NEW CHAPTER LETS GO !! I wonder who the new guy is? hmmmm? lmao
George couldn't move.
His mouth had dropped open at some point that he didn't remember and his eyes were as round and bright as the moon that was still persistent through the cracks of stone in the castle's structure and he could not move from his frozen position as the new light wrapped around him like restraints.
"Who the fuck do you think you are?" an unfamiliar voice rang out, echoing around the walls.
George felt his stomach drop."I'm talking to you, who the fuck are you and what are you doing here?"
George felt his arms move on their own volition, rising into the air in a sign of surrender as he slowly turned around, wincing as the light burned through his corneas. "I'm- I'm George, I'm staying at the residential centre and I-"
"Shut the fuck up," the stranger growled, their silhouette standing dauntingly behind the light source, the black figure towering in the arch and blocking George's only clear escape. "I don't care about that, why the fuck are you here?"
The brunet could only wet his lips, eyes shaking as he tried to focus on the unsteady shadow of a person. "I only wanted to take photos, I can leave if you own this place or,"
"Don't lie to me," the stranger spat and suddenly the light was gone. George could see now that it was from a motorcycle, its headlight now being turned off so that he could see its body and the tall figure beside it. Their face was shrouded in the early morning dark but their foul expression was clear. "You were here yesterday as well, you and your friend," they hissed accusingly. "And you saw something, that's why you're back, don't take me for an idiot."
George was gaping, completely taken aback and star-struck as to what to say. Sapnap and him... were being watched?
"I was figuring out where to take photos," George rambled, allowing his eyes to drop to the floor as he presented his camera as some sort of proof while the figure studied him with stern eyes. "We were scouting out the area yesterday and I came back to photograph the sunrise I swear!"
The figure barked out a laugh that dripped with sarcasm, striding forward to twist George's jumper in his fist, pulling the smaller boy closer to his face so that he could see every expression and detail.
His features were dark, bags hanging under his deep hazel eyes with his thick eyebrows furrowed across his forehead, dark blond hair hanging ragged across his face and dancing in the breeze in front of his eyes. His mouth was turned down in an exaggerated frown, the veins in his neck popping with the stress of how tightly his jaw was clenched.
He looked like he was prepared to kill and as George hung limp in his grip he knew exactly who the victim would be.
He grinned sheepishly as the man scoffed.
"You were doing a lot more than looking for photos," he hissed, slightly shaking George in his grip who whimpered slightly at the abuse. "One second you were in the ruins and the next you were running for your life up the hill, outside the ruins in case you're that idiotic to not understand what I'm saying," he explained with a scowl, digging a finger into his captive's chest.
George's brain went blank. He knew exactly what the man was referencing but if he could tell the truth without being slaughtered was a whole other question.One more impatient growl sent him into a frenzy, all logic suddenly flying away into the breeze.
"Look, I don't know, ok?" He pleaded, wrapping his hands around the stranger's wrist that held him. "I was looking around and suddenly I passed out and the whole castle was suddenly perfect, I don't know! There were people and-"
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THROUGH THE CRACKS IN THE STONE
FanfictionGeorge didn't expect anything of importance to come from the mandatory residential his school forced him to attend, especially not the sudden responsibility of a kingdom on his shoulders with a mysterious, dark stranger who only goes by Dream follow...