Drakesons pov
I slowly opened my eyes. i was hang up side down face to face with a boy in a white shirt. he had bright blue eyes that were full of bleed stainted tears, his hair was black as the night sky and had cuts and bruzis here and there and seemed in pain. "please dont hurt him" he said "looks like my pupput is ready to play some torture games with his older brother Grayson the EX COMMANDER how sad that this young boy gets to watch his own father suffer at the hands of his little brother armen." herobrine said with a sinking twisted bone braking tone. "ow and you must be little drakesons the sons of drake the ender hybrid mage, im suprized i thought you be more black" he said with a smirk "hay thats mean dont talk about my dad that way he is perfect the way he is dont make fun of my dads endermen side" i screamed at him "ow fisty arnt we now drakesons" he said as he grabed his dimmond pickaxs and placed it at the corner of my mouth "a friend of mine showed my a fun game one time with one of his victoms he called it smile nobody wants a sad face, now who was he ow jeff, jeff the killer that creepy past lengend i worked with him a lot" he said as he slowly moved the pickaxs to the corner of my mouth and started to pull, every little rip of my skin hurt tears fell from my eyes as the pain became unbareable ,was this the end was i going to die by the hands of this murder was i never going to see my dad? 'no NO NO NOOOOOOO!'" i screamed as i could feel a new power release from my body "no".
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