How the hell am I still getting views and reviews? I haven't posted in like a month. I'm sorry. I've been having anxiety problems lately and…. Well just enjoy please. BTW If you haven't noticed about all of my ideas come from the amazing author, WriteOutASong. PLEASE read her or his fanfic!

Your POV:

Dark loomed over me, staring me down with his glowing red eyes. His hair was falling in front of his right eye. I grimaced and swung the bat at him. I aimed it for his shoulder but he caught it, inches away from impact. It then disappears into a swirl of black smoke. I stare at his empty hand in astonishment, then back to mine.

He chuckles softly and takes my hands, spinning me into close dancing position, holding me close to his chest. It takes me a moment to realize what happened before I try to squirm out with no such luck.

"I hope you know I'm not trying to hurt you. But squirming won't help my opinion." He says calmly, a look of almost innocence washes over his face.

I quickly stop squirming as we began to slowly sway with the music. I look down, studying the tips of my bare feet and his shoes. I try to ignore him like Sean told me to do

"Anti told you about what I can do, correct?" He says, looking at me intently.

I nod slightly. "He told me that you can hurt me. Even in my dreams."

"I couldn't do much harm. Speaking of harm, Mark doesn't seem to want you to know about me. He's acting as if he's forgotten who I am. But how could he forget?" He ends it on that, as if he was expecting me to answer.

"Anyhow, I wouldn't want to harm you. Why would I harm such a beautiful creature?"

Beautiful creature? Is this me going insane or him going insane? I stare back at him with a confused and disgusted look. I realize I acknowledged him and internally face-palmed.

"What are you playing at here?" I ask him

He smirks. "Nothing. I just want to tell you a few more things about your so called friends"

Oh god this again. First that Anti guy and now him. Who the fuck can I trust now?

"Fine. But do we have to dance?"

He gives no reply and starts to talk saying, "Listen to Anti. For once he's actually right."

"About what? You being dangerous?"

"No. That you can't trust them."

"Them?" I say skeptically

"Sean and Mark"

I open my mouth to say something but stop. I'm a little bit intrigued. I want him to continue.

He does. "They want you for the views. If people see that they've met a girl, they'll go insane. Fan fictions and ship names will pop up on every corner. People will beg to see more of you. They want you just for popularity."

"But how can you-"

"I'm in Mark's mind [Y/N]." He says flatly but seriously. "I can see his every action, every thought, and every fear."

Dark smiles slightly at the statement. It unnerves me. I notice it's slightly crooked on the right side, making it even more unsettling than it already is. It's entrancing in a way though. I slowly watch as it transforms into a breathtakingly beautiful grin. Slight smile lines appear next to his eyes, which have became a slightly lighter brown. Color seems to flush onto his face, adding a slight liveliness to his appearance. It makes me reach out my hand towards his face. So… beautiful… I snap out of it, withdrawing my hand away from his face. I blush slightly, embarrassed that I even thought of touching him. His face then returns to normal, keeping the same attractive smile.

"You can trust me [Y/N]." His voice drops at least an octave, making it oh so seductive. "I can show you Mark's fears, his every nightmare." His face gets a slightly colder tone along with the room. I shiver a bit in his hands.

"I can tell you his ambitions, everything he ever loved." The music in the background seems to get a little bit lighter with these words. The rooms heats back up to a fairly warm temperature. His face fills back with the same colors it did a moment ago, this time staying and not leaving me with a cold faced demon. He's almost identical to Mark, except for the suit and a slightly crooked nose.

He leans his face in closer to my head. I can feel his warm breath brush across my neck, sending the butterflies in my stomach to take off. "I can also show you what he desires most in this world." He whispers in the lowest voice I've hear him use yet. God this man is sexy.

I can't hold back anymore and I put my hand to his cheek, staring deeply into his chestnut brown eyes. He smiles and spins me around in time with the music.

Dark's POV:

Hook line and sinker. Such easy bait. She just has to let me in now. From there my plan will unfold.

Your POV:

We dance for a few more minutes. I rest my head on his shoulder as we rock back in forth in time with the music. My eyes are about to close when I feel something warm brush across my forehead. Dark's lips slightly peck my face, leaving a warm sensation that spreads throughout my body.

I smile slightly before I began to shake, as if someone was physically moving me. I stare up at Dark as he looks at me with a slight grimace. I call out his name but here nothing come out of my lips.

I awake to find myself lying in my bed. I see a blurry figure above and can't really make out who it is, before seeing a green blob on top of their head. Sean stands above me, giving me a worried expression.

