Hope you enjoy Chapter 9.
I did take a lot of the same lines from "Who Killed Markiplier: Chapter 2" and added a few things of my own. I do not claim to own the lines. I just wanted to add in some of my own style to it.
I got the original chapter done quickly so I am making parts 2 and 3 of "Who Killed Markiplier" enjoy!
"Who did this?" Abe's voice rings in disbelief as he paces around the white tape. I stare at the ground for a second and look up.
Where did he go? How was he not noticed? My thoughts are racing.
"I stepped outside to take care of some… personal business. Who was the last one alone with the body?" Abe demands Dylan. The poor guy just shakes his head as Ben walks in.
"What the hell is going on?" Ben asks in surprise and looks at the spot on the floor.
"The body is gone." Abe comments.
"On its own?" Ben asks in disbelief as well.
"No obviously not.. unless it did. Then we have a much bigger problem on our hands than just a simple murder." Lightning flashes again at the word murder.
"What is going on here?" Chef walks in and looks around the room.
"The body is gone!" Ben exclaims in disbelief.
"On its own?" Chef questions looking confused.
"We have not quite ruled that out yet. Keep in mind we still have a murderer running around." The lightning flashes again as Abe holds his hands up.
"Bully! What are you all doing in here huddled around in fear? What a frightful storm is brewing outside." The Colonel seems to bust appear behind me and puts a hand on my back.
Where did he come from? And what does he mean. It is clear outside. I pull away and look at him. Why does he keep touching me. I shake my head.
"We have a zombie problem!" Chef explains as the Colonel walks around and looks at everyone.
"Ooooh. Homonecrosis. The deadliest of prey. Well if anyone needs me to put the lad down again I am up to the privilege!" The Colonel says with a smile and wipes his hands on his pants. I raise an eye at him.
"What do you mean again? Wait what do you mean privilege?" Ane questions just as suspicious and curious as I am thinking.
Is he admitting to killing Mark? I think to myself and look at my hands.
"I just mean I am… well… well versed in the matter." Colonel stutters out and holds up his hands.
"So am I." Chef comments and straightens his white coat. I glance at everyone and then around the room seeing if I can spot where Mark went.
"That only raises more questions!" Abe exclaims and narrows his eyes at Colonel. Ben is looking in complete shock.
"Well I am going to look around the grounds and see if I can catch a whiff of the old bag of bones." The Colonel turns away and starts to walk off laughing.
"Wait, weren't you and Mark the same age?" Ben calls after him but it is too late as his laughter trails off into silence.
"I do not trust him… well then again. I do not trust anyone." Abe says with a sigh. I shake my head at him. "Alright. Let's lock this place down. Secure the front gates." Abe looks at Ben and Chef while saying this.
"Locks won't keep people out sir." Ben says as he tries to start walking away.
"Locks won't but Chef will!" Chef states and walks out of the room with purpose. I sigh and look over at the other three.
"Listen pal. You are one smart son of a bitch. Handsome even." Abe comments as he reaches out to touch Ben's face who looks very confused. "But before you and the maid go running off together I wanted to ask both of you a few questions about Mark." Abe pulls out a notebook as he says this as well as a pencil.
"Ask away detective." Ben says as he walks next to me.
"Where were you two last night upon Mark's death? I heard a rumor that you were not in your rooms." Abe raises an eyebrow as he says this and stares at us.
"I… I had stayed the night with Damien." I look back at him. I can see Ben shift a little.
"I was with Dylan making sure he was okay." Ben says and looks at the ground.
"I do not believe you butler." Abe accuses him and looks at Dylan. "Is this true?" Dylan nods and Abe writes down something in his notes. "Fine I believe you partner. Now maid. You have worked for Mark for a long time now. Has he ever made any enemies or wanted to hurt himself?"
"... Him and the Colonel did not get along after Celine left." All his fault. We would not be in this mess if it was not for him. "He… he did try to hurt himself a few times after she left. But he obviously never really succeeded." I glance down at my hurt hand.
"Has he ever been aggressive towards you two?" Abe asks and writes a few more things down.
"No never. At least not to me." Ben comments and looks over at me. "He accidentally hurt them at one point. But it was an accident."
"Yes. An accident. Other than that…" All of his yelling. His aggression towards me… He keeps intentionally hurting my hand. "No. He has not." I look at Abe. "He can be tough to work for some days but he is kind." Abe nods and closes his notepad as he finishes writing a few more things.
