Dark's POV
"All I want from you is..." He said as he looked down at Y/N. "Y/N." Mark started shaking his head in shock as my eyes widened. Wilford gave us one last wicked grin before him and Y/N disappeared. I stood there in shock before I slowly knelt down. I stared at the ground as a tear ran down my face. 'No, I can't let this happen. I have to get her back!' I thought. Mark soon put his hand on my shoulder. "Dark...I know what you are thinking. But it is impossible. And we both know that." He said. 

I shook my head and quickly bent forward so Mark's hand fell off of my shoulder. I stood up, still staring at the wall in front of me. "No, I won't let this happen. I love her. I am going to get her back no matter what you say." I said sternly. Mark nodded his head. "Well then I'm coming with you." He replied as he smiled at me. I shook my head. "No, it's too dangerous. Stay here and protect yourself." I said. He then shook his head. "No...I kind of love her too. Besides, I would never let you go alone. Now, let's stop wasting time. Let's go get Y/N back." I shrugged my shoulders and sighed. "Guess I can't say no." Mark smiled wider and put out his hand. I hesitated before slowly placing my hand in his. Dark smoke form around around our hands and up our arms. As it covered our whole bodies to the point where it was near our faces, I smiled wickedly. 'Just wait, Wilford.' I thought. 'Once I get there, your throat will be in my hands.'

Y/N's POV
You woke up looking at the ground. You had a slight headache and your vision was a little blurry. You looked up and tried to figure out where you were. Darkness. That's all you saw. You tried to move your hands but then noticed that they were tied up. They weren't tied up anything, they were just tied together. Well, this seems familiar. You thought as you remembered when Dark kidnapped you. Your thoughts then were disturbed when you saw and heard a man walking up to you chuckling. You already knew who it was. Wilford. Wilford Warfstache.

 He crouched down in front of you and studied your face. You just stared as his eyes. They were like Dark's, but pink. But so mesmerizing. He looked all over your face until he focused onto your eyes. "So beautiful, yet, so fragile." He said with a deep, sexy voice. You didn't respond. You just...stared. He chuckled as he looked back into your eyes. He then started leaning towards your face. You remained calm as he put his fingers on your chin and pulled your face closer to his. Soon, your lips connected. And before you knew it, he was kissing you and you were kissing back. He was like Dark, but way more gentle. Kind of like Mark's, but a little bit more rough. It was...perfect. But soon, the perfection ended. 

He pulled away and chuckled. "You're so easy." He said. You heard that before. Dark said it. Then you remembered why. You looked down at the ground as you noticed that you were blushing. "Don't hide it. You look cute when you blush." He mumbled as he walked into the darkness. After a couple of seconds, the lights were turned on. You blinked a couple of times so that you regained your sight. You then looked around the room, examining it very closely. In front of you stood Wilford with a door behind him. To your right was another door. To your left was a king sized bed with nightstands on the both sides. Behind you was once again, another door. It was wide opened and you discovered it that it was a bathroom. All of the doors were black. The walls were a hot pink and the carpet was all black. Wilford walked over and untied you. Once you were untied, you started rubbing your wrist with your hand. But you were interrupted with a jolt of pain in your side. 

You fell over on your side as you wrapped your arms around your stomach. "It was an accident, I swear~." Wilford chuckled. Then he turned serious. "Get up or I'll do it again." He said sternly. You didn't even bother to move. Your side get too much for you to even move a finger. Wilford smirked as he kicked you again in your stomach. Hard. You positioned yourself so that you were kneeling as you started coughing up blood. After you were done, you quickly stood up on your feet. You had your left hand holding onto the pole for balance as your right hand was over your stomach. Wilford snickered as he walked over to the door and opened it. He motioned for you to walk in. You glared at him as you walked into the room.

 This room had a black, leather sofa in it. It also has a small bar which is probably counted as the kitchen. To your right was door that was half opened. So, all you saw was a tiny twin sized bed. To your left was another door that Wilford was currently opening. He walked through as you peeked inside. What you saw sent shivers down your spine. It was a surgical table with another little table next to it holding tools. "Do not be afraid of that unless you do something bad like trying to kill me or just disobey me." Wilford said as he exited with a tiny golden gun in his hand. "I think I learned my lesson about obeying you back there." You snarled as he walked over to the other door that was half open.

 "Good." He responded. He then turned around to face you and leaned against the door frame. "This your room." He said as he pointed to behind him. "How long will I be staying here?" You asked quietly. "It depends." He answered as he looked down and started twirling the gun in between his fingers. "On what?" You asked watching him twirl his gun. He stopped and looked up at you. "You." He responded. He then started to twirl the gun again. You were hesitant to ask another question, but soon, you found the courage. "What's that for?" You asked as you pointed down at his gun. "Nothing. I just have in case something happens. Anyway, I always have it with me. Well, most of the time." He replied still twirling the gun in between his fingers. You shook your head slowly. "W-what happens if I disobey you?" You asked quietly. He stopped again and looked back up at you.

 He then walked up to you and put his lips next to your ear. He places his hand on your wrist and responded. "Whatever I want." All of a sudden, you felt a burning pain in your wrist. You winced in pain as Wilford let go of your wrist. You looked down to see a "W" burned into your skin. You looked over at Wilford that was now entering his room. He looked over at you and smiled before shutting the door gently behind him. You sighed and entered your room. You sat on our bed and started thinking. "So...Am I here to be tortured. Is Mark and Dark coming to save me? Do I really love three men and two of them are probably not even human beings? "Why is life so difficult?!" You yelled as you fell back on the bed. After a while, you positioned yourself in a sleeping position. Your thoughts were the only things that drifted you to sleep. Your thoughts of Mark, Dark, and Wilford.