NateWantsToBattle. Well, If That doesn't says enough. This boy was defenitly in for a battle. Simpel wasn't good enough. He always had to be challenged. With a simple 'Do you want to play allong ?' you just will not succeed. No, you had to really work had. But he was easy to convince. That was good, but no fun.
With the last clicks on the keybord his new number finnally done. Nate was on a roll. Hij had everthing finished on time and he knew for sure that everything would be alright. Nate looked to the side to his girlfriend and smiled. He swore that she got prettier every day. He had come so far that he didn't know how far he had come. He really didn't know what he was doing. He stood up and walked to the kitchen. He had hunger and toke something to eat. It was still early, so Morgan wouldn't cook. He sat down on the couch and relaxed. He wanted watch Anime and tunr on an episode of Deathnote. He toke a bite of his food and his television began to act strange. The screen seemed to not work well and Nate groaned. He didn't want to work more and surely not with his television. He stood up carefully and looked at the television. That had stoped zooming. There had appaired blue screen with vague tekst on it. It looked like the startscreen of a game. Had he turned on the playstation on accident? Nate took his controler and looked if he could do something with that. It worked. He came in a game that looked almost exacly like his real life. Only there seemed to dissapear people. More friends seemed to just dissapair. Nate found very intresting and played. He had no idea that everything he did actually happend in real life. He had no idea that his best friends were killed and abused. Nate had played the game until the end and that was the moment a vague tekst on the screen.
Do you wanna play part 2 of this game?
Yes
No
You have 40 seconds to decide
Nate was curious, but had bad feeling. A weird game that looked like reality where his friends died if he got further in to the game. It was terrible, but it wasn't real...right? Nate didn't trusted it. He wanted to know the finest of it. His counter had began to count down. 39, 38, 37, 36, 35, 34, 33,32, 31. 30. Nathan, Be smart. This challenge you must take. This is your chance to proof who NateWantsToBattle really is. Nate stared at the screen before him. It felt as if someone looked in his soul. It didn't scare him what really had happend with the others. Only Nate didn't know that. He had no idea what was waiting for him. 29, 28, 27, 26, 25, 24, 23, 22, 21, 20. Nathan, Let's not be childisch now. We are both adults. We can solve this responsible. Al your doubts, al your insecurities. Nate hated those words with whole his hart. It felt as if his best friend just had told him that his girlfriend had slept with him and immidiatly married. 'It isn't real.' That thought repated itself in Nate's head. A strange feeling began to nibble in his head. A gutfeeling that just didn't wanted to go. A brief moment he looked around him if someone saw him, but there was no one, but there nobody was there to tell him it was just a stupid joke. 19, 18, 17, 16, 15, 14, 13, 12, 11, 10. Nathan,...How do I say this? It is just a game. A game with a price. That price is your life. If you lose...It's over. Sometimes I want people to go willingly, but they never do. 9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1,0...You are trapped, Nathan Smith.
Nate knew excactly what was coming. It was just as wrong as he tougth. He knew what kind of game he was playing. He knew who was taunting him. And there was nothing he could do. It was over. There was Brett. He had cried and was abused. There would be a chance that Nate was the one who would win this game. He would play, just like they wanted. He would do everthing they wanted him to do. He did nothing when he slowly clicked 'Yes' and his faith saw.
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You Saw Nothing- A Youtuber AU/SAW-fanfiction (Completed)
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