to glitch out, rapidly switching from his t shirt and pants to a nice looking suit with a red tie, the outfit that stuck around. Mark - Dark rolled his neck, a crack can be hear when it rolled to the right, then he stood tall.
Confidence, power, danger radiated off of him and a smirk can be heard in his voice as he greeted the frozen stilled blonde before him. "Hello, Amy." This was only the second time they were meeting.
You and Dark had met a few too many times before. Along with the other alto's of course, it wasn't just him.
"Bring back Mark..." Her voice wavered as Amy tried to put up a brave front against the intimidating man before her. "Bring him back now!"
Oh no, you thought worriedly as she ordered him. One of the many reasons that made Dark so frightening was his unadulterated rage that burned inside of him like an eternal lava.
Dark took a deep breath as he started to glitch between his calm front to that rage he tried desperately to keep hidden from potential targets. As he spoke, his voice started out calm, and underling of a sweet tone.
"Poor poor Amy," Dark shook his head. "Do you honestly think that you can order me!?" His voice fluttered between his sweet tone to the burning rage, his word bitting out and striking Amy who visibly flinched from his tone.
Dark started to stalk up at Amy, Chica barking more intently, both girls backing up as he got closer You panic where you stood, unsure of what to do You couldn't let Amy get hurt, even if it was Dark's fault, Mark will be blaming himself for anything that happens to her.
"Dark! You leave her alone."
You watched as he halted in his steps before slowly turning around to face you. Recognition flashed through his onyx eyes - making you miss the warm brown of your friends -and the glitching momentarily stopped.
"My dear Y/N." He said in such a seductive tone that made you shiver. Yet you stood your ground and glared. "It's so... nice to see you again. Did you miss me?"
"Not really, maybe you should go away longer. How about... Forever? That sounds good -" You stopped short, taking in a sharp intake of breath when Dark was suddenly close in front of you.
You can feel when he took a breath and the air of it when he exhaled, that was how close he was. And it unnerved you. Dark lifted his right hand, brushing his knuckles against your cheek.
You jerk your head back, making him chuckle.
"I could always give my attention to Amy ins-"
"No!" you automatically grabbed his arm when he turned toward your friend. "What you can do is bring back Mark." You then add, "Please." In hopes of not setting him off.
"Please," He mocked "What do I get if I do? Stuck in that void with false promises to be freed!?" He yelled. "I am not leaving this time. Mark will be the one locked away for a very long time. Dark said that last part slowly, a sinister tone in his voice and in his features.
No, that can't happen mark was needed here. Everyone loved him. His family, friends, Amy, you...
"How about a deal?" You weren't thinking, just blurting out whatever came to mind first. " You and the other Alters leave Mark alone untilhe allows you control."
Dark looked intrigued. "What do you have to offer, Y/N? A trade for a trade."
You gulped, body tensed in the serious moment. Glancing over at Amy with Chica still bravely protecting her, your friend shakes her head, telling you no to what ever plan you had in your head But that's the thing, you didn't have a plan, it was all happening without a thought
"...Myself."
He chuckled.
"Baby, you have no idea what your getting yourself into."
Dark raised his hand once again, then snapped his fingers. The colors around you seemed to drain and a monochrome took over it, with a hint of red outlining everything in it You looked at Dark to see him looking like everything else was turning, but the darkness around him made him look even more intimidating.
Looking over at Amy, you see that ehr and Chica were safe, and fully colored still, looking as normal as ever. And then Mark was there, looking around in confusion until his eyes spotted you and Dark.
The last thing you see is their worried looks and a shout of your name followed by Chica's barking then everything went black.