Hello Again - Crafting Dead AU

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Alright

I'm gonna take a small detour in this part of the series. Well in my version of it anyway, and go along with the main story line for once.

Plus I'm taking a small break from my other chapters that I'm writing. Since literally all day Saturday I've had no motivation/questioned my own writing/ writers block. So basically I wrote very little and got nothing done in my opinion. Sigh. But hey it's been a while since we've had a small chapter, huh? Haha

And if this sounds jumbled up, it's because that how his mind works. Plus it kinda works as well since. . . Yeah. So I apologize if this sounds like a complete potato!

I'll update this book later, so maybe 2 chapters in one day. What?! It's been a while since that happened XD and if not then Tomorrow

Also on another note, people have been saying that Ross and Max have been getting a hard time. Just like [HE WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED] when he left the offices. Guys. Nothing lasts forever. And honestly I'm kinda happy they left, because it gives them their chance to grow as content creators. Also if you didn't see Adams rant on Tweeter I suggest you do. But basically I'm saying is that please don't give them shit when they're still growing. Their content is still small saplings, positivism is the sun, and well the Gardner is Adam, because he's an Amazing Friend. And if you are one of those people, then why are you reading this book? I support them, ship or not, they are both amazing people with YouTube or something else ahead of them- either way I hope they're okay. And I hope they don't leave like Seto or many other of Youtubers when people gave them shit. The dark is a scary place for anyone.

Anyways enjoy~!

-DawnADHH


Word Count: 1308

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*~ Max's P.O.V ~*

Oh no.

Where did they go?

They were just here a second ago

"Nick? . . . Sub? . . . Bobby? . . . Not Red?" I sat outside the church clutching my cleaver. But I had moved to behind the tree line, since I saw masked people, and muttered, "I hope they are okay. Are they okay? I really want to play Uno." My British police hat covered my eyes, "My friends. . . Wewoo. . . wewoo. . . wewoo."

"Who are you?."

Quickly I picked up my head and saw a guy around my age standing in front of me. He had umm super curly brown hair that was really pretty, but he wore a narwhal costume with a lab coat over it. It was really bloody. . . Was he hurt? I hope he's alright. His eyes were like the sea. No. One was grey and the other was blood shot. I cocked my head to the side and looked up at him. He looked really bored. Sitting up straight I gazed at him.

"Why aren't you dead?" He asked like a robot

I pulled him into a hug and sat him down in my lap. "Cute." I muttered

He pushed himself from me and looked at me angrily, "Clearly child minded. Idiot, I asked you a question, must I repeat myself?"

"I don't know. They don't like to play with me. They don't bother me." I replied swiftly, "I don't bother them. Have you seen my friends?"

"Friends?" He replied with acid and a chuckle, "They probably left you to rot."

"What's your name? I'm Max."

"You'll die soon, anyway, but I'm Ross."

Before I could reply I smelled something really sweet, "Mmmmm."

Ross looked at me with a questionable look, "What?"

"I smell-." I started to sniff around, ". . . something really sweet."

"Sweet?" He questioned, "How can you smell something sweet? We're in the forest, with dead bodies walking everywhere and all around us."

Suddenly, I pinned him to the ground without hesitation. Sniffing all around him and clothes. So that's where it was coming from! "You smell like. . . Cherries." I smiled and licked his neck. He shivered, as I started to suck on his neck gently. Why was his dick getting exited? Then again so am I, cause he smells really sweet.

"Unh-h-hand me." He managed to mutter before closing his mouth, "You pa-ahhhwn~ . . .Maaaaax~ don't stop."

I sucked harder on the stop, making him silently moan. Basically I abused the spot on his neck that tasted like cherries. I couldn't help myself as I bit the spot before pulling away. Admiring the mark I left there, it was big and angry. He kept huffing and body shaking in pleasure, after the first few minutes. Until he took hold of his breath and his heart beat steadied, that's when I talked

"Pawn?"

He nodded his head in agreement, "A special pawn."

And I replied with a smile, "An ultimate game of life and death, but you find this like chess? Ha. I've been trying to play Uno with my friends, for a while now. A simple strategy game, capturing the enemy wise and gathering enemies. But no sir you see this as a chess board, with fine pieces. Where my friends seen as Pawns, Knights, Bishops, Rooks, a Queen, . . . and with as Nick the King for our side." Ross' eyes widen as I relived my true nature toward him, "While on your side Red is king and you are Queen. Very clever."

With half lidded and now bored expressed, he replied, "What makes you, then?"

"I'm just the hidden card up the players sleeve during a card game. Or in this case the white knight who will kill the painted knight that was captured."

"You will?" He giggled cutely and quietly before questioning, "What were you before I made this world more fun?"

So he's the reason why this world is like this?

Honestly that's kinda hot

I chuckled darkly, "One of the top strategist working for the United Nations." His eyes widen, "My specialty out of the five of us was working for peaceful negotiations for captured individuals in other countries including my own. Or at least well the most non-violent way of negotiation and capture."

"A wolf in sheeps clothing?" He arched his eyes brows in question

"Not like you my Queen." I got up and held my hand toward him and he graciously took it. Once standing up, we never undid our hand holding. I rubbed small circles on the back of Ross' hand, and kissed it while locking my eyes on to his, "I am a simple farm hand that will kill to keep his herd safe."

"What makes me?" He questioned further his curiosity peaked just like mine

"The temptress that will sleep with me, just to kill the farmer."

He chuckled bashfully, "You're a lot smarter than I first expected, Max."

"Well my Queen. . ." I placed my favorite hat on his head, "I am a wild card."

"Indeed you are." He smiled before looking up at the hat, "What's this?"

"A reminder that we'll meet again. Maybe for battle. . . Maybe for sex. Who really knows." I pinned him to the nearby tree, hands above his head, and grabbed his harden dick. Ross let out a small moan in pleasure as I leaned toward his ear and continued on in huskier voice, "The 2 kings will decide on that next meeting."

"Well it's a meeting I can't wait to see." He moaned quietly, "Because it might be sooner than expected~."

"Well then, I can't wait to hear you scream~." I leaned in and kissed him gently.

The kiss was small, lust filled, passionate, and with a hint of love. When oxygen was needed, we parted sadly, and said our goodbyes. He was needed back at the church, while I had seen out of the corner of my eye Sub and Bobby walking away.

"Checkmate my Red Queen. . ." I muttered to myself with a smile, "Checkmate."

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