It's a dark stormy night, upon the top tallest building in L.A, stands Markiplier, keeping an eye out for crime, lightning illuminates the sky briefly as he hears a cry into the night
"Where's The Blacksmith!!! Where's the Blacksmith!!!" the voice fades into the night, Markiplier turns to the direction the cry came from and narrows his eye's, without hesitation he jumps from the building and flies towards that direction
in a small town people can be heard screaming, cops cars speed down a street and come to a stop with their tires screeching against the wet road, the officers exit their vehicles, get behind them and pull out their guns as they watch a dark figure slowly approach them holding a woman by the neck, she's gasping and kicking for breath, the cops take their guns off safety and aim at the figure and one of them call out to the figure
"release the girl now!"
the dark figure looks at the officers with red glowing eye's before he speak in a demonic tone
"Where's the Blacksmith!