Title: Void's Adventure
Dislcaimer: I only own Void and any OC's used within this story.
Summary: Void, a master of bets, had met the Banana Bus Gang through making a bet with Wildcat. From then on they all became fast friends. However, her cruel parents are starting a plan to make her submit and conform to their ways. How will she manage to get away? Will the BBG help? Join Void and her new friends on an adventure!
Warnings:
Contains: Explict language, Blood, dark themes, suicidal thoughts, polygamy, explict scenes, sexual innuendos and sex scenes. There may be more and if so, I will add warnings to those chapters. If you don't like, don't read.
Chapter 1:
1st P.O.V:
"Ms. Glade, your parents have sent me to tell you they are leaving for their business trip in Japan."
I look up from the books I'm studying and reply, "Tell them to be careful, Jerry." 'meaning: Are they gone?'
My butler sends me a smirk, "They have already left, Ms. Glade."
I cheer and sprint out of the room, pausing only to hug the chuckling butler and yelling behind me, "Your the best Jerry!"
It's a secret code that me and the staff of the mansion came up with years ago. I'm glad we did because it saved all of our asses many times. Perhaps I should introduce myself. I'm Jessica Glade, the nineteen year old heir of the famous fashion designer, Artemis Fawn nee Glade and billionaire business tycoon, John Glade. Or that's how I would introduce myself in front of my parents but they finally left on their three month business trip they've been planning for a year now to go to Japan. Let me introduce myself as I would in a casual setting: Hi! I'm Void! I'm a bisexual gamer addict. I'm world famous for being the most mysterious and best gamer, meaning I ALWAYS win. Okay, maybe not world famous but to those who actually play the games I do, they whisper my name all through the forums. MWHAHAHAHA! Anyways, since my parents have finally left the mansion, yes, I said mansion, I quickly run to my 'secret' room. By secret, I mean it's a room my parents have no knowledge about (and what do you expect for people who own a mansion with hundreds of rooms and are always busy on their phones and in their offices). It's my gaming room. It's full of the best, top dollar and top-of-the-line gaming equipment. This includes every gaming station ever made, comfy beanbag chairs and a water bed, a wall full of monitors connected to various game stations and computers, two theater sized TV's and a mini kitchen for mid-gaming snacks.
I quickly go up to one of the TV's and start up my Xbox 360. I then grab the wireless controller and my headphones. I quickly log on and load up Call of Duty: Black Ops 2. I've recently been playing the game with a vengeance (I've been playing for years now but never like this) and I've heard that some Youtubers have started playing as well but they've been messing with the players. It really makes me want to just put them in their place. I enter a random server and almost choke on my own saliva. My luck has never been quite this precise. They they are or at least some of them. I AM WILDCAT, The Terrorizer, BasicallyIDoWrk, Miniladd and Vanoss 00001 and I'm on the opposing team. I smirk so hard it makes my face hurt.
"Ah, look at this pussy! Jerry? What kind of name is that?!" Wildcat taunts. One of my teammates, Jerrytotal56, replies back with something I didn't catch and they all just laugh at him. "And who's this new guy? Void? What the hell does that even mean?" Wildcat continues to taunt.
"Does that mean your Void of skill?" Basically laughs. The others 'Ohh!'d and laughed.
I smirk and begin to type in chat. 'How about a bet?'
"Why are you typing in chat? Pussy doesn't have a mic?" Wildcats says sarcastically.
I immediately respond, 'oh, so are you too chicken to accept the bet? Because you seem to avoid answering my question.'
Wildcat growls, "I ain't no chicken!"
'Good, makes this even more exciting. If I, or my team, win, then you must EACH post a video/v-log saying how great I am, issue an official apology to all the players you have taunted and end it with a wax on the hairiest part of your body.' I'm laughing as I type this. The image is just too good.
Wildcat's teammates sounded like they were about to protest but Wildcat shouts, "You got a bet, asshole!" and his friends seemed to groan at their friends quick temper.
Basically, though, wanted more info, "And what do we get if we win?" He seemed skeptical.
My face is starting to hurt with the amount of smirking I'm doing. 'You'll each get a $1,000 from me and trust me when I say I can pay you.'
My offer immediately gets the attention of everybody on the server. Wildcat and his friends seemed more energetic at the aspect of getting money now while my teammates seem worried. As the games starts, I immediately get into my "game mode". This is going to be a long game.
2 hours later.
It was the last round and all of my teammates have been killed while Wildcat, Basically, Vanoss and Terrorizer are still in the game. So, far the game is tied and whoever wins this round is the winner of the bet. I've given my all but I still have a few tricks up my sleeve. I equip my DSR 50 Sniper Rifle and take point on top of a building. I have my sights on Basically and shoot. Direct hit. With my spot noticed, I get up and jump to another building and take point again. Sniping is my greatest strength, so, I waited and I got a great opportunity when, for a split second, Vanoss and Terrorizer lined up perfectly for a 'two-kills-one-bullet' shot. I take it. Direct hit. I noticed the little achievement I gained saying, 'Two Birds, One Stone'. Now it's just me and Wildcat. I immediately jump to a different spot as Wildcat darted for my location.
Wildcat is spinning around fast and paranoid. "Come on! Be a fucking man and face me! You pussy ass bastard!" He sounded annoyed and panicked. He was looking in every direction except up and that is what leads to his downfall.
I equip a simple knife and turn on the microphone on my headset. I smirk and rub my throat. A small talent of mine that I was born with. My voice box and vocal cords are loose and soft whereas they were supposed to be tight and slightly malleable. I can change my voice in whatever way I wanted with a few specific rubs to my throat. I can sound like an old lady one second and a fifteen year old Irishman the next. In fact, with a bit of studying of a specific person, I can perfectly imitate anyone, accent and all. A few rubs and now my voice sounds deep, gravely, slightly husky and dangerous.
I sneak up behind Wildcat as soon as he yelled and whispered, "Then so be it." I wait for him to turn around and stab him, killing him on the spot and winning the bet.
Vanoss and Basically groan while Wildcat screams out strings of profanity and the rest of them whine about losing. My teammates cheer and I turn my mic off. I immediately write in chat, 'I'm VERY excited to see your next videos, Youtubers. Until next time.' and sign off as Wildcat goes on another cuss filled rant.
My smirk falls into a frown. "Jerry."
From the shadows, the butler appears, "Yes, Ms. Glade?"
I send a exasperated look in his direction, "Very dramatic." He only smirks at my sarcasm. "I want you to find out where they all live and send them the money."
Jerry gains a look of worry, "Are you sure, Ms. Glade?"
"Yes, use money from my account. That way, they won't get suspicious." I reply. I walk back to my room, sit at my writing desk and begin to write. I hand the butler the note, "Copy this and send it to all of them."
Jerry takes a moment to read the note, "Are you sure about this?"
I smile down at him, "I never been more sure."