What I do is temporary, what I leave behind is forever ~ Markiplier

An evil soul and a good soul could mix together and make something amazing. That amazingness is called "love". But once one soul dies, the love vanishes and becomes a cloud of dust. The other soul may mourn the death while the dead soul may watch over its partner. Because he truly loved her... and he still does to this day. ~ Author /  LeMischieviousFan / Ash

Y/N's POV

You woke up on a bed. You looked around but couldn't find Dark's body. Wilford probably took it. You thought as you slowly slid off of the bed. You stood up and noticed that the place was clean. The dagger on the floor was gone. The blood pool that came from Wilford's arm that splashed upon the floor was gone. And finally, the pistol that was once on the bed, was not there. You sighed as you walked up to the door that led into the living room. You put your hand on the knob and twisted it. You creaked the door open until it was wide enough for you to walk in. You walked forward into the room and saw Wilford in the kitchen/ bar. It looked like he was cooking something. Not the person that I want to see at the moment. You thought as you turned around to go back into the bedroom.

"Y/N! Nice to see that you are finally awake." Wilford exclaimed as you stopped walking. You rolled your eyes before turning around to see Wilford smiling at you while cutting potatoes. You just stared with a blank expression on your face. You were scared of what he would do to you if you attacked or even yelled at him. His smiled disappeared. "What is wrong, my love?" He asked while placing the knife down. Oh, I don't know. Oh wait, let me think... OH YEAH, I remember now. Well, you fricken killed my boyfriend, you killed all of my friends, and you mainly tortured my life. So, you ask what is wrong? Why I am sad? Well then, there is your fucking explanation. You thought as you just kept staring at him.

Wilford chuckled and smiled again. He picked up the knife and looked down at the potatoes. He started cutting them again as he began to spoke. "Sweetheart, those things are in the past. And the past is the past. We keep it behind us. Now, dinner shall be done in fifteen minutes. Plenty of time for you to wash up. You can find new clothing in the dresser across from my bed. I think I placed a dress in there for you. So, I will see you soon." You were literally about to explode. Are you kidding? I can't leave the memories of Mark, Dark, Light, and Google behind. Especially counting the fact that he fricken killed them! "Just. Get. Ready." Wilford demanded while glaring at you for a second before continuing to cut the potatoes. You breathed in and out and nodded your head. You closed the door behind you and rushed into the bathroom.

You closed the bathroom door behind you and looked into the mirror. How the hell am I going to survive living here?! You thought. You stripped yourself of clothing and turned on the faucet. Hot water began to flow out from the showerhead as you stepped in. You cleaned your body first before washing your hair. You stayed in there for a few extra moments, soaking in the nice sensation of hot water go against your skin. Once you were done, you turned off the faucet and stepped out of the tub. You grabbed a towel off of the back of the door. You quickly dried your body and hair before wrapping the towel around your body. You looked back at mirror and just stared.

You closed your eyes for a second. You then opened them to see a figure behind you. It wasn't Wilford. The figure didn't have a warfstache like he did. It was... Dark. The figure was pale. So, it couldn't have been Mark. The figure didn't have white wings nor did it wear white clothing. So, that meant that it couldn't be Light. And finally, the figure didn't have a blue shirt with a white glowing "G" on it. You just stared as the figure smiled. It definitely had Dark's features. It had to be him. No, it was him. "D-Dark?" You stuttered. The figure nodded it's head and leaned in closer towards your ear. "Remember, be brave. Don't let Wilford do anything bad to you. I love you with all of my heart." He whispered. He then started to fade away. "N-No... Dark... Don't go..." You said as you turned around. "Don't worry, my love. I..." He couldn't finish his sentence. His body was merely gone. It all vanished and turned into black mist. A tear streamed down your face as you closed your eyes and nodded your head. "... I will... I will be brave for you, Dark... I will not give up..." you whispered.

You opened your eyes and opened the door. You walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. You walked up to the dresser and opened up the top drawer. You found plain white panties, bra, and a long, pink, silky, dress. You put on the panties and bra first, of course. Next, you put on the dress. You slid the dress up and onto your body. You poked your head through the hole and slid your arms through the arm holes. You walked back into the bathroom and hung the towel onto the back of the door. You looked through the cabinets that were below the sink. You found a hot pink brush. You quickly brushed your hair while staring at yourself in the mirror. Once you were done, you placed the brush back down on the sink.

You walked out of the bathroom and walked towards the door that led to the living room. You slowly breathed in and out before placing your hand on the knob and twisting it. You opened the door fully and walked in. You closed the door behind you and noticed that the dining table was already set. It had plates on both sides. Utensils lay next to the plates with napkins beneath them while wine glasses stand to the right corner of each plate with a cherry color of wine filled to the brim of each glass. You walked towards the table and also noticed that food was aligned in the center. Mashed potatoes, meatloaf, and mixed vegetables. (Sorry if you are: a vegetarian, allergic to this food, or you just don't like this type of food. Just imagine that it is some other type of food. Ok? Bye... :P )

You suddenly felt a gust of cold wind come from behind you. Arms slowly wrapped around your waist. It obviously was Wilford. Wilford pulled you closer to his body as he dug his face into your neck. He soon stopes rubbing his face against your neck and looked up. "Are you ready to eat?" He asked with a deep, sexy voice that sent shivers down your spine. You just pretended that it was Dark at the moment. You nodded your head as Wilford let go.

