Vaas X Jason An Aggressive Approach.
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This book contains the following:
Very Descriptive Sexual Themes
Blood, Gore, Killing, Violence
Mild Drug Use
Smoking
Very Strong Language
If you are uncomfortable with ANY of the above, please do not read. Thank you.
DISCLAIMER:
I do NOT own, nor was I involved in the creating of the characters in this story. All rights belong to Ubisoft and/or the creator of these characters. I only created the plot of the story.
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Remember how Vaas never actually killed Jason? Or how Vaas let Jason kill him? There was a reason for that. Vaas had a secret love for "Snow White". Let's go back in time, to when Vaas was still alive, and see wha would happen if Vaas expressed his love to Jason.
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