"Alright partner. Follow me. I have a few things to discuss with you." Abe and Dylan leave the room talking. I hear Abe say that he found other injuries on Mark other than the head wound.
"Has anyone seen the Colonel?" Damien's voice calls from the archway into the room. I turn and see him standing there.
"He left a few minutes ago to go outside and "find" Mark." Ben says as he walks out.
"Okay… if you do see him tell him I need to talk with him." Damien looks down at the ground. After being quiet for a minute he looks back up at me. "I am so scared. Mark was my friend. How can he be just gone…"
"It will be okay. We will find out what really happened I am sure." I say and walk up to him. His hair is starting to get messy.
"I… I do suppose… I guess this is probably a good time to talk to you… about what I was trying to ask you." He touches my left hand and tries to smile even though there is pain in his eyes. "Mark is dead… but that means you do not work for him anymore. You are free. Right."
"I…" I still work for him. He is still alive somewhere here. "I guess you are right. But Damien I-" I try to say more but he cuts me off.
"Let me talk. Please." He takes a deep breath. "I love you. I have since I first met you." Damien's eyes meet mine. I can feel my heart racing. I bite my tongue to keep from saying anything. "Alex Costello…" I can feel him shaking a little bit. He pulls out something from his jacket pocket and gets onto on knee in front of me.
What is he doing?! My heart is pounding so loud in my ears.
"Will you marry me?" In his hand is his large mayoral ring. I stare at him. My eyes get huge.
"I…" I can't. Mark is still alive but he does not know that. But… but… no. "Yes." I can feel my eyes start to water. He stands up and hugs me tightly. I can feel his own heart racing against mine.
"I do not care what anyone else thinks. I only care about you. I love you." He places the ring on my left thumb since the ring is too large for me. "This will only be temporary until we can leave here and get you a new one." Damien smiles and kisses my forehead.
"I love you too." I close my eyes for a second enjoying this feeling. I have not felt this way in a long time. I open my eyes and see a dark figure staring at me. I feel the blood drain from my face. Mark. His dark sullen eyes seem to stare daggers into me. He is hidden by a door so no one can see him.
"I do still need to talk to the Colonel. Tonight we shall leave this place together. And you can be free." Damien smiles and pulls away. He walks out the exit door to the outside as I hear a loud splashing noise and Colonel yelling.
Shit. Mark… I look over at him and he motions for me to come over to him with his finger. I am dead. I am so dead. I walk over to him and he pulls me into the darkened room with my right hand. His sunken in eyes seem to glow red with anger.
"You bitch!" His hand moves briefly from my hand to slap across my face. I can feel the heat rise up where he hit. "You said no to me because of our positions. But you said yes to him?!" His voice is riding with every word. His hand grips my injured hand tightly. His nails digging into the skin. I bite back a cry of pain. He starts to shake me. "You said yes to him?!"
"WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO TELL HIM?! I am sorry. I cannot be with you because my PSYCHOPATH OF A BOSS IS STILL ALIVE?!" I break and scream at him. I can feel myself shaking. His grip tightens more on my hand.
"You just had to say no. That you do not love him. You do not want to be with him!" Mark growls.
"I cannot lie to him!" I manage to yank my hand away. I can feel heat start to envelop my hand. The stitches must have ripped out. He pins me against the wall and towers over me.
"You belong to me. No one else. You belong here!" Mark yells in my face and I shove him away. Leaving a red handprint on his robe. I manage to run out of the room and cover my hand.
He has completely lost it. It is all the Colonel's fault! It is all his fault! I can feel my head pounding and spinning as I run. I need to get myself under control. I need to calm down. I lean against the wall in some room and look down at my hand. My white glove is now completely red and covered in blood. My hand is shaking so badly. I look at my other hand and see the ring. Damien's ring. All of my anger seems to fade away. I look around and find a bathroom. I take off the ruined glove and run it under water. I manage to get the bleeding to stop. I grab a towel and wipe up the left over blood. What am I going to do about this now?
There is a loud crash that comes from somewhere by the front entrance of the house. At the same time there is a flash of lightning and thunder. I grab a bandage and some gauze and run to see what is going on. In the front room Abe and the Colonel are pointing guns at each other.
"I don't know what you are playing at but you better lower your weapon murderer!" Abe yells and back up as the Colonel walks towards him with a revolver.
