(YO! You! This book will contain violent, suicidal , gory and sad themes, if you don't like, or are scared of these types of things, or are triggered by these topics, please politely fuck off, also lots of swearing to come, it's a tommy au , what do you expect? a photo at the top will be displayed for show of any thing like clothes, there will be chapters dedicated to these outfits at some point )
He ran.
Axe thrown behind his head. His eyes full of fury, barely visible but glowing blue under his hood.
He brought the axe down on Wisp.
The diamond bounced back.
A clear, glassy barrier appearing and disappearing soon after.
His left pocket bleeped. 'You cannot hurt Wisp.'
He continued to beat his axe at Wisp. Over and over and over.
The sound of glass smashing filled the air.
'Wisp was slain by 'zero' using slayer of boomers'
He threw his fist in the air. Unable to speak, but overjoyed.
Deo dropped his sword. He saw the notification.
He knew Z was strong. But he didn't ever think that he could take a god, let alone kill one.
Him, a mere mortal, was now terrified of the being.
As the hooded figure stepped towards him, Deo took a step back.
Worried of what would happen next. Tensing up. He locked his eyes shut. Waiting for something to pierce his skull. He felt something tighten in his stomach.
No. Round his stomach. He slowly opened his eyes, looking down slightly. His eyes widened behind his shades.
The man had hugged him.
He felt a bit of weight drop on him.
The creature fell asleep.
Deo immediately calmed down.
The beast who had slain Wisp, had fallen asleep, arms round his stomach, head to the left, resting in the crook of Deo's neck.
He wasn't expecting that.
A small whir could be heard beside him, zeros cheek piece twisted left and right slightly.
Man, even as zero slept he's still thinking up plans huh?
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Peppermint zero
FanficHis life is a lie. His thoughts are a lie. His actions are lies. His cries are fake. He is not human. But he'll let them think he is, Until I can feel go home again. Until he can feel blood run through his back. He will be weak. I will not give in...
