A/N

I've loved watching Pewdiepie play Amnesia forever now, and I wanted to write something about it. I had no idea what though, but eventually this came to be.

And I know I'm supposed to be working on NarEater right now, but I literally do have writers block... I'll still finish it of course! :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Amnesia, Pewdiepie or his characters. I so wish I did. 3

Chapter 1 The beginning

Dashing from room to room, Pewdiepie desperately tried to escape the unknown creature only a few ways behind. He could hear its low, antagonizing moan as it tried to reach him before Pewdie could reach the door. Most of the doors led to dead ends or other surprise traps that he was sure would end in his death. His breathe continued to hurl out in fear as he nearly tripped over the one thing he hated, a barrel. They were fiends in his eyes. Nasty little vermin that gave away every single movement. It was how the monster found him, or so he liked to think. He liked to think the barrels were alive telling the monsters his exact location. That it wasn't just a monster scenting him out easily. This way of thinking, despite the ruckus he usually made, actually brought a little sanity back into his mind.

The creature growled picking up pace and Pewdiepie couldn't help but holler in fear when his hands hit the handle of the door. "Somebody! I don't want to die!" He cried, his hands fumbling with the doorknob. It wouldn't open. Closer. Closer the beast got. "Help!" He cried. It still wouldn't open. Just when he could feel a pair of long, sharp claws poking at his neck, a loud shout came from behind. Screaming and ducking as the monster roared, he was sure it was all about to end.

"What are you doing? Get out of here! Now! I'll catch up." Pewdiepie looked up from his position and turned around cautiously. A golden man covered in a bright outfit whipped his sword to battle the sharp nails of the monster. "Hurry up!"

Without a word, Pewdiepie ran off leaving the mysterious man to fight the ravenous beast that haunted him so much. He didn't stop moving through the pitch hallways until he was sure that the loud screeches echoing around the mansion were out of ears reach. Surely it would draw the attention of the others lurking around the corridors, so he decided to stay wary. "Who was that man?" He whispered kicking a chunk of wood off the balcony and into the dining room.

"Ouch!" Pewdie's eyes widened looking over the edge a bit frightened. He didn't want to face another encounter with that thing. "Hey you! What did you do that for?"

"Oh, I'm sorry!" He called back surprised to see another man standing there holding his head. A pair of dark shades hung over his eyes. What would a man want to do with shades in this place, he would probably never come to know. "What are you doing in here?"

"Looking for an exit." The guy called back. "Same as you."

"How did you know I was looking for an exit?" Pewdie asked with a suspicious look in his eyes.

"Hey, I've been following you kid. I needed someone to get caught while I collected keys and stuff."

"What? You sent me to my death millions of times I hope you know that! Who are you anyways?" He asked leaning further over the railing to get a better look at the jerk, but his attempts still couldn't get him to see passed the shadow waved over the mysterious guy.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" The man shouted back with an evil glimmer hiding behind his shades. "See you around loser!" With those words, the man ran out into another door that would surely bring thousands of hiding spots.

"What? W-what? Come on!" Pewdie shouted smacking the railing in anger. "Who does he think he is? Luring that monster out to me like that. How long has he been doing that?" He slithered to the ground in anger as he repositioned his headphones around his neck. Did that mean there others lurking around as well?

"Hey there." Pewdiepie just about screamed as he turned around in utter horror. "It's alright! Calm down or else you'll bring the enemy back." It was the golden man from before. For some reason, he found that he recognized his facial features, but he couldn't tell from where. "My name's Stefano. What's yours?"

So I might turn this into a chapter story later, but at the moment I just did a quick little fun thing that came to my mind. I've wanted to do something pewdiepie related for a really long time now.