A/N- Wassup? It be TOBN here with yet ANOTHER new story!

So I know a bunch a people who do this. Like, they have two stories and update them at the same time. I know JustMe133 is doing that with her two new stories, so I decided to put less pressure on myself; I will update this story when Scarred For Life updates. So they might take a while. Just saying.

This was inspired from reading It's Kind Of A Funny Story by Ned Vizzini. It is definitely not the same as this story, this story taking an intellectual turn. And a meaningful one. This one is gonna get really emotional...and hey! It is yet ANOTHER AU ABOUT NOT BEING SUPERNATURAL AND REMINDING YOURSELF THAT THIS CAN ACTUALLY HAPPEN. So yeah. This is a total friend book though. I think that is it.

This one is a Bennica because it actually makes sense if you think about it. I don't know if there will be any side pairings, but I will think about it ;)

And with that, let's get this show on the road! I would presume everyone in this story is the same age as they were in Season 2, or at least around so. Erica is 17, Sarah is 17, Ethan is 16, Rory is 16 and Benny is 17. Yeah, that is not accurate at all, but hey! Why not right?

So let's get this show on the road! The following will have a lot of chess references, so if you don't know how to play chess, it is okay. But I will tell you this: A pawn is the smallest player on the board. King is your main player, and if you lose that, your screwed. Queen is the most powerful player and can move anywhere. Check is when your king is in danger and you have to move it. Checkmate is when your king is stuck and you lose. So if you knew that, I hope I am not wrong, and if you didn't, I still hope I'm not wrong. Lol!

Make sure to drop a review and start reading!

Warning: The following includes underage drinking and smoking, and really bad thoughts. Please don't attempt anything like this in real life. Please. This is not going to be such a dirty and inappropriate story with things like this. This chapter is simply just a prologue about where Benny is now. Don't worry; fluffy and sweet things are gonna happen soon. :)

ENJOY!

Checkmate: Chapter 1: The Kings

"How about we name ourselves the Kings?"

Four freshman: Jesse Black, Gord Sanders, Wes Pickering, and Benny Weir, were sitting in the cafeteria. Benny looked at his lunch, his mind swirling as he pushed it away slightly. Wes grinned jokingly at Benny, shooting him a toothy smile.

"Yo, you gonna eat that? Poutine is good for you." He laughed as Benny shook his head. "No dude, have it." He said, pushing the poutine towards his friends. Jesse smiled as he popped a fry in his mouth, gravy dripping on his shirt, making everyone laugh.

"So what made you choose Kings, Jess?" Gord asked. Benny forced a smile. "Jess?" He mused, grabbing one single fry himself as he grinned. "Sounds like he is your girlfriend." Wes barked out a laugh as Jesse rolled his eyes, punching Benny firmly, but jokingly. "Shut up dude!" He said in mock anger. Gord smiled. "So? Gonna answer?" Jesse shrugged.

"I dunno. I was pushing some kid down the hall and I ran across the chess club." Wes whooped. "Our man is becoming a lame-o!" He yelled, getting Benny to actually laugh. Jesse rolled his eyes, throwing a saucy fry at Wes. Wes yelped as Jesse shrugged.

"And I overheard some dork saying kings rule to checkerboard. If lost, all players are dead automatically. Then you win. We could be the most powerful in the school. They'll bow down to us. They'll call us...the Kings!" He said over dramatically. Gord groaned. "Yo, I swear if you go to one more drama class, I might send a messenger from the Shakespearean times to slap you for me." He said. Benny nodded. "Seriously." He added. Jesse rolled his eyes.

"So all in favor to the Kings, raise your hand and slap a nerd!" He cheered, slapping the nearest nerd in the head. The nerd groaned as Wes smiled, slapping another nerd as well. Gord laughed as he did the same. Benny was the only one, and Jesse frowned.

"Yo Weir. You want The Kings or what? Most powerful on the checkerboard!" He said. Benny shrugged nonchalantly.

"Actually dude, I would say the Queen is, since the King can only move one space in each direction, and has only one shot at life. A Queen can move anywhere at any space, can get another chance if a pawn crosses the checkerboard successfully, and can kill the king in a minute." He informed. Everyone looked at him as if he were crazy as Jesse frowned.

"So you wanna be the Queens?" He asked. Benny laughed as he too slapped a nerd.

"I am all for Kings then." He said in realization. Jesse laughed as they took their cups and toasted, each one secretly filled with beer.

"TO THE KINGS!" Jesse exclaimed. Wes, Gord and Benny followed him, cheering as they toasted cups and sipped the bitter taste of alcohol secretly.

And that is how the Kings were made.

Three Years Later...

Jesse Black walked through the halls, kissing his teeth as his boys followed behind him.

They were all in Grade 12 now, last year of high school, and were the Kings of the school, like they always wanted to be. Even in Grade 9, people were scared of them. Even the seniors! But now, they were the seniors. Now everyone had a real reason to get scared.

Jesse was still the leader of the group. He still was the boss. But everyone he knew had a meaning in this school. All his boys were kings.

