Feferi and Sober!Gamzee
Gene- Horror
Rating- M
(For violence, character death, language)
Chapter One-
Picking up a random object Feferi continued down the path. She some how wound up in a forest far from civilization and water, armed with nothing other than a branch and several random rock she found laying around. There was something nudging the back of her mind telling her to run, and run fast as she continued to walk, seeming oblivious to her surroundings.
Walking at a steady pace she paused and straightened up as a rustle and a snap were heard. Quickly turning in the direction of the sound as fear started to seep into her mind in a faint trickle as she searched.
Seeing a figure starting to emerge she bolted away racing faster and faster down the path. The figure saw he bolt and started to follow with a psychotic grin plastered on his face.
She continued to run, speeding up with each step she took. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out a rock and threw it back hoping it hit the figure that was chasing her.
It missed by a long shot. Speeding up the figure pulled out two clubs, one in each hand as it closed the space between them.
Feferi continued to speed up, at least until her foot caught a loose root causing her to trip and land on her face. While she started to struggle to get up the figure approached and pushed her back down with its foot as it casted a dark shadow over her.
She continued to struggle to get up, despite the foot on her back, before realizing her struggles were useless and turning to look at the figure. "G-Gamzee...?" She asked as her voice cracked.
"Yes, bitch...?" The figure, Gamzee, replied pressing harder.
"W-water you d-doing?" She asked as fear laced her voice as it cracked again.
"Something I should have done a motherfucking long time ago!" He exclaimed raising one club above his head before striking down hard.
The blow had almost instantly knocked her out before Gamzee grabbed her ankle and started to drag her in a seemingly random direction.