You slid your chair out and placed yourself on top of it. You scooted your body closer to the table as Wilford sat down in his chair. You looked up at him and noticed that he was wearing a tuxedo. Probably the same one that he wore when he kidnapped me and kept me for the night. You thought. Wilford slowly reached out and grabbed a slice of meatloaf. He placed the loaf of meat on his plate before grabbing a spoonful of mashed potatoes and mixed vegetables. You waited a couple of moments before reaching out and grabbing your own serving of food. After placing the food on your plate, you picked up your wine and took a sip. You placed your wine back down and looked up at Wilford, who was eating pieces of his pork. He suddenly looked up at you and grinned. You just stared with a blank expression on your face. He sighed and placed his utensils down on his plate. "You know, this might be a good time to ask questions." He said. You nodded your head and looked down at your food.

You waited a couple of seconds until you looked back up and started your questioning spree. "I-is there more?" You asked. "More of what?" Wilford asked while placing his arms on the table. "M-more alter egos." You stated. Wilford hesitated before answering. Finally, he took his arms off of the table and nodded his head. "Of course. There are many of them. For example..." He trailed off and looked at the wall to his left. He then looked back at you. "Kittyiplier... Sexy Mark... Doctoriplier... Yeah, there are a lot of them." You nodded your head and thought of more questions.

"So, if you are powerful now, does that mean that you have more power over them?" You asked. Wilford nodded his head. "Definitely. I plan on actually releasing them. I want to own a castle with them as my servants. I want to be the king and I want you to be my queen." He stated. You blushed after he said the last sentence. He chuckled. "But, that will take time. I mean, releasing them is easy. Gaining their trust is hard." He added. You nodded your head and looked back down at your food. "If-... If you wanted own your own castle and have the alter egos as your servants...than-...why did you kill Dark, Light, and Google?" You asked while looking up into Wilford's eyes. Wilford hesitated for a moment before answering. "I knew that they were going to get in my way. It was obvious that they all loved you. Even Google had the tiniest bit of love for you in him. I needed them to be gone so that my plan would work. It wasn't easy, but somehow, I made this plan come to life. I made this plan work out the way I wanted it to. And now, it is all most complete." You nodded your head. Questions... Questions... Questions... You thought as you kept staring at Wilford. Then, something clicked in your mind. Google.

"Ok, last question, I think... Well, anyway, why did you lie to me?" You asked. Wilford picked up his wind and took a sip before placing the glass back on the table and making a confused face. "What do you mean, darling?" He asked. You sighed. "When I was at Google's apartment. You were about to give him a flash drive. But you didn't. You said that the flash drive contained stuff about me, a sacrifice... But that wasn't what he wanted. He wanted to know what the tattoos on his back meant. I think the words were "Google IRL"." You explained. Wilford looked to his left, trying to search for answer. He looked back at you and answered your question. "I wanted you to have the wrong information. I didn't want him to know what Google IRL meant, nor did I want you to know. That flash drive did contain the information of what a Google IRL was, but I didn't want you knowing that. He knew that you were a sacrifice, but he didn't want to be powerful like I did. He just wanted to know what the words meant. See, I wanted him to keep doing work for me. That's why I kept the information away from him. But I was afraid that you were going to help him and try to steal the flash drive. It was a pretty simple plan. Trick him into thinking that I was going to give him the information when I really wasn't. I just needed him to do some "work" for me. Do you understand?" He asked. "Kind of..." You replied. Wilford nodded his head.

You and Wilford both ate the rest of your dinner. You talked rarely when you finished. You would usually just drink some of your wine to ignore talking to him. Once you finished your wine, Wilford picked up his and your plate. He placed it in the sink before opening the fridge and pulling out a wine bottle. The wine was a switch from dark wine to light wine. As he got closer, you noticed the words "White Zinfandel". He poured some into your glass and then some into his. He placed the wine on the table and sat back down. Your picked up your glass and took a few sips before placing it back down. After placing it down, you gave out a tiny yawn. Wilford placed his glass down and looked up at you. "Tired?" He asked. You looked up at him and slowly nodded your head. "Yeah, kind of. I don't know what time it is, though. All I know is that I am tired." You said before yawning again. "It's currently 9:33 pm." Wilford informed. You nodded your head. "Thanks." You responded. Wilford took one last sip of his wine before sitting up from his chair and walking over to you.

Your eyes drooped as you felt your body lose energy. Wilford grabbed your body bridal style and lifted you up and off of the chair. He walked up to the door that led to the bedroom and placed his hand on the knob. He twisted the knob and pushed the door open with his foot. He walked towards the bed and placed you down. He pulled the covers down from underneath you and placed them over your body. "Mind if I join you?" He asked as he started to unbutton his jacket. You hesitated before slowly nodding your head. "...You could join me...I guess..." You mumbled. Wilford smiled as he slid his shoes off. He slid into the bed beside you. He wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer. "Goodnight, my queen." He whispered seductively. You closed your eyes as so did Wilford. You needed to find a way to end this. You needed to find a way to stop Wilford. You needed to find a way to get Mark, Google, Light, and especially Dark back.