Wes was the fighter, knowing how to punch a kid and make him bleed. Hard. Gord knew how to hack into the school's computer system and change their grades. They did that. Twice. He also had access to everyone's records because of his techno skills, and this made him a potential threat. People thought he was a threat, and if they got in his way, he could easily get them suspended. For no reason whatsoever.

Benny however, threw on his grey hoodie and followed. He never really did anything, except for smoking pot, drinking, and anything bad he could do. He never did that before [Minus the day they got their names], but when Benny's mom was murdered and his dad went to jail for it, he never had a reason to live like a goodie two shoes. He lived with his grandma, but he would always go out. So his good guy demeanor was gone. He was someone completely different.

"Yo, Weir. Weir, you there?"

Benny snapped out of his thought as Wes nudged his elbow.

"Dude, you have been silent all day. What's up?" He asked. Benny sighed as a smile crept on his face.

"Hannah Price asked me out today." He said quietly. Jesse whooped as Wes whistled widely. "Damn boy! You got it fucking good!" Gord exclaimed. Benny smiled as Jesse threw his arm around Benny, his mind clearly foggy from the drinks he had recently before school. He grinned a toothy smile.

"Fuck it dude" Jesse whooped. "Gonna celebrate. My house, party 'till dusk! You in yo?" He asked. Benny hi fived Jesse as he grinned; what was there to lose?

"Hell ya." He said with a smirk. Gord cheered as Benny bumped a dork. He had blonde hair and Benny never noticed him before. He sneered.

"Watch it nerd." He said with a sour smile as the blonde rushed off. Benny caught sight of the chess club and his fingers twitched.

Chess was a total Green for him. [Green was Benny's way in saying he was okay with it.]. His dad used to teach him chess when he was in Grade 1, and he always got better at it. No one knew this small secret about Benny, but even as the bad guy he was, he was a total chess geek at heart.

Oh yeah; being a bad guy was a total Red for him.

Benny whooped as he took another shot. Jesse laughed, clearly drunk as Gord smoked some pot. Wes was in the middle of making out with some girl as a girl staggered towards Benny, her breath smelling like booze. Benny grinned as he pulled her for a woozy kiss.

"Wassup Hannah?!" Benny whooped. Hannah smiled as she leaned against his buff body.

"You know, you deserve fun. YOU WANT FUN?!" She cheered as Benny grinned, a certain pain hiding behind his smile. "Um, sure Hannah. I just have to-"

Hannah suddenly pulled herself and him onto a couch and the two started to make out majorly. Benny's shirt was unbuttoned and Hannah's dress was unzipped. All of the sudden...

"POLICE! Get your hands up!"

Benny's eyes widened as he cowered behind a couch. People's voices started to swarm as Benny's eyes scattered the room.

"Who ratted to police!"

"Everyone get the fuck out of my house!"

"Lemme deal with this!"

"Run!"

But that wasn't all that Benny saw.

Benny saw his parents.

They were blurry at first, but they certainly were real. Or at least, to Benny it was. Among the screaming and yells, Benny heard a single voice.

Straight up soldier!

It was his dad. His army dad. His back instantly straightened as he felt dizzy. He tumbled through the crowds and exited stealthily through the back door, his mind dizzy. His parents however, followed. His mom voiced next.

We have a boy, age 17 and his bloodstream is exposed to alcohol overuse. Side affects include dizziness, excessive vomiting, and carelessness.

Benny's mom was a nurse at a hospital. Best one there was.

She was murdered.

Benny made sure he got far enough from the house before looking at his phone. His imaginary dad yelled at him again.

Solider, it is a danger out there. Safety and shelter is vital. NOW! SOLDIER RUN THERE WHEN YOU KNOW WHERE!

Benny quickly called his grandmother and told her to tell him the location of the nearest mental ward and put him there. Now. She was hesitant, but knowing the pain the Benny went through, she knew this was the best. Suddenly, a eerie and unrecognizable voice entered his mind.

First move: Pawn; one place forward. Benny.

Second move: Knight; jumps pawn and goes to a side way L in third row. Life.

Benny yelped as the voices continued.

Fourteenth move: Rook takes knight. Life gains.

"What the hell is happening to me..." He moaned, grasping onto his head in clear pain. He never heard voices before.

Benny realized that his life was terrible. It was insane actually. Benny was not normal, and his life was just taking another abnormal turn.

His grandma rushed in telling the details about where the mental ward was. Benny nodded as he staggered all the way there, knowing the hospital wasn't that far from Jesse's place.

Which by the way, he couldn't believe he escaped. He felt terribly guilty, but he also felt so accomplished.

What a green.

Benny pushed open the doors of Whitechapel Institution. He was going crazy. It was so clear.

He was going mental.

"Hello, welcome to the Whitechapel Institution. What can I do for you?" The girl said, her voice clear monotone. Benny panted as he sighed, his thoughts racing as he saw his grandma dissolve into the crowds. Voices swarmed his mind as Benny took a deep breath in and out and looked straight into the employee's eyes.

"I'm Benny Weir. Age 17. I wanna check myself in."

A/N- This is just gonna get more wild from here! Now that Benny realized he is going insane, and the police at Benny's house! What do you know! Do you wanna know more? Then tune in next time!

Drop a review and I will see you soon I hope!

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