"The Last Of Us" : A Team Crafted Story (DISCONTINUED! READ LATEST UPDATE!)

Chapter 12- Practice Session

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The picture above is my representation of Enderlox, it'll be needed in this chapter ;3 (and yes, I did in fact draw it.)
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"Up, down, left, down!"

"DAMMIT. FLUFFY STAHPPPPPPP!"

"NO BIGGUMS, YOU NEED TO GET DAT RIGHT!"

Mitch ducked out of the way before the practice dummy could slice his head off.

"THAT DAMN SETO, WHY DID HE DO THIS!?" He growled and swung his axe at the prop.

"Because biggums, it helps!" Jerome argued back and chuckled.

Mitch rolled his eyes. He would not admit he was wrong.

The fluffy Bacca sensed this and laughed harder, but kept a close eye on his mate and the whizzing dummy.

"Stop laughing Jerome!" Hissed Mitch as he nearly got his arm cut off. This was indeed very dangerous training.

The dummy was flying at Mitchell and doing everything it's hard-wired brain could do, this was Seto's ingenuity.

When Mitch was busy yelling at Jerome, it nicked his shoulder and tore a cut in his jacket.

"DAMMIT!" He cried, wincing in pain and glaring at the rip. "STOP THIS STUPID MACHINE RIGHT NOW!"

"Calm down Biggums... I'll sew it up once we get to my room," the Bacca shushed, pressing a button on the remote he had in his paw. The machine dropped to the ground instantly, the iron sword in it's hand hitting the ground with a loud, metallic clang.

"Now, let's get inside and mend that up," He smiled, lifting Mitch off his feet and carrying him bridal style back inside the Base.

The Canadian blushed and pecked a kiss on Jerome's cheek. "Thanks Biggums."

"No problem Biggums," He replied as the he went up the stairs and into his room.

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Deadlox was still sleeping soundly and enjoying his peaceful dream, the first one in weeks.

He kept smiling and hugged his pillow, burying his face in it and murmuring words softly.

"S...Sky....love... you..." He cooed and brought his legs up to his stomach, only to find an object already there.

His eyes snapped open and two somethings clashed into the bed frame, causing him to wince.

"What the hell...?" He muttered and scratched his head, only for it to start bleeding as soon as a finger touched it.

"Ow!" Ty whined and looked at his hands. He gasped and bit back a scream. Shiny black scales were plated on his hands all the way up to his elbows, with smaller ones branching off and scattered in different places. The reason why his head bled was because of large, black claws having taken his fingernails' place.

"W....what!" He cried.

Attempting to get up, it only resulted for him to slam those two somethings into the nightstand and trip him.

He winced again and looked behind him. This time he screamed. Those two somethings happens to be black dragon wings coated with the same scales on his arm. Stretched in-between their fingers was glittery, purple skin.

This was not a good morning at all.

An object snaked around his right arm as he was on the verge of crying, he peered down to find a black, scaly tail topped with dark purple spikes the color of his wing skin. Another scream. Clutching his head tightly, he fell back onto the bed and started to cry.

Adam soon came pounding on his door because Ty had locked it the night before for some peace and quiet.

"Ty, what's wrong?!"

As he was about to answer, his tongue felt fangs at the front of his mouth and he gasped, refusing to speak.

Adam kicked the door down and his eyes widened at his Lover's form.

"A...Adam... help... me..." He whimpered, feeling thick horns atop his scalp.

"T...Ty... what happened?!" He cried, wrapping his arms around the dragon hybrid.

"I don't know!" Ty sobbed, his tail wrapped around Adam's waist tightly. The Butter God forced down a cry of surprise and kissed Ty's cheek.

"I will still love you, even if you are this... thing," He cooed, kissing Ty's lips briefly.

Sky took note that Ty had extended ears that poked out of his hair on the sides, not a normal skin tone was it either... and the fact Ty's tongue was now forked.

"How... can y.. you love a monster like me..." Deadlox whimpered, his ears and wings drooping.

"Hey, hey, hey, no Mr. FrownyDragon!" Sky smiled and kissed Ty's lips, who kissed back soon after.

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"Seto, this jetpack fuel sure hits the stuff!" Jason chuckled and zoomed around a tree a mile away in less than three seconds.

"I enhanced it with special spells and items to make it do that," Seto replied and smiled.

"Well, it's amazing! Think I'll stick with this one!"

"Now remember, fuel is flammable... don't get it near fire." The Sorcerer winked at Jason and giggled.

MinecraftUniverse landed on his feet gracefully and slipped the jetpack off, taking a deep breath and letting it out. "I love flying, it makes me feel so free... like I can do anything I want~"

"You certainly do love it," Seto chuckled and put his arm on Jason's shoulder.

"Think we should head back now, I need to go feed Jeffrey and Dylan," He answered, looking at the castle in the distance.

"Indeed, and I need to attend to my potions."

So, the two males headed back side-by-side; not knowing of the dangers yet to come.