"Murderer? You are the one who assaulted me! For all I know you could be the murderer!" Colonel explains as the lightning continues.
"What the fu- oooo!" Chef runs in holding a silver ladle. The two guys point their guns at him as he jumps down from two steps.
"Last chance! Drop your weapon!" Abe exclaims as he readjust his hands on the gun. Dyaln is looking completely scared with Damien beside him.
"Master's prizes vase!" Ben exclaims and looks at the shattered pieces of a vase on the ground.
That is what must have made the noise! My hand is fully wrapped now as I frantically look around. I should find a way to stop them before someone else gets hurt.
"Everyone please. I know we are on edge but can we not resolve this amicably? Please." Damien says calmly and holds up his hands. One of which is holding his cane.
"ON EDGE?! THIS PSYCHO TRIED TO SHOOT ME!" Abe yells and points his gun out at the Colonel.
"That's a bold faced lie! I was just doing some light target practice." Colonel states with a smile.
"Inside?!" Ben exclaims in shock. He waves a broom in the Colonel's face while holding a tray. Colonel does not seem very affected by it.
"Guys please can we calm down." I hold up my hands to try to get them to look at me but no one does.
"Why yes! I cannot practice outside not with that bloody chef going around in my way!" Colonel looks over at Chef. Chef runs up to him.
"Damn right. You better remember that Private. You are not my boss anymore!" Chef hits his hat with the ladle and gets right in his face. I step forward and touch Chef's jacket. Colonel points his gun at Chef.
"Stop this now." I try to say but he just shrugs me off. The tension is the room is skyrocketing.
"It's Colonel now." He seems to growl and looks like he is about to attack him.
"That is enough of this horseshit!" Abe yells bringing Colonel's attention back to him. "You knew I was onto you. You were just trying to whack me off before I could finger you!" Abe stops for a second relaxing how it sounded and shakes his head. "As the murderer!" The lightning outside seems to be getting more and more intense. Colonel is backing Abe against the wall as he gets closer. I grab Colonel's jacket. He turns to look at me. His eyes almost seem to have a pink hue to them.
What the? I let go immediately as he turns back to Abe. He has completely lost it. There is no doubt in my mind that it was him who killed Markiplier.
"I will not be called a MURDERER IN MY OWN HOME!" Colonel yells for the first time raising his voice.
"STOP!" A female figure runs into the house now. It is Celine?! She is wearing a black dress with white stars on them. So he also has a black veil covering her face and a black shawl. There seems to be almost a glow behind her.
"What the hell is going on here?" Celine questions as she walk the rest of the way inside. The door closes behind her. I step away from her and glance over at Damien.
"Celine. What are you doing here?" Colonel asks in shock. All of his anger seems to disappear. He does not lower the gun yet.
"Celine? How the hell do you know her?" Abe asks very confused at the arrival of her.
He must not know about what happened… I look down at my hands. Damien walks up beside me and touches my back gently.
"Madam you came at a very inopportune time. Something dreadful has happened." Ben says as the others get closer.
"I can see that. I am glad I got here before it got any worse." She looks at me and then at Damien. "Could you not control the servants?" She looks directly at me as she says this.
"I am not in charge of them. I tried to calm everyone down Miss." I bite my lip to keep from saying anything more. I watch as her eyes flick down to my hands. She looks up at Damien and then at me. Her eyes narrowing.
"This is is just the tip of the iceberg… and it's a big iceberg." Chef lifts his finger in example. "How can I put this delicately… Mark's fucking dead. And he is a flesh eating zombie!" Chef exclaims and she looks shocked.
"Hence the guns." Colonel waves the gun around in demonstration.
"That is not hence the guns!" Abe yells and and waves his.
"Will you stop waving those bloody guns around!" Ben yells at them and they wave it in his face childishly.
"Stop that. How did Mark… die?" Celine asks with her eyes wide.
"It was murder." Damien says and there is a flash of lightning again.
"How… and do not say that word." Celine pleads and looks around the house.
Does she notice it too? I wonder and watch her.
"What word? Murder?" Chef asks and as the light calms down we are all of a sudden in the room where Mark was found.
"Yes that word." Celine insists and holds up her hands. Her nails are black as well.
"I mean murder is an accurate description of what happened here." Abe says and looks at the ground where the white tape is.
