You held your breathe as you saw feet pass by the cupboard you had managed to fit in, seeing a faint red and blue surround it. That wasn't normal, that wasn't normal!

You couldn't remember anything after being knocked out for a span of time. You're not even sure as to who knocked you out. All you knew was that Mark was not a fan of him and was actually trying to fight him off, all the while the man chuckled darkly and threw him like a twig. A 28 year old man was picked up by this guy and tossed. Like a twig.

What kind of man-or whatever he was-had that kind of strength?

You didn't even think to call the police at the time as you were too stunned on your boyfriend getting beaten up to a pulp right before your eyes. All you could do was stare, as if your own body didn't want to react. This pit of darkness seemed to grow in your stomach as you saw the man draw blood from him.

Eventually Mark had finally stopped fighting back and the man stood up. At that point you finally regained your frozen limbs and made a dash for the door but before you could reach it, somehow he was already standing there, waiting for you. He reached his arms around you and you struggled harshly, trying to get out of his grasp...but...he didn't let you go.

Instead what ended up happening was he grabbed you fully with one arm and used his other now free hand to pinch the nerve on your neck that sent your consciousness away…

And then, you woke up in a new room. A room that was covered in pitch black walls and the bed sheets: an intimate red. And Mark or that man was nowhere in sight…

But you weren't going to sit around and await his return.

And that's how you found yourself here in this cupboard. During your search, things went awry and you found that someone had returned home. Someone you didn't want to meet. So, you hid as a logical response...but was it right?

...Or would you be in more trouble?

You watch the feet pause near you before turning around and leaving the kitchen. Or so you hoped.

You slowly let the cupboard open and that's when you see it: an open window. An exit!

Slowly but surely you got out of the cupboard and as you made sure to look around, you froze. Because right behind you, sitting on the counter, was the man from before.

Your breath hitched and you tried to make a dash for the window but at that moment there was a "SNAP!" and the window was closed off.

You turned around and in that same moment, the man slowly began walking up to you, a grin beginning to form on his pale features...his familiar pale features…

You realized he had finally made his way over to you and had you pressed against the counter. "Hello darling…" he greeted softly, moving his hand up to your face. You flinched and looked away from him in fear...but then felt his hand gently cup your face and turn you back to him. You began shaking softly as you stared into the face of a man who shared your own boyfriend's face...the same boyfriend this man beat up.

"Don't be scared darling, I won't hurt you...as long as you are good." With this, he slightly gripped your face tighter to get the point across, to which you only nodded hesitantly. You didn't know who or what he was but something told you to not anger him or you may end up like your boyfriend-or worse.

His eyes began to trail up and down your body longingly. He hummed softly. "Ah...you are so much more beautiful than that man could ever describe you to be…" he muttered, seeming to be almost gazing through you and managing to light your cheeks lightly-despite the circumstances you were currently in.

As he was looking, you gained the courage to ask, "Wh-Who are you?"

He paused his search and let go of your cheek. Then, he took your hand in his cold one and raised it up to his lips. "Some know me as Darkiplier but you may call me Dark." He softly placed his cold lips on your skin, making you tingle at the sudden touch. 'Why-Why doesn't this man have any warmth?'

He smirked softly against your hand and lowered it down. "Well (y/n), it's because I'm not human."

You pulled your hand away and your eyes widened. "Y-You can hear my thoughts?"

He chuckled and held your hips lightly, gazing into your soul almost. "Oh darling, there is much more that I can do besides that…" he growled softly.

You tensed at his touch and tried to pull away once more but he wouldn't let you move. "L-Let me go," you stuttered.

He shook his head. "No...I don't want to." He began to run his fingers through your hair, going from the top of your head to the ends of your hair. He smiled softly at this. "Soft as silk…"

You breathed and dared to ask, "D-Dark...wh-why am I here? Where's Mark?"

