Met in a video game and became very close.
Met in real life and became sworn enemies.
Fight and Sup at least that's what they know each other by.
Ultima eyes have never been hard to deal with until now. It's hard that whenever he feels any emotion...
Ok so I'm gonna change a little about the plot. I don't watch Aphmau anymore but lately I've been having the urge to write something with the Aphmau rp storyline. So why not ZaintSee. Their already bffs in a video game so that's a start. The main thing that's getting changed is. They are now werewolves. But pretty much they look like this.
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And if you have seen Aphmau's rp then you'll know about the ultima. Pretty much a werewolf that has red eyes that show sometimes. Deadly to humans, can turn a human into a werewolf. That kind of thing. Soooooo let's get on with the book.
~Saint POV~ "Do I have to go to school today." I whine at Fight through the headset.
"Sup, we already talked about this, you would get to talk to me for 10 minutes in the morning then I have to go and you do too." Fight answered for the 100th time today.
"Ughhhh!" I groan and let my head fall on my table.
"Sup, it's literally not even a day you can survive." Fight chuckled. "You had the whole break and we talked everyday, Sup you can survive until you get home." I rolled my eyes then finally gave in with a sigh.
"Fine, MOM," I couldn't help but take the chance to tease Fight. A light laugh sounded on the other end.
"If you want to call me that then go ahead Sup." Fight teases. I chuckle at Fight's words.
"Ok I have to go now." I say then turn off my computer.
~Zee POV~ "Ughhhhh!" I groan and lay back in my bed. "Why is it whenever I feel any emotion this happens!" I look in the mirror at my half red eyes.
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(I'll use pictures from ZaintSee and Aphmau to explain things)
"Son what did I tell you about talking to the person on that game!" My dad yells from behind me.
"You don't control me dad!" I turn around and yell just as loud. "I'll talk to him if I want!"
"Son you don't understand this is for your safety." My dad says looking at me.
