Markiplier: the Birth of a modern Superman {1}

Prologue: Mark's story

Hello everybody, my name is Markiplier. I'm sure all of you are wondering as to who I am in this life and how things came to be the way they currently are. Well, allow me to tell you. A few months ago, I was an actor, but we'll get into that later on, and now I'm retired. I've always had a passion for helping others in whatever way I could, and I think that's what has led me to the friends I have now.

Speaking of helping people and making friends, a short while ago, I became the care giver for a man named Sean McLoughlin, or Jack as we all call him. Jack was the sole survivor of his family's murder, but the attack left him without the use of his legs, his voice, or even his right eye and cuts on his wrist and neck. By the time they found him, his wounds were infected with so much septic crap, that they couldn't get rid of any of it. He could get better, but it was gonna be a slow and very endearing process, and he was gonna need a lot of help. I met Jack almost a year earlier, he was a huge fan and a great admirer of mine and I thought I could a great help to him. Also, because I thought helping him would be a good start for me helping others.

To help him out some, and to also help myself through some shit I've been going through, I took Jack with me and some friends to a weekend getaway at my family's newly bought manor. It's a huge ass mansion in the middle of the country further up north. The other people that were there with us were my long time friends Tyler Scheid and Ethan Nestor, Damien the mayor, Abraham the detective, my ex-wife Celine, the chef and Colonel William. I know, a strange bunch, but even stranger is what happened. For some reason I can't remember much, only a few brief flashes of my friends looking frightened, enraged or even crazed.

The last thing I can remember, is this small image of someone, I can't figure out who but someone, pointing a gun at me and putting a bullet in my chest. Afterwards, I woke up flying out of a river, yes you read correct, I FLEW out of the water. And if that's not weird enough, when I looked down at the river, I saw a meteor floating in the water. It had a bunch of other rocks and stones on it that were glowing different colors. And finally on top of all that, I was able to carry it out myself by lifting it up above my head before safely hiding it and then looking at my reflection in the water and noticing that the top part of my hair was suddenly red.

So yea, first I'm murdered and wake up unable to remember how it happened and now I'm super strong, super fast and super cool. Ok, I was already that last part, call me egotistical if you may, but bottom line is today was one of the strangest days I've ever had. But I needed to get back to the mansion and find out what happened, which is what I did as soon as I was able to wrap my head around whatever the hell was happening to me. And yes, in case all of you were wondering, I did fly back there. Yes it was freaky at first, but it was cool as hell. Nothing like the pure freedom of flying around in mid air without a care in the world, one of the best things I've ever experienced, with my clothes on that is.

Sorry, I'm off topic. Anyway, as soon as I made it back to the manor, instead of getting answers I only got more mysteries and more horrific news. Celine, Damien, the chef, the grounds keeper and the detective were all murdered and Tyler, Ethan and The Colonel were all missing. As for Jack, thankfully, he was upstairs in his room and was perfectly ok. He was taken to the police station shortly after the keeper of the house returned and saw the carnage that was left behind. As soon as no one else was looking, I ran into the woods and took off flying again, headed for the nearest town and then the police station.

I still don't have the slightest clue on what the hell is happening, but I'll figure it all out when I can and when the time comes. For now, I just need to find Jack, make sure he's safe, get him home and see where we head to next to search for answers. Whatever I do from here on out, I hafta do it fast. I need to find out who killed my friend's and where Tyler and Ethan disappeared to. Whatever I am now, whatever happens and whatever I must do, I'm gonna find out what happened to me, I'm gonna find out what happened at that house, I'm gonna find my friends, and I won't stop until I do.

My name is Markiplier, and welcome to my story.