A book featuring multiple characters from multiple fandoms.
A/N: My last book was taken down so this is technically a continuation of it. I will be adding some part twos from my last book with descriptions of what happened in the first part. I will...
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Y/N's POV
" I'm going to head out to get some food for dinner. I'll be back before nightfall." I said to my parents. " Sweetheart be careful. Remember not to wander too far from our town borders. The Great Destroyer usually hunts in the lands around our town." My mother said. " I'll be fine. Plus I've never even seen this Great Destroyer in my eighteen years on Earthbread. He probably doesn't even exist anymore." I said. I then turned and headed outside. My name is Y/N Cookie. I'm a weaker spice that lives in the supposed domain of the Beast Cookie Burning Spice. I've only heard stories about him and haven't seen him before so I'm a bit skeptical of his existence.
Everyone seems so scared of him but since i've never seen him I'm not too worried. Currently my father was out somewhere and we were out of food so I decided to go to the desert fields to gather some food for my mother and I. To be honest, my father is rarely around. My mother would never tell me where he went and when he comes home he's always beaten and bruised. Whenever i try to ask him what happened, he always says it's a work injury. I know he's lying but I've decided to stop asking. " Now what should dinner be tonight?" I thought to myself. I looked around at the fields but i couldn't decide what to bring home.
" Decisions, decisions." I said to myself. But as i looked around the field, I heard someone groan in pain. " What the heck?" I asked myself. I followed the noise to some nearby rocks. As I peered over to the other side of them, I saw a cookie. He was a tall cookie with reddish dough and long black hair. He had an axe at his side and was holding his side as jam came out of it. " Are you okay?" I asked. " No you little brat." The cookie hissed. I jumped a bit out of fear. " H-Hang on. I think I have some bandages with me. I always bring some in case I get hurt."I said as I took the bandages out of the bag I brought with me.
i knelt down next to him and moved his arm away from the cut. " Bandages won't be enough.I need to get you stitched up. But I don't have the supplies here. My mother keeps supplies to patch up wounds back home." I said. I knew what I had to do. " I'm going to have to move you. Just hold onto me." I said. I lifted him up and started leading him to my house. When we arrived I brought him around back and brought him in through the window. I laid him down on my bed and ran to where my mother kept the supplies to patch up my father. I made sure she wasn't around and grabbed the supplies.
I made my way back to my room and locked the door. The mysterious cookie was unconscious so I started patching up his side before he lost more jam. " this cut is so deep. How did he get it? Who is this cookie? And why is the smell of spice so overwhelming?" I though to myself.
Burning Spice's POV
I opened my eyes and found myself in an unfamiliar room. It was small yet cozy. I looked down and found myself laying on a bed. I barely fit in it. " Where am I?"I asked aloud. When I went to sit up, I felt a sharp pain in my side. I winced and gripped it. " Damn that weak spice. I can't believe he cut me." I said as I remembered what happened during my last hunt. But then i remembered something else." I never went back home and got my side bandaged. Who did this?" I asked myself. " Oh, you're awake." I heard someone say. I turned to see a weaker spice cookie standing in the door way. " Who are....aah!" I said as I tried moving again. " Don't move. Your wound hasn't healed. It's been healing faster than most wounds I've seen but it still needs more time." He said.
