Past book title:
Accidental death!?
Tw:
Death
Swords
Blood
Drugs
Axes
Fighting
Cussing
Crying (?)
What would happen when the vigilant red-coon is taken by the top three heros and made one himself? What happens when he has a same past that came bac...
This is getting weirder and weirder every single hour... I keep hearing the voices talking and my name!!?
Then I get these visions were I can move the body in in and talk. Hell earlier wil made me a sandwich then it happened, and when I could see the normal shit again I was drinking orange juice?
"So tommy, try to talk to them"
A voice said.. It sounded a lot like the hero rewind
Hello?
A voice in my head said "what the fuck? " I ask myself shaking my head
Can you uhmm... Hear me?
"Yeah I came hear you.. "
What the hell is going on?? Why do I keep seeing glimpses of your world??
The hell if I know! "No idea! " I said happily. There was a knock at the door. " Yeah? " I asked "hey tom-" the world blured
Tom... Tom.. Tom.. Tom...
Holy shit fuck damn kill me..
The voice said "Tommy??? " Phil asked who was now in front of me. "You okay mate? " he asked and I shook my head no, pointing to my mouth and making a X
"Uhm.. Okay?? Do you.. Wanna be alone? " he asked and I nodded. He sighed standing up and leaving the room, The door swinging shut behide him.
I try to take some deep breaths but it doesn't work..
Flashback??
"Toms! " dream happily called "Y-yes dream?? " I called back out. I could hear the heavy footsteps making its way towards my room
The door swung open "I thought we had a talk about your door being shut Tom.. " he said in a stren tone the blood that was on his face dripping down
'Yeah, if me being beaten half to death counts as a talk then sure?. ' I thought... Fucking rookie mistake
"Hm, seems you haven't learned you lesson. " he says walking towards me and grabbing me by the hair taking a knife from his pocket and slowly dragging it across my face
I hiss in pain as the blood trickles down my face causing a small tickle to my face.
I was a second before he took the knife from my face and stabs my arm. I scream out in pain quick to be silenced when he twist it around as a warning.
"Shall we repeat last time? " he asked as a flash of the treatment came before me
"N-No! I'm sorry dre—sir! " I cried and he takes the knife out "hmph, that's what I thought. " he said standing up and leaving
The heavy footsteps decrease as I struggle to stand. Once I finally succeed in my task I walked to my bathroom
I flick the light on and walk over to my mirror and glace in it
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It's so bad I know 😭😭😭
'Damn I look like shit... ' I thought before opening the mirror and- gra-
Tommy?
B-b- Tommyyy?
No more flash back😄👋
"Tommy? "
What.
"Soooo... We are from different universe, my is the original. "
