[Hank x 2Bdamned] • A Madness Combat Oneshot Book

≈ Mysterious Path To Love ≈

Had this ✨totally wonderful✨ idea to make Hank a traveler and he got lost or smthin ?? Idk just read the chapter to figure out
ALSO WOAH GUYS WHEN IM WRITING THIS WE'VE GOTTEN #1 ON SANFORD, 2BDAMNED, AND BRAINROT, AND #3 FOR HANKJWIMBLETON?? !!! YOU GIYS R LITERALLY THE BEST !!

[Hank's POV]

I ran into a dense forest, trees tripping me up time to time as my almost infinite stamina carried me to the near middle of the forest before I started heavily breathing and sweating.
I cautiously looked around, drawing my sword slowly to cease the slight scratchy noise that rung from the sheath of the blade when I drew it.
Back up against the tree I tensed my body, focusing on the sounds around me.

Soon I realized my carelessness, I had gotten lost, trapped maybe, in this forest. Similar trees were spread all over the area and I'd lost my things whilst running, to throw the agents off track.
I clutched my sword tightly, my stomach churning in roaring hunger as I set off in my trip forward.
Looking up at the sky. Seeing the sun high up, unmoving, I let out a well deserved cry as I started to run to find somewhere or something to eat. I didn't know how far I was from my own 'home' let alone how long the trip would be on foot.

That was, until I found a clearing. It wasn't big, oh heavens no, but I saw a small little hut in the middle of said clearing. It was weathered, but seemingly well taken care of.
I cautiously approached the hut, ignoring my stomach that jabbed at my abdomen carelessly in retched pain.
Disgruntled, I smelled a familiar scent of food, I wasn't sure sure what kind but I finally gave in to my guts needy desires for it, walking up to the door and giving it a firm,

KNOCK KNOCK

Stumbling and hasty steps were all I heard as someone slightly opened the door, creaking it open enough for them to see me, but me not able to see them.
"Who are you, and state your reason why you're here." I heard a blunt, but soothing voice say from inside. "Hank J Wimbleton, I was being pursued by enemies and had gotten lost in this forest." I sternly grunted, "I mean no harm," putting a hand to my heart and bowing slightly to the man who was inside the, now much roomy looking, hut.
Hearing more shuffling, the door creaked open just enough for me to slide inside before the entrance slammed close.

"I assume you're on my side?" I wonderingly said, taking my grime covered boots off to not litter the nicely swept house with mud and germs.
Hearing the shorter man scoff, he'd mutter, "I'm neutral, I'm not on his side nor am I on yours." Seeing him shudder when he thought of  Auditor, the retched king that everyone hated but was not allowed to express, until I stood up for my and everyone else's people.
A ding ran softly throughout the cottage, "I presume your hungry?"
Throughout this whole situation I realized my hunger hadn't eased, eagerly nodding I waited for the mysterious man to get back so we could talk a bit more.

"So, your name is 2Bdamned?" I asked, in which I got a nod in response. "Say, that's a.. unique name," I chuckled, scratching the back of my neck.
2B shrugged, "it's more of a code name, you can called me Doc if you prefer," he replied calmly, eating his portion of food while my plate was already empty.
Is was then I realized what Doc looked like. His hair was silky, and in addition it was a soft grayish color, soft freckles that'd be overlooked if you didn't look enough at him, but his most obvious feature was a scar running up the sides of his mouth, nearing dangerously close to the outer corners of his eyes.
I, of course, was curious where he got it from. But I didn't want to dig into personal matters so I just let it be, 'Maybe a story for another time,' I thought, wondering if me and him would meet again anytime soon.

[2Bdamned's POV]

The sun was setting, golden rays bloomed as the light twirled angelically.
Dancing colors of periwinkle, orange, violet, overall warm and comforting colors mixed with cool, slick colors beautifully combined into a luxurious view.
Even after seeing it for years on end, it was different every time, sometimes the warm tones dominated angrily over the submissive cooler tones.
Or yet sometimes the cooler tones towered over the warmer ones, laying a gentle haze over the entire sky.
No matter what, each sunset has an effective sense of peacefulness, all unique and having survived another day in this chaotic world which I stay far, far away from.

I laid lazily outside, my hands tucked behind the back of my head as I stared at the darkening sky, stars starting to shine brightly as the light slowly dampened, the only light left being from the moon which was in its waxing crescent stage.
I heard the door open then close. I glanced over and saw Hank sitting next to me, staring at the sky with me.
His eyes looked gentle, soft even. His goggles rested on his forehead while his clothes were silently flowing in the wind.
Seeing how his chest rose up and down in a steady rhythm.

Inhale, one, two, three, four-
Hold, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven-
Exhale, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight-

Repeat, inhale, hold, exhale.
I eventually found my eyes back to the stars. Wisps of dark purples and blues were still visible. There were clouds high in the atmosphere that weren't much of a bother when viewing the sky.
I started tracing the shapes of the stars patterns I saw subconsciously onto my hand.

I propped myself up against the wall of my hut, Hank joining me soon after.
Even when we had just met today, we felt comfortable near each other.
Maybe it was just fate for us to meet, maybe it was just pure luck,
But this story between us definitely won't be over.
Nor will it end anytime soon.