THIS IS BEING REWRITTEN BOTH HERE AND ON MY AO3 "AppleBloomer" Cross was a loyal servant to Nightmare, even proving he would give his life to save his king. Nightmare had plenty of secrets hidden within himself. Until a small fit of rage gave away his true emotions for Cross. Cross had to face Nightmares growing emotions towards him, while dealing with a threat that could end their whole world. Ark Two: When Cross feels the happiest, things are pulled away from him when a long lost part of himself awakens with the soul purpose of tearing his life apart. Without a voice, he has to figure out how to take back his life from the one person who could destroy it all. The hints are slow, but maybe Nightmare will get it.

This is for the Anniversary of the ship coming up and this is my first story so please don't judge.

This is for the Crossmare anniversary 3rd July :3 Long ago an ancient chest containing all the gems and riches was kept under lock and key at the palace of the royals. The chest was a target. Pirates from all around the world would come to try steal its riches. But the chest held a curse. "If a pirate takes this chest and steals its riches, may a curse be set on them and the whole world." To keep the world safe, the royals hid the crate, locking it up along with a riddle. The key for the chest was entrusted with their closest and most reliable friend. The oceans been at peace for years now. But the holder of the key died, leaving it to his son, and with the pirates on his trail, its only a matter of time before the world collapses and falls out of balance Crossmare Cover credit: onebizarrekai on Tumblr.

They first came as individuals, people caught up in the Nuclear blast of Craitown. But people soon realised that the infected numbers were increasing. Cities were swarmed by mobs of what the few remaining survivors dubbed as 'Zombies'. The virus messed with their brains, driving them insane with a crazy instinct to kill. Survivors fled, taking refuge in defended shelters, sticking in groups. But nothing can keep the infected back. No defences. No weapons. No running. With numbers steadily rising and the living population dying out, the world is still no closer to finding a cure. And now people are starting to wonder, is this really the end of the world? DISCLAMER: This book contains horribly OOC characters and I as the author thoroughly dislike this book so don't have high hopes Cover credit: Avri_02 on Tumblr