"[Y/N]! God, don't fookin' scare me like that!" He says frantically.

I rub my eyes and stare at him, his face becoming clearer.

"What?" I ask in a tired voice.

"You started screamin' at the top of your fookin' lungs." He says before leaning back away from my face.

I sit up in my bed, giving him a confused look.

"Where you dreaming about Dark again?" He asks

I don't want to tell. I remember what Dark said about Sean, that he wanted you for the views…

"Yeah, but he danced with me. We did some sort of slow dance, and at one point he turned into Mark. I don't really remembered what happened towards the end."

I remembered every single detail.

He sighs and stares at the ceiling. "God Mark can't keep anything under control." he mumbles under his breath.

"Sean? D-Does that mean something?"

He sighs and comes to sit next to me, making the bed frame creek. His green hair glows brighter than ever in the morning sun beaming through my window.

"Look [Y/N], I-I can't really tell you how these things work without you…" He drifts off staring into space. He snaps back and sighs again, in the exact same tone. "I wish I can tell you but I don't want to endanger your life. Just know what's happening isn't normal. I can't tell you what to do in this situation. This is something you have to figure out for yourself." He leaves it at that, staring deeply into my eyes with his sky blue irises.

I nod, slowly taking in what he said. Not normal. I've been getting that a lot lately. Can't I be normal for once? I get up along with Sean and walk downstairs with him. I'm greeted by what seems to be lunch. Fuck. I forgot I fell asleep right after I woke up. God, if I wasn't alone at first, I'm sure as hell now.

Sean's POV:

Time skip (Two hours):

WHAPOOSH! "TOP O' THE MORNIN' TO YA LADDIES! My name is jacksepticeye!" I start off with. Another video on Overwatch. How I miss the game! I can hardly wait to play it again. I quickly say my intro and begin playing. I play for a bit on my own before I hear something in the back of my head. A glitchy laugh increases every second before talking.

Tsk Tsk Tsk. I thought you were better at this game, clearly not.

Fuck.

Maybe if you let me play for a bit? For good ol' times sake?

Pfft! In your fukin' dreams. As if I would let you take over a video.

Sean, you know you have to let me out eventually. I can't be in here forever. Might as well make it now.

I can feel him smile as he begins to laugh again, causing me to die. I realize I haven't been saying much so I begin to talk again, "Fuck! I got distracted. Imma get em'! You watch!" I laugh a bit, swinging back into a happy Jack.

Mark's POV:

Around the same time:

"Hello everybody! My name is Markiplier, and I'm here! I made it to the dreary place you people call…" I make a dramatic wave with my hand "IRELAND!" I talk for a bit about my travels and how it's been so far before moving onto the actual tour. I showed them first the living room, the most bland thing to exist in my mind. I move to the kitchen, the bathroom, etc. It takes a while but I make it upstairs. I show them my room, explaining how I will set up my recording "studio".

I had to ask [Y/N] before hand if she wanted to be in the video. She agreed as long as I kept it quick, with her name only. I walk up to her door and knock.

"[Y/N]! I IS RECORDING AND YOU MUST BE REVEALED TO THE WHOOOOLE WORLD!"

Your POV:

I chuckle slightly and reply, "NOOO! MY IDENTITY SHALL BE REVEALED! THE PAIN!"

The door bangs open and I see Mark standing there with a small camera aimed at me. I hiss and hide my face with my hands, before laughing. He laughs to. Dear lord his laugh is low. Why haven't I noticed until this point?

"This is [Y/N]! She's been my best friend since we were… God knows how old."

I wave and smile at the camera. "He's annoyed me every single day of my life"

His smile widens and he leaves the room, reverse… gyrating… his way out. God that's a weird man

Sean's POV:

Another time skip (Three hours or so?)

I sigh as I finish the last video of the day. An hour of Bendy and the Ink Machine. Damn, was it fun. I stretch out my back and I hear another giggle, which I've been hearing the entire recording session.

Anti, chill. You couldn't stop laughing. You know how much that annoys me.

Oh, I'm well aware.

Whatever. Just when do you want to come out? An hour or two? Or after we eat?

I hear him chuckle before creepily saying,

Now…

Everything goes black.

Cliff hanger yay… Don't expect much from me anytime soon. I've been having serious writers block. I still love to write this but it's hard. I'll try. Thanks to the few people who left a review. It helped me through this entire chapter, motivating me. Thanks.

3 ~ 311y