A/N: I decided to post this on here from DA. I figured why not? At least this way, I can check on my work and update wherever I want. So I can update here or there. But before you read, heed this warning;
I do not know the Grand Highbloods personality that well nor can I even comprehend his weird speech pattern. I can't even figure out Gamzees and they both talk the same! I ain't going to type in their weird quirk, screw that fucking shit! Anyway, this is a Grub!Reader and Grand Highblood fiction. It's nothing special and I am sure others have done this plenty of times...But I am doing this one for my own personal pleasure. I do not mind other giving me pointers on how to grasp the GHB speech patterns that would be wonderful..Anyway, your blood color yellowish-brown, the color of Cinnamon so you're a lowblood. And You are male, so deal with it. Glad to have written this...I enjoyed myself immensely.
Chapter 1
A tiny scream of pain escaped from your lips. It was involuntary, coming swiftly and unexpectedly. A moment of fear, weakness. Yellowish-brown eyes stared up wildly at the Troll holding you and tightening its hold on you. A small squeak of pain left your lips as the troll that held you refused to stop to catch his bearings or his breath, swerving this way and that.
Fear etched on his features. There was the wild cackles of laughter. A group of honks filling the small little village. He sped past a Subjugglator glad that the troll was busy bashing his club down onto another poor troll. A sickening crack could be heard. To you, all you can see is this troll chest and his chin. You squirmed in his hold, squeaking in pain when he stumbled and involuntary tightening his grasp on you.
He only managed to get so far before a Priestormentor stood in front of him; eyeless, wild haired, with a long, serpentine tongue flicking out between black lips. With a loud honk, the Priestormentor was springing forward. You felt suffocated and could hear the others bloodpusher hammering in his chest. The Priestormentor swept out a long leg but he simply jumped over it.
You roar, a quiet pathetic one that was laced with pain. Numbly, you dug your two front feet into his chest hard enough to draw blood. He did not acknowledge it. His breathing heavy as he swiftly got up to his feet and ducked past a fellow troll and knocking the poor fellow down. You can hear the pained scream as he fled with you. The sky is aglow the fires from the forest reflecting off of the dark smoky clouds.
Adrenaline charged through him. He pushed his head in front of his body as if he were trying for an invisible finish line. He leaned his weight forward, the way all good runners do. Tightening his hold on you as the screams filled the night air and the roaring blaze of fire and honks accompanying the screams.
The screams ringing in his ears, his mind going into a blank state of panic as he ran and dodged past Subjugglators, no longer of aware of his surroundings. Tears streaked down his cheeks as he tripped over a rock jutting out of the ground. Stumbling forward and crashing onto the ground, making you roar in pain as you felt yourself being squished. A wheezing noise escaped you as all the air escaped from your lungs.
You were grateful for the weight to be off you, immediately squirming out of his hold and crawling away from him. Screams filled your ears and burnt flesh bombarded your sense of smell. Squeaking in fear, you turned around and spotted him sitting on his knees, snot and tears running down his face a he looked up into a face of a Subjugglator who grinned and honked down at him.
The Troll was massive and intimidating to look at and the troll that had held you looked so small compared to the big one. The massive Troll raised his club high in the air and swung down hard; blood splattered and erupted from the broken and mangled body of the troll that cared for you.
Eyes widen in shock as a pathetic squeak left your lips. Blood covered you as you shivered there, cold and hurting. Danger...Danger! Panicked and frightened, you wiggled and squirmed to turn around as you desperately began to crawl away from the menacing figure.
"And will you look at that little fucker? How'd you get all up in here?" You felt a sudden pressure on your body, prompting you to wheeze as you squirm underneath his foot.
"Aw, shit. Mother fuck, I think it's high time to kill ya..." A choked gasp left your lips, your little legs clawing desperately at the dirt ground. Slobber dripped down your chin and unto the ground as you are pushed further into the ground as your body groans and screams in protest underneath the heavy weight of his foot.
"Shit, count yourself lucky fucker. I ain't in the mood to be culling a motherfucking lowblood like you right now..." You felt the weight vanish off of you. Stunned and afraid, you simply just laid there. Afraid to do anything. He bent down and poked your soft body harshly. "Maybe you're a little miracle in a motherfuckin' disguise...Won't that be funny as shit?"
Closed eyes, breathing shallow as the massive troll picked you up in his hand. It was warm but it also sent your bloodpusher into a wild frenzy knowing that he can still crush you with his bare hand. A growl emanated from you as he brought you up to his grinning face.
He was looking at you with an amused expression at your antics to appear angry. You ended up hissing at him when he brought you closer. His breath washing over your face. You squeaked in surprise when he placed you on top of his head, your little legs scrambling to gain purchase at the wild and unruly hair.
A series of chirps and hissing noises left your lips as you squirmed to get comfortable and forgetting the dangers that this troll presented towards you.
"Motherfucker stay still..." He growled a warning, as you shifted to burrow yourself deeper into his hair. Then you settled in as you tried not to move too much but it was hard. His hair was so unruly and wild you found your back legs being tangled up in his hair.
Ignorance...You played that part well as you closed your eyes. Drifting off to slumber as you shut out the screams and the chaos happening. You were safe for now and that's all that mattered. You just wondered on how long that would last for.
Disclaimer: I do not own Homestuck. Andrew Hussie does.