Google's POV

Mark and Jack followed me through Mark's house, into L.A.'s streets, and back to Dark Manor. He knew what he had to do. This was all part of Demon's plan.

"Google," Dark's voice hissed. "You can't mess this up. Warfstache and I have taken precautions so this will work do not screw this up." I nodded, my shoulders slouching slightly. Enough so Dark couldn't see, but enough so that I could feel the fear rising in me at every second.

Before I could answer to Dark, he left. I was left in the room by myself. The whole plan was laid out in front of me. But it wasn't what Dark had planned. No, this is what I have planned. A plan to take down both Demon and the YouTubers. It couldn't fail.

"Google?" I was snapped out of my thoughts by Mark waving his hand in front of my face. When he realized I was back in reality, he continued. "I was trying to say thanks. Without you we would undoubtedly be killed by now."

"It's no big deal," I shrugged it off. "I've been wanting to get rid of Dark and Warfstache for a while." No one said anything regarding my comment. Soon we were standing in the same room where Dark kept his plans. In a far corner, I lifted up a loose board. Under it was a paper. I started reading it.

Depellerent bonum. Obscurent eum tenebræ perveniant. Ac tenebras patitur mundo trahant. Daemon redige. Reduc (F / N). Occidit omnes boni qui finis est nobis. Chao te perdere mundi. (Dispell the good. Let darkness arrive. Allow the darkness to absorb the world. Bring back Demon. Bring back (Y/N). Kill all of the good that is stopping us. Chaos will destroy the world).

Hopefully, the slight stuttering in my voice made it so that Demon is unable to return. (Y/N) will return, no questions asked, but who knew about Demon.

The room began to shake. I feared this was a sign of Demon coming back. Instead, (Y/N) dropped out of no where. Unconscience, yes, but also alive. Mark and Jack had been thrown to the ground, but they both looked relieved at the sight of (Y/N).

Before approaching (Y/N), I carefully waited where I was, making sure that Demon wasn't next. A few minutes later, when (Y/N) started stirring, I assumed that Demon was gone.

When (Y/N) saw me, she scooted away a little. "Google," (Y/N) let out in no more than a whisper, "Why?"

"Why what?" I asked.

"Why did you need me for this?" (Y/N) asked, her voice cracking.

"That's a long story," I hesitated, trying to avoid filling her in with details.

(Y/N) tried to stand up, but was kept done by Mark. Sighing angrily, she said, "When I first got here, who knows how long ago, Dark told me that things would be explained. Now explain."

I put my hands up in surrender, "Okay."