"Can you not see the lightning?!" Celine yells and smacks him.
"Wait are you saying that it was lightning that murdered Mark?" Abe confusedly asks and holds up his hands. I look around the room. I can almost feel Mark watching us. He must be close by.
What is he up to? It must be nothing good. Damien and I should get out of here before Mark hurts him or me. I am lost in thought and the group all of a sudden seems gone. Where did they go? I look around and walk trying to see if I can spot them. Where did they go? They were here just a second ago. I walk around and find a strange room. This is the room that I stayed in that night Mark first killed himself.
The room is different now. It has notes and papers all over the best with a typewriter on top of it. There are newspaper clippings. One of the headlines reads "Deadly Accident in Africa" and it has a black and white picture of the Colonel. I glance over at the wall and see sticky notes with strings attached to the board.
Is this where Abe has been collecting information about us… There are random pictures of everyone here in the manor. There is even one of me… I touch the Polaroid picture. That… this is strange. I pull away and keep looking around. I step out of the room and find myself in front of the rest of the group.
"Wait Celine. Hold on. What are you talking about? All this occult stuff?" Damien grabs Celine's arm as she is walking up the stairs.
"There is more to this world than you could understand Damien." Celine says and pulls her arm away. "And do not think I did not see the ring. I will be talking to you later about that. Right now we have bigger problems to be worried about." She makes her way up the rest of the stairs.
"Just be careful!" Damien calls after her. Dylan walks past him and follows Celine. "You too." Damien adds and watches as they leave.
"What is going on?" I question and touch Damien's hand gently.
"Celine is going to try to talk with Mark. I do not know how she is going to do that?" Damien sighs and looks at me and smiles.
If only they knew that I just talked with him. "Yeah that sounds… weird." I shake my head to clear it. Damien grabs my left hand and kisses it gently.
"What happened to your other hand?" Damien questions and gently lifts my right hand up.
"I…" I do not want to lie to him but I cannot tell him the truth. "About a week ago Mark… he was trying to hurt himself. I stopped him, but he accidentally got me with the knife. Ben took care of it. I must have hit it at some point and the stitches opened back up." I look into his eyes which start to grow darker almost.
"He… he hurt you." Damien says with a slight tone of a question.
"It was an accident. He did not mean to. He never hurt me after that." I consul him with a smile.
Lies. Lies. Lies. Alex. A voice sings in my head.
No… that cannot be… it sounds like Mark. I look around the room seeing if I can spot him. I shake my head again.
"Okay…" Damien does not sound like he quite believes me but he does not push it anymore. All of a sudden Celine's voice can be heard. She seems to be yelling. We go up the stairs with Damien and Abe in the lead.
"What is this?! You have to go back! Go back right now!" I am outside of the room but can see her and hear her clearly yelling at poor Dylan.
"Celine this is enough." Damien tries to calm her down.
"It is enough when I say it's enough!" Celine yells and slams her hands on the table.
"Come on partner. Let's get you out of here." Abe says and pulls Dylan out. Abe is holding a piece of paper. "What is this?" Damien turns to me.
"Go get packed. We will be leaving soon. I will meet you outside." Damien says as he places a hand on my back. Celine walks up to us. Abe and Dylan are talking to Ben and Chef.
"You two." Celine narrows her eyes. Damien holds up a hand.
"Do not start with this. I am an adult and I can make my own decisions. They no longer will be working as a maid." Damien says calmly. "Go Alex."
"Okay. I love you Damien." I say and kiss him gently and close my eyes.
"I love you too Alex." Damien says as he pulls away and Abe walks up. Ben looks at me and nods. I make my way down to the servant's quarters.
Something doesn't feel right. Something something bad is going to happen. We have to get out of here. I open my wardrobe and pull out my clothes. All the clothes that Mark bought for me. I gently fold them and put them into a bag. I pull on some black slacks and a white button up shirt. We need to get out of here. I pack up some of my books that I have. I feel like I am going in slow motion and my movements are sluggish.
Suddenly there is a loud bang. The sound of running feet rings through the manor. I get a cold feeling in the pit of my stomach.
How long have I been down here? He must be ready to go by now. There is a high pitched ringing emanating from upstairs. That is definitely not good.
This is the end of Chapter 9. I decided to make it a combination of parts 2 and 3 of "Who Killed Markiplier" I hope you liked it.
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