Mark's POV

Suddenly everything went black...

How long have I been here? Surrounded by nothing, I don't know if I'm on the ground or just floating in emptiness. All light has disappeared, all sound is gone. I thought I heard Jack talking to Dark but that was so long ago. I feel myself being swallowed up by the darkness. Ill just curl up into a ball and wait for my inevitable doom.

"This is quite the place you got here," I hear Dark say. Probably my imagination again.

"What? I leave for one second and now your giving me the silent treatment."The voice got closer.

"Mark, we're going home," Why won't my brain stop torturing me?

"Mark?" I felt a hand on my shoulder, the first contact since I've got here.

"Dark?" I say with a hoarse voice. I haven't spoken in awhile," Is that really you?"

"Of course dummy," He ran his hand through me hair, I am just happy about the contact.

"Your just ganna have to let our souls combine."

"Combine?"

"Yea, like last time."

"I didn't do anything last time, I woke up and you were there,"

"Well than it has to be something you did before you die."

There was silence for a few seconds but before I knew it I am walking in the darkness holding onto Dark's hand.

"Where are we going?"I say trying to keep up with the speed he's going.

"Anywhere but here. Here you are letting the darkness consume you, letting that happen is literally going to kill you," He explains.

Suddenly I see light, not bright like, pretty faint actually, but being in constant darkness I could tell the difference. I tell Dark to head towards it.

The faint light becomes a bright light the closer we get. Dark continues to hold my hand, he holds it tight, maybe he's afraid he'd loss me. I know I would if I were him.

The bright light morphed into a room. Me and Dark go into the room, confused,I have never seen this room before.

At one side of the room was a door, there was someone talking on the other side. Dark has a face that was saying
'I know that voice.'
He let go of my hand and starts walking towards the door. I walk right behind him.

When Dark got to the he takes a deep breath then flings the door open. A boy, around 16 years old, stood there. His green eyes glowed in the complete darkness behind him.

"Ben?" Dark asks the boy. Wait, that's Ben. The boy Dark told me about a while ago.

"Hey Tim!" Ben says excitedly before walking in.

"What are you doing here?" Dark asks Ben.

Ben walks real close Dark, he reaches out to stroke his jawline. Dark suddenly ripped Ben's hands away from his face.

"Your not Ben, are you?"

"No," Ben shifted to a black haird girl, still wearing the same clothes though...

Suddenly my head started hurting. My ears starts to ringing, my head pounding, it hurts so bad. I fall to the ground clenching my head, closing my eyes tight. But someone stops me from touching the ground.

"Mark," I sorta hear.

Third Person POV since Mark is occupied at the moment

"What did you do to him?" Dark says holding Mark from falling.

"Nothing, that's his body returning to the state it was in one year ago," the Ben imposter says.

Dark looks down at Mark, who was still clenching his head. He slowly sees scars appear on Mark's skin. Mark screams in more pain.

"All you have to do is kill Mark's body before his soul dies and you plus Mark will be zapped back to the real world."

"What?"

"The person you are holding right now isn't necessarily Mark. You are quite literally holding Mark's soul, and it's dieing."

"How do I stop it?"

Imposter Ben walked over to Dark. He put his hand back on Dark's cheek.

"You have to kill him." And then Dark flung awake still in Jack's room, still next to an uncon

Jack walked into the room, he nearly choked on his water seeing Dark.

"Oh my god, did it not work, Dark I'm so sorry," Jack was starting to freak out again.

"Relax, it worked, it's just that..." Dark couldn't think of an easy why to say it. How do you explain something like that?

Back in the room surrounded by darkness.

"They call this the Tenebris because it's usually completely dark."

The girl was sitting on the floor with Mark's head on her lap. Mark started screaming in pain again, new scars opening every second. She rested her hand on Mark's head. Mark stopped screaming and his breathing smoothed.

"Think of that as a supernatural pain killer ok," The girl smiled at the sleeping Markiplier.

"They don't have long, maybe it's too much for them, I wish I could help more."

Mark's breathing quickened for a second but then settled.

"My name is Crystal, by the way, just so you know. I wasn't even supposed to help you two, but here I am. I was just supposed to observe you, and do you know what happens when you watch two people for an entire year. You root for them."

Back in Jack's room

"Do we have to?" Jack asked after Dark finally explained it.

"It's the only way," Dark said back.

"And you trust her."

"We kinda have to, plus it kinda makes sense. It explains why I didn't come out until after Mark got his head bashed in."

"Either we do this now and Mark lives or we watch Mark DIE AGAIN and do nothing."

"Fine," Jack walks right next to Mark. Then he grabs the pillow right next to him and hovers it over Mark's head.

"I can't do that, he's my friend, my best friend. I just got him back." Jack broke into tears and threw the pillow to the other side of the room.

"Then I'll do it," Dark grabbed the pillow and walked over to Mark. He traced his fingers across his jawline. Then leaned into and kissed Mark on his mouth. Then pulled away before hovering the pillow over Mark's head.

Back in the Tenebris

Everything was falling apart. Mark was screaming on the top of his lungs, the entire room was shaking. Crystal tried to sooth his pain but nothing helped. The darkness was closing in around them.

"What is taking so long," Crystal said clenching Mark in her arms.

A bright light shined above the two. Crystal looked up not being able to see the source. She looked down at the floor to see no one around, the darkness retreated. A smile crept up Crystal's face.

"They made it."

I had to much fun with this one. More coming.