"I want you to know that if things go south, I'm sorry." Mark whispered to Jack as he cautiously inched forward with the syringe in hand, his eyes scanning the area for Marvin until he found him in the back.

"What the fuck are you talking about Mark?!" Jack hissed as he grabbed Mark's arm, holding the dark haired gamer back as the group of zombies continued to advance.

"Just trust me Seán, please." Mark pleaded, his brown eyes boring into Jack's blues until Jack reluctantly let go of him with a nod.

"Here, I'll provide a distraction!" Anti offered with a mischievous grin, the glitch grunting as he managed to throw Dark at Jackaboy to distract the hero from Mark as he threaded through the crowd of zombie egos.

"Anti!" Dark snapped as he collided with Jackaboy, the pair falling onto the ground while Anti smiled innocently.

Dark grimaced as he managed to kick Jackaboy with his injured leg to prevent the hero from biting him, the makeshift splint shattering once it made contact with Jackaboy's jaw.

Mark made it past Robbie before Chase tackled him to the ground, the YouTuber gritting his teeth as he fought to keep Chase's face away from him.

"Jack!" Mark shouted, tossing the syringe over to Jack so he could use both hands to shove Chase off of him.

Jack managed to catch the syringe before making his way towards Marvin, Robbie crawling towards the Irishman before wrapping his arms around Jack's legs.

"Shit!" Jack cursed as he fell to the ground, the syringe rolling across the ground over to Dark as he managed to stand up.

"Your turn." Dark muttered to Anti as as he pressed the syringe into the glitch's hand, smacking him in the head with his free hand before the demon allowed Doctor Iplier to help him somewhat limp away from the chaos.

Anti stick his tongue out at Dark and easily kicked Robbie away from him as he ran towards Marvin, the zombie magician's hands glowing a toxic green as Anti drew closer.

Marvin abruptly raised his hands and shot out a burst of magic at Anti, knocking the syringe out of his hand and sending him flying through the air.

Anti landed on Jack while Schneep jumped up and snatched the syringe out of the air, Chase grabbing onto the German's arm to bite him.

"Sorry mein friend, I'll help you as soon as I can." Schneep promised Chase as he punched Chase hard enough in the face to cause him to stagger back, the German turning to find himself face to face with Marvin.

"The Host knows that Doctor Schneeplestein will get injured if he attempts to inject the syringe into Marvin without restraining him." The Host narrated as he kicked Marvin's legs out from underneath him, Marvin lashing out to knock the syringe out of Schneep's grasp.

"How hard is it to shoot him up with whatever this is?" Wilford grumbled as he grabbed the syringe, moving to inject it into Marvin before the magician teleported.

"Well that's just great." Wilford huffed sourly, turning around in time to see that Marvin had teleported behind him.

"Have fun old chap!" Wilford called out to Jameson as he tossed the syringe to him, the dapper grabbing it as Robbie drew closer to him.

"Shh, be very Jim." Reporter Jim whispered to his twin as they snuck up behind Marvin, Jameson delivering the syringe to the pair as Marvin turned around.

Jim let out a rather girly scream as he tossed the syringe into the air, Doctor Iplier's eyes wide as he ran to catch it.

Google clasped his hands together and let Doctor Iplier step onto them to give him a boost, the automaton throwing the doctor in the air so he could catch the syringe.

Doctor Iplier tossed the syringe to Mark once he landed on the ground, the dark haired gamer currently holding Marvin against the ground by his throat with Anti's help.

"Here goes nothing." Mark muttered as he injected the syringe into Marvin's neck, the magician snapping at Mark until his eyes fluttered shut.

Jackaboy, Chase, and Robbie abruptly froze as they looked down at Marvin's eerily still body, the trio quickly running away as Schneep and Doctor Iplier knelt by Marvin.

"Marvin? Please vake up, ve need you." Schneep whispered pleadingly, desperation shining in his eyes while Doctor Iplier bit his lower lip.

"We need to go, it's not safe out here." Google advised the group, none of them listening as they waited for something, anything, to happen.

"Is...is he...?" Jack didn't dare finish his sentence as tears welled up in his eyes, Schneep nodding in remorse as he stood up.

"I'm sorry, he...he's dead." Doctor Iplier stated grimly, bowing his head while Mark examined the empty syringe in his hand.

A single gasp cut through the dark silence, Marvin's eyes fluttering open for a brief moment before he closed them again.

"What...happened?" Marvin murmured softly, a smile lighting up Schneep's face as he pulled Marvin up into his arms for a tight hug.

"Gott sei Dank, it's good to see you again!" Schneep exclaimed as Marvin opened his eyes, his breathing labored.

"I...I don't feel..." Marvin trailed off as he turned his head, the magician coughing into his hand.

Marvin moved his hand away from his mouth to see his fingers coated in blood, Doctor Iplier exchanging a worried look with Schneep.

"I think we've only made a temporary solution, we might not have much time before he turns zombie again." Doctor Iplier observed.

"Marvin, do you have any idea how to cure zhe disease?" Schneep gently prompted the magician, his eyes starting to close once more as his body grew limp in the German's arms.

"Wake the fuck up damnit!" Anti demanded as he grabbed the front of Marvin's short and lifted him up, slapping Marvin hard in the face.

Marvin blearily blinked a couple of times in surprise as he shook his head, coughing into his hand before spitting out a string of blood onto the ground.

"Ve need to know how to help you and zhe others Marvin." Schneep urged Marvin, the magician nodding slightly.

"The disease...it latches onto your cells and decays them at a fast rate, so the longer you have it, the worse it is." Marvin explained, Schneep nodding in understanding as he scribbled something onto his page of notes with a pencil Jameson handed him.

"So we need something that regenerates cells, but we don't have anything!" Doctor Iplier blurted in frustration.

"H-here, this...this should...h-help." Marvin spoke through clenched teeth as he retrieved a vial from his cape, offering it to Schneep.

The German delicately took it from Marvin before tucking it into the pocket of his lab coat, the magician taking in a long shuddering breath.

"Go...please." Marvin whimpered before breaking off into a coughing fit, his body trembling as tears pricked his eyes.

"GO!" Marvin screamed as he clutched his head in his hands, Schneep scrambling to his feet as the magician's pupils dilated.

"C'mon, we have to find somewhere safe so we can finally make the right cure." Doctor Iplier told Schneep, the German taking one last look at Marvin before reluctantly following the others away from him.

Jack could hear the distant sound of a zombie groan as they walked away, his heart aching for the magician as he forced himself to go forward without looking back.