He paused his movements and then went for your face again, grabbing it harshly and glaring at you with dark depths. "Don't you DARE speak his name around me!" You trembled in fear and nodded quickly, whimpering in his grip. Then, he sighed and let you go. "...I wanted you. And Mark was in the way of me having you...And so, I have simply 'removed' the problem." He looked over to you and caressed your face softly. "He could never take care of someone like you like I can…"

You moved away from him. "Wh-What if I don't want you?"

"..." He moved closer to your face and as you tried to back away, he pulled you closer to him where you were practically touching noses. "Then you will learn to want me," he commanded sternly.

You shook and then tried to push him away, crying out. You managed to get him to let you go and you ran for the window, trying to pry it open. "HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME!" you cried out to the window, trying to pry it open...but...that's when you finally noticed it…

There was nothing outside. It was like a white canvas: a blank space with potential but holding nothing all at once. A blankness that seemed to laugh and mock your very existence as you saw Dark glaring at you from behind in the reflection.

You yelped as he pulled at your (h/c) hair and brought you backwards and onto the ground. Your back and butt rang with pain as he forcefully began pulling you by the hair to an unknown location. You fought and struggled, trying to get the monster to release your hair but the more you tried, the tighter his grip got, the more pain seemed to increase on your head as you cried out.

Eventually you felt yourself going into a room and he suddenly picked you up and threw you on the same red bed you were on when you came.

He closed and locked the door behind him and began to make his way to you quickly, scaring you and causing you to try and run but he didn't let you.

He grabbed your arm and brought you back onto the bed, hard. You looked up and tried to fight him as he began grabbing your hands and bounding them up in rope. "You think you have any right to hurt your master like that?" he yelled at you angrily as he secured the bonds around you and attached them to the bed.

You tried to kick him but this only made him angrier as he pulled out a knife and positioned it near your neck. "Be still!" You froze and stopped your movement. As he had you like this, you felt something like cold tendrils take hold of your ankles and begin bounding them to the other side of the bed. "...I didn't want to have to hurt you but you tried to escape. I have to make sure you don't do that again."

Your eyes widened and you shook your head. "N-No, please. I-I'll be good," you tried but he simply shook his head.

"I see your thoughts...I know you won't be good unless I punish you for your actions."

He got off of you and laid the blade against your arm and you looked at him pleadingly. But, without warning he sliced against it and you screamed. Then he went for your leg and lightly embedded into it and you cried out again.

He continued this multiple times before stopping and letting the knife rest on the bedside table. Then, he undid the ropes holding you and you went into a fetal position. He laid down next to you and held you close. "I'm sorry my dear. I didn't want to have to do that to you but you had to learn...You have to be obedient if you want to be treated nicely. Next time-" his dark gaps bored into your eyes menacingly "-WiLl Be WoRsE. Got it?" You nodded quickly and retreated back down into his chest.

He smirked softly and pet you. "See? There's no need for pain. I can take care of you (y/n). All you need to do is give me a chance. Understand?" You nodded, not wanting to anger him further.

He smiled softly and lifted your head, exposing your tear stained face which he wiped gently. Then, he lowered his head down to yours and connected your lips with his cold ones. You shivered slightly in his grasp and stopped as he pulled away, still smiling. "Even better than what I imagined…" He ran his fingers through your hair once more. "Don't worry (y/n), I will take care of you. And maybe even one day, you will learn to want me." His eyes seemed to darken as a smirk ran on his face. "Fully."

Word Count: 1,711

A.N. I feel like I should write a fluff for this guy. Everything's been related to some sort darkness for him. He's Dark enough already X'D

Dark: ...Die.

Anyway, EZRA, WHERE THE HELL DID THIS BOOK ERUPT FROM?! ERR...I have actually been posting this on my other sites but not on here ^^'

But! Updates are every 2 weeks for this one, so...yeah...Hope y'all are enjoying! ^^

Anywho, LOVE Y'ALL! BYEEEEE!