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(Author note: None of these events actually happened. Plus, on a different note, and I am writing this on Thanksgiving break, just wanted you to know.)

(Author note pt. 2: So I went to check out Wattpad and it is huge! There are so many stories on there! Idk if I should start writing over there. I'm pretty used to FanFiction's layout, and I never used Wattpad before. Maybe I'll try it out?)

(Jack P.O.V)

After a long discussion with a doctor, Jack was free to leave. The doctor had told him that passing out was just the lack of sleep, the riding on the plane for long hours, and stress. But Jack and Felix knew better.

The two men stepped outside of the hospital. The air was warm and dry, but Jack felt cold. He couldn't shake the feeling that someone was staring at them. All of the things happening to him couldn't be fake, they were too real. Felix saw that he was uncomfortable, so he hailed a cab

The ride to Mark's house didn't help his paranoia. He kept thinking about how Felix felt something and how Mark got hurt from the smokey figure. What had Anti said again? "...He is fighting his own demons..." What had he meant by that? Suddenly, he remembered how Mark had his own dark persona, 'Darkiplier' was his name. That was probably what Mark's 'demon' is. But what about Felix? What alter-ego did he have? After a few minutes of hard thinking, he couldn't think of anything, maybe Felix had just imagined the voices?

He looked over at the Swedish man, he didn't seem like a crazy person that would make up voices in his head. But with all that happened today, he felt a little crazy himself.

"Are you okay?" Jack asked a weak Mark.

"Uh, yeah, I think I'll be alright," Mark mumbled

Felix and Jack had walked into Mark's house to find him half-naked, unconscious, and on his bedroom floor. After waking up with a splash of cold water to the face, Mark had told them what happened.

"Wow." Felix murmured after Mark was done with the story.

"Um, anything else you want to add?" Jack asked.

"Yeah, actually", color rose to Mark's cheeks "Can I change?"

(Mark P.O.V.)

After Mark had kicked Jack and Felix out of his room, he closed the door and put on something more comfortable.

Oh god, Mark thought, good thing I had a towel around me, It would've been really awkward to be found nude on the floor.

While he combed his hair, he remembered something he hadn't told his friends before.

"So,guys,." Mark said to Felix and Jack as he walked out of his room. "I forgot to tell you something about Dark." The European men looked at him with their full attention. "I kinda knew Dark before this all happened-"

"What!" Felix yelled, interrupting him, "You knew about him and didn't tell us?!"

"Well, he did stuff to me before, but nothing this bad!" Mark said, rising to his own defense, confused by Felix's sudden outburst.

"But, you still didn't tell us about a fuckin' monster following you around?!" Felix argued.

"Not everything in my life is your fucking business!" Mark countered.

"Why do think you are better than everyone else!"

"When the fuck do I act like that!"

"All the fucking time, but your ego is so far shoved up your ass, you can't fucking see straight!"

Mark's fists clenched at his sides What the fuck is this guy's problem? Why does have to fight with me?

"Do you want your ass whooped?" Mark growled.

"I'd like to see you try, Asian man!" Felix challenged.

Before he could land a blow on the Swedish punk's face, Jack stepped in and pushed them apart.

"Can't you guys realize that they are controlling you? Come on, you can't let them win, turn your anger towards them, not each other!"

Mark's anger left his body, he looked up at an ashamed looking Felix.

"He's right," Felix said, sitting down on the couch.

"Uh, sorry man," Mark said awkwardly rubbing neck after the argument that they just had.

"It's okay, I just kinda snapped."

"Wait, Mark, how did you know Dark?" Jack asked changing the conversation.

"I, uh, had some trouble with him for a couple years now, he would only do small stuff, like knock over things, and scare me." Mark shook his head. "Then he kinda' disappeared for a few months... and now he's back."

"Oh, I never had any problems with Anti." Jack turned to Felix. "So, who were the voices you heard?"

"Honestly, I don't know, it was definitely male, with a fake sounding German accent."

"Fake sounding German accent?" Mark questioned. "Who could that be?"

He shrugged "I have no idea."

Jack asked the question that was on the three men's mind, "So, what do we do now?

No one answered.

Then Felix let out a blood-curdling scream.

(Dark P.O.V)

It was a warm day out. The sun was at its full height and not a cloud in the sky. He hated it. He'd much rather stay in the shadows, but he had a job to do, he had to wake up an old friend.

He walked down a busy street, he was never fond of Los Angles, it had too many people. He drifted right through them, adults couldn't see him, kids were the problem. A little girl was lagging behind her family, jumping from crack to crack on the sidewalk. She jerked her head up and froze, looking right into his eyes. Dark smiled and reached his hand out to her. The little girl screamed and ran to her father, pointing at where he had been standing, yelling about a black ghost. By the time the dad turned around, Dark was already gone.

He walked down a dark alleyway. His hood was flipped up, and his hands in his sweatshirt's pocket. The sun was setting, he could really go for a blunt right now. A cold breeze ruffled his black hair, something was coming.

Suddenly, a hand wrapped around his mouth and pulled him back, he felt a cold blade to his adam's apple. Dark balled up his fists and elbowed the attacker in the gut, sending him stumbling back. He turned, about to land another blow, but stopped when he saw who it was.

"Anti?" He said surprised.

"Miss me?" The green demon said with a grin, still hunched over, clutching his stomach.

"Why the fuck would you attack me!" Dark yelled at him, the shock gone.

"I didn't recognize it was you, master," Anti said with mock innocence.

"Don't call me that" Dark growled.

"Whatever you say... sir." Anti smiled knowing just how to push his buttons.

Dark pushed him against the wall, he could feel his black aura around him pulse with annoyance. "I've about had it with you, Anti" he yelled.

"Wait, remember when I took all of Mark's, Felix's and Jacks subscribers away earlier?"

"Yes," Dark said with impatience, "Your point?"

"Well, Jack and Felix are on their way here. The stupid fuckers took the bait."

"Really?" Dark said with a grin, letting Anti go.

"Yes, and I also woke Pewdenheimer up," Anti said, fully proud of himself.

"What? How?"

"Oh, you know." Anti said slyly, "Some mortal sacrifices."

"Well, you aren't as dumb as you seem." Dark said as he turned away, "Walk with me, Anti, I have a job for you."

Anti jogged to catch up "Yes?"

"So, when Jack gets off his flight, I want you to toy with him, I do not want him killed, understand?"

Anti pouted "Why, not?"

"Because, it will interfere with my plans, so no death."

"But I want a body, I can't be a glitch anymore."

"We will all get our bodies soon. Now I have to go, remember the plan, no death."

"Where will you be going?"

"Well, I need to give Mark an early visit. Oh, and make Pewdenheimer knows the plan, we don't want Felix left out of the fun."

"Yes, sir," Anti said with a smile. The air warmed around him, and suddenly Anti disappeared, off to his task.

Dark walked out of the alley, and onto a busier street.

'Oh, Markimoo, I can't wait to see you again.'

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