Chapter 9-🤍🖤

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A/n: What other books should I write? I'm thinking on doing a Yandere platonic Jotaro.
Tw: threats of Rape/non-con
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The two baby monkies crawled out of the portal in front of a giant crater.

"Why would macaque teleport us here?" Mk said, changing back into his human form, you doing the same.

"I don't know...wait..." The area seemed to be like a desert, all life destroyed when whatever caused the crater came.

You turned around, an instinct telling you to do do, and there was a lone tree. Pink leaves sprouted from the tree, as you can see various diffrent fruits.

Infront of the tree lied a grave, surrounded by roses.

"This is where I was Buried." You monotony said to Mk, who gave you a supportive pat on the back.

"Hey...its ok. I know it's scary. But we'll figure this out together ok?" Mk said, as you gave a small smile.

"If this is a good time...I have a question." Mk quietly said as you gave a giggle. "Is there ever a good time? What's up?" You responded.

"Your the reincarnation of Rose right? But like...how?"  Mk sheepishly laughed.

"We share memories. That's the best way I can explain it." You responded as Mk gave a "ohhhh" and you laughed.

"Well. Monkey king isint going to stop hunting us. Cmon, we gotta figure out a pla-" you started to say before you faintly heard a crash. You felt your pupils dilate as you turned to the sound.

"Shit." You mumbled as you faintly saw the city.

"What is it?" Mk said as you looked over to him.

"We need to go."

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Sun wukongs POV:

























I smelt the blood instantly.

It was sickingly sweet.

My favorite.







I jolted up, and turned my head twords the aroma.













There he laied. Moitionless.





"Ha...you know blood really turns me on...I wish you wouldeve told me I wouldeve bit you instead..." I said.




Nothing





"Rose. Get up."



I got off the bed.










I squatted infront of him.






I leaned into his ear.




"If you don't wake up I'll fuck you so hard you'll be begging for mercy." I growled. I didn't mean it. I don't think so anyways.










Nothing.












I looked down at his chest.














A knife.














I could feel myself stop breathing.















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