Allos everybody,
. I have started a Pewdiepie Fanfic! *Gasps of amazement* Because, I love Pewdiepie! (Not In That Way!) Now, first off, yes, their is Yaoi pairings. Don't like it, don't read, simple as that. Personally, I find the two particular pairings mentioned in the summary, adorable. But that's just me. Now, please no flames -.- I find that everywhere the word Pewdiepie is mentioned, WW3 has to break out. Not on my FanFic guys. Get a room or something.
Let's Get This Party Started!
Reya POV
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
My scream echoed throughout my house. My eyes however, remained glued to the computer screen in front of me. Damn jump scares, I thought in annoyance. With that particularly creepy jump scare however, Pewdiepie had finished off his latest video, Part 1 of Amnesia: Obscurity.
I closed my laptop lid with a sigh. Pewds took up at least 1/3 of my life nowadays. At 16 years old, I needed something that could make me smile, especially with my parents deteriorating relationship. I could hear them now, screaming away at each other, accusations, profanities, whatever came to their mind. I rubbed my head, feeling the stress taking over once more, and taking my physical, mental and emotional well-being with it.
I curled up in my bed, hugging my pillow tight. I wished it was all real. I wished that I could comfort Pewdie, stand strong and defend next to Stephano, having intelligent conversations with Mr. Chair and even slap Piggeh teasingly for his suggestive comments. That had always been my problem. The things I felt strongest for, didn't exist and never would.
I sighed, closing my eyes. My mother had always told me not to get wrapped up in my head, in my imagination. I should've listened while I had the chance.
Sleep soon came, and as I drifted into emptiness I didn't even note the glow coming from my desk.
Third Person POV
Reya slept, oblivious to what was happening around her.
A steady thrum sounded throughout the room, a single beam of white light shining from the closed laptop. The deeper the girl slipped into sleep, the more the light expanded, like a slowly growing wave, until it eventually engulfed the room.
The light suddenly imploded and disappeared. With it, Reya had disappeared too. If anyone had put their hand on the bed, they would've felt the warmth where she had just been lying, seen the creases on the mattress.
She was gone and all that remained was darkness, and a chorus of low whispers.
"Chosen...Chosen..."
Well. What do you think? I know, I know it's kinda short. But it'll get better as we continue, I promise. Do you like Reya? (More on appearance in the next chapter). Now, I also know that it is a cliché idea, but it will eventually break away into it's own unique storyline. R&R Lovelies.
Rock On,
Shadows.