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A past unknown [Part 3](Pewdiecry)This story will contain boyxboy content and violent themes at one point. You have been warned.
The sun was bright and not a cloud could be seen in the sky. Birds sang and the sound of children playing filled my ears. Was I at a park?
“Hey Ryan! Come over here!” I blinked and spun around to see a little kid wearing a white mask with a very simple face drawn onto it.
“Well come on slow poke!” The boy said again and raced off, past the other children and over to where an old looking cabin stood. It looked really out of place beside a kids park but I guess dreams can be weird. I followed the other kid up to the old cabin, looking into one of the filthy windows and saw him sitting on the floor with a bunch of toys surrounding him. So I went in.
The boy looked up from the paper he was currently scribbling coloured markers on and smiled from behind the mask.
Dark Chapter 15: Ends and Beginings ((Final)) Stephano's eyebrows raised at my question before I watched them draw towards the ground "Then that makes it even scarier..." he mumbled taking an innocent glance up at my face. My hands began to hold his face there as I said slowly "I promise I won't leave you alive or dead!" I smiled at him and he finally smiled back. I missed his golden smile I thought until I heard the tapping of footsteps against the stairs. "Huh?!" I spun around only to see Alem standing there looking at me and Stephano with what looked to be a bit of hurt in his eyes "Aradia, come with me please..." he said to me quietly as I looked to Stephano carefully. I nodded finally coming towards Alem slowly and unsure.
"A-Alem?" I asked him quietly but he just grabbed my hand quietly as we went through a door which made everything around it dark. I felt him gently squeeze my hand and I just let him unable to let go because of my fears of the dark though I wished Stephano were
Before note: Though this is a PewDiePie fanfiction, I made it so hopefully some non-fans could understand. Also, the first few chapters will eventually be corrected to follow the storyline, since I didn't plan everything before writing. Now that I do, there are few inconsistencies, so if you decide to read on, please understand that I'm going to try to correct them if you point them out. Enjoy!
“I’ll name him… Stephano. Come on, Stephano!”
At the time, it was a simple phrase, a one-liner to pique the interest of the easily attracted viewers. But to him, it meant the world.
The night sky was a black wormhole sprinkled with luminescent twinkling, shining brightly in the Italian town. Bedroom set to match, the monitor shined blindingly in contrast, the blinking letters and numbers faded into the white background. He shouldn’t have waited so late to upload his videos, and he was tired to boot.
I've been kidnapped by Cry and Pewdiepie. Chap 5.(Warning: Recommended 14+ for Violence (mostly in the last couple chapters) and Romance. Thank you.)
You groaned. This was not your bedroom. You sat up, remembering yesterday. “Damn it” you whispered… The smell of food wafted into your room, attracting you upstairs. You were like a lost puppy, smelling the sausage from a food cart on the busy street. Whistling came from the kitchen. As you turned the kitchen you saw him… Ryan. “Good morning.” He said. It was flat… No warmth to it. You frowned. “How was your sleep?” he asked you. “Could’ve been better…” You sighed. “Me too.” He muttered. He probably didn’t want you to hear that but you did. You studied him as he cooked… His mask was on again and you felt bad… You felt bad for last night but he said hurtful things too…. You looked at his back… Where last night you could see the bare skin
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