Billy: You're doing this?

I am totally doing this

Billy:...you'd better not kill me

I own none of these Youtubers, they are their own people

"...but THANK YOU GUYS, somuchforwatchingthisvideo! If you liked it, PUNCH that like button, IN THE FACE, LIKE A BOSS! AND! Highfivesallaround! Whipush! Whipush! So THANK YOU GUYS andIwillseeallyoududes. IN THE NEXT VIDEO!"

Jacksepticeye sighed and rubbed his head. "Imma go make some bacon now!" With that, he saved the footage and turned off the camera. He stood up and stretched, walking to the kitchen to make bacon. What? He wanted bacon.

There was a Sam Septiceye about the size of a baseball sitting on the counter. Jack put Sam on his shoulder as turned the stove on. Once the bacon was done, Jack, also known as Sean, put it on a plate and walked back to his recording room to edit the footage.

Sean nearly dropped his plate when he stepped back in. There was someone in the room. Someone very familiar looking. He stood at average height for a human adult male, with brown hair and a white helmet. He wore a blue suit and was standing on a segway.

"Steve?" squeaked out Sean.

Steve nodded. "Hey, Jack." He looked around. "So, this is where you record. Nice place." He looked at the pile of Sams in the corner. "Wow, that's...why do you need so many Sams? It's like a small army!" He turned around and yelped. "That one's huge! Where did these all come from?"

Sean shrugged. "Most of them got sent to me by subscribers. I have Sams for days!" He pumped his fist for emphasis. "So, Steve, how'd you get here? Shouldn't you be doing a spikefall or something?"

Steve blinked and dug into his suit pocket. "Right! I have a message for you!"

"From who?" Sean asked.

Steve shrugged as he pulled out a large, fancy looking scroll. "I don't know. Some lady in a blue dress. She never said her name." He opened the scroll and cleared his throat. "Brave young warrior-"

"Wrong person, sorry," interrupted Sean.

"Nope, she mentioned you by name. Anyways...Brave young warrior, I sincerely hope this message reaches you. You have been chosen for a great task due to your great talent."

"Are you sure you have the right person?"

"You may not know this, but your universe is not the only one that exists. There exist a multitude of universes, some similar to yours, most very different. Some are similar to the games you have played. All of them are in danger from a dangerous enemy. You are the first of an expedition that is to recruit other warriors to save the multiverse. I will give you more information later.

Wherever you find a warrior, there will also be a clue pointing to the next. This is done for their protection. This is the first clue. Good luck.

R"

After Steve finished reading, the scroll vanished in a puff of gold dust, leaving behind a small pink scrap. Steve held it up, revealing it to be a pink mustache. "Well, this is irritatingly obvious," said Steve.

"I'll call Mark," said Sean, moving toward his computer.

"No need," said Steve. "The lady put something on my segway that makes me warp around. We could go there right now!"

Sean looked at Sam, who looked back at him and squeaked. "Sam's right, won't it be a little small?"

Steve shrugged. "Shouldn't be too difficult to fit two people on it. Not if we squish."

Sean tucked Sam in his pocket so he wouldn't get lost and grabbed his hat. "What are we waiting for then!" He jumped on the segway, grabbing the left side of the handlebar. "Remember Steve-"

"I know," Segway Spikefall Steve replied.

"SPEED IS KEY!" they shouted as they vanished in a sphere of blue light.

Who is the enemy? Who is "R"? How is Sam alive? Are all the Sams alive? What will Mark's reaction be?

Tune in next time to see more!