Story Disclaimer: I do not own any of the games (and/or their respective characters) that will be mentioned in this story. I also do not own any YouTube material that may be referenced.

**Author's Note (Please Read!): Hey guys, welcome to the story. Before you start, there are a few things you need to know. First of all, I won't be developing Sam's character very much. This is because I would like you as readers to put yourself in her shoes. Instead of reading about some girl who is lucky enough to go through this experience, I would like you to imagine that you are the main character, and everything in this story is happening to you. Since FF doesn't allow second person POV (aka "You" statements), I want this to be the closest thing to it, so you still feel like you are in the story. Secondly, I would like to make it clear that the character's opinions are not my own. I love both Mark and Jack to death, and I love them equally. Lastly, after reading this chapter it might seem like the story is going to be more Mark-oriented. I promise, the plot is focused around Jack and the main character. Just stick with me for a few chapters :) Enjoy!

"speech"

thought

"And as always, I will see you in the next video. Buh-bye!"

Sam closed her laptop with a smile. Watching Mark's videos always helped her wind down after a long day of school. She was nearing the end of her final year of college, and finals were looming over her head. Everything seemed to be moving so quickly, sometimes she felt like she was losing herself in the hustle and bustle of her life. But the moment she hit play on a Markiplier video, she could feel her stress melt away. Watching him act like a complete goofball on screen always made her laugh, and laughter was release that was much needed.

"Sam! Dinner!" her mother's voice cut into her train of thought.

"Coming!" she responded.

When she reached the bottom of the stairs, her mother poked her head out from the kitchen. "Could you tell William that dinner is ready please?"

Visibly irritated, Sam turned around and bounded up the stairs. "Sorry…" she heard her mother say from the bottom.

Her older step brother was a disgusting human being. At 30 years old, the only thing he had accomplished in his life was becoming addicted to video games while living off of their parents' money and hospitality. He was rude, inconsiderate, and selfish. She couldn't stand him.

She knocked twice before opening the door. "Food's ready, Will."

For once, he didn't appear to be playing a video game. He was nose deep into one computer, while another computer was playing a video beside him. "Not hungry," he grunted.

Sam listened to the audio from his second computer and realized she recognized the voice. She heard the ending of an outro, "And I will see all you dudes in the next video!"

"Is that Jack?"

"What's it to you?" he snapped, glancing up from the first computer.

"You don't even like Jack."

"I don't like that piece of shit you call Markiplier either. But you know what they say," he pushed his glasses up his nose and refocused on his screen, "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer."

She didn't like the sound of that. It sounded far more hostile than his normal snarkiness, and sent chills up her spine. "He's obviously not a piece of shit if he has close to 14 million subscribers. What do you have, like 10?" Her brother spent 99% of his time trying to make it big as a YouTube gamer. She had to admit, he was good at what he did, but she didn't believe he deserved the success he desired. YouTubers like Mark used their popularity to do good things for the world, while her brother was in it only for the money and fame.

"For your information, I have 109 subscribers. I'll probably make it to 110 by the end of the day." He turned to his second computer screen and sneered. "Jacksepticeye's channel is growing really fast, and he doesn't even make good content. He's not even good at gaming. None of these dimwits are."

Sam didn't really care for Jack; His style of commentary was a little too loud and rambunctious for her taste. However, she completely disagreed with her brother. Both Jack and Mark were experienced gamers, and deserved every subscriber they had.

"If these idiots were gone, people could spend more time focusing on REAL gamers, like me," Will said, clenching his fists.

"Well, maybe if you spent less time being a jealous prick and more time making better content and connecting with your subscribers, you'd get more attention. Mark and Jack are both decent, admirable gamers. Just deal with it." Sam ignored the malicious stare she received in response to her comment. "Anyway, like I said, food's ready."

Her brother rose to his feet and stood directly in front of her, putting one hand on the open door. Slowly, he leaned down to whisper in her ear, "I hope you're enjoying your little 'gamers' now, Sam. They won't be around for long." And with that, he slammed the door in her face.

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Later that night, Sam lay awake in bed. It was two o'clock in the morning and she had class later that day, but her mind was racing. There was something extremely unsettling about the way her brother had spoken to her. The look in his eyes… his emotions looked deeper than normal jealousy. It seemed like he really, truly hated Jack with a burning passion. He exhibited a great amount of dislike for Mark as well, but the majority of the hatred seemed to be directed towards the former. As much of a low life as her step brother was, he was a mastermind. He was extremely skilled with technology. After reanalyzing the situation, she began to get worried. I hope he isn't up to anything, she thought before she drifted into sleep.

I know intro/plot development chapters are a pain to get through, but I hope you enjoyed anyway. Feel free to leave a review, let me know how you like it so far :) Constructive criticism is always welcomed, it helps me develop my writing skills :) I also forgot to mention, I'll be using Jack instead of Sean for about half of the story. There's a reason for it, and if you're super duper curious as to why just ask and I'll be happy to explain it :) Thanks for reading!