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Gamzee x Reader - A Twist Of Fate - (Part 2)

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 Unsure of what to do, you simply gulped and kept looking up at the tall and mysterious creature. You had never really heard a troll speak before so let's say that you were quite surprised when you heard him speak the same language as yours. The Grand Highblood kept his gaze on your much smaller form and he narrowed his eyes. ''I said motherfucking hello... Are you mute perhaps?''. You snapped out of your thoughts and shook your head. ''N-no, I-I'm not..'' you stuttered seeing as you were still quite scared of him. ''Grand motherfucking Highblood, that's how you'll be calling me from now on. That wicked descendant of mine, Gamzee, will be your master and you'll do whatever he motherfucking says. Prove to be a worth servant and you won't suffer~'' he spoke lowly at the end while slowly rubbing circles with one of his long claws on what seemed to be.. a human skull?

 In the meantime, the said juggalo was currently getting out of his recuperacoon after waking up. Earlier that day, he had been informed by the blue blooded guards that they had finally captured his servant, thus making the young troll eager to see them. A grin spread on his lips as he thought about his new servant and about all the things he would order them to do. His usual half lidded eyes scanned the room in search of one of his shirts and pair of polka dotted pants. He got dressed upon finding the article of clothes he had been searching for and left his room, the grin slightly turning into a smirk as he walked down the hall and towards the throne room.

'Gamzee? Who the hell is even Gamzee and what is this troll even talking about? Wait. He said WHAT?!' You thought to yourself after you heard the Grand Highblood's words.

''Grand Highblood? Who are you to tell me what to do? Also, I'm going to be anyone's servant. I'm not a damn slave!'' you said to the troll, quite angrily. A low but menacing growl could be heard, being emitted from the trolls chest. His eyes darkened in a matter of seconds and the smirk he had on his face just a few minutes ago, instantly changed into a frown. ''How you MOTHERFUCKING DARE SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT, YOU WORTHLESS BEING?!'' His loud and angered tone of voice obviously scared you to death and made you take a few steps back. ''Now, if you dare to say something else, I won't hesitate to motherfucking cull you right here, right now, understood? Plus I wouldn't mind decorating my motherfucking walls with some human blood as well...''

'So.. all these colors splattered on the walls aren't actually some sort of paint but.. blood? I must surely be dreaming. Yeah, this has to be one of the strangest dreams I've ever had. Well, let's see if this clown-looking creature will actually 'cull' me as he said if I run away from here. I can do whatever I want cause it's just a dream, right?'

You took some more steps back and laughed nervously at him before sprinting in an unknown and random direction. ''Where the motherfucking hell do you think you're going, lowblood!'' you heard the now familiar voice yell from the throne room. You ran as fast as possible,wanting to get out of there at all costs. You laughed lowly as you ran, thinking of how cool it would be to tell about this strange dream to your friends once you would wake up. As you turned to your right, a black gloved hand with small bones printed on it grabbed your arm and pulled you into a dark corner. Another hand, with a same glove on it, covered your mouth to impede you from yelling or making any sounds. You turned around to see who had captured you and your eyes widened. Pure white eyes pierced through your soul and as this troll made a step forward into the dim light, you were able to see that this being, had his lips stitched. You lost it and were about to scream but you felt the hand press on your mouth even more.

'What is even going on, where am I? Who are these trolls?' You continuously kept asking yourself in your mind but snapped out of your thoughts and came into reality once you noticed the white eyes that had been staring at you, turn a dark purple in color. Soon enough, dizziness was all you felt before suddenly hearing a raspy and deep voice into your head.

'Calm down sis, I'm not going to motherfucking hurt you. Hours ago, you were captured by our guards and brought here, to the Grand Highblood's castle. From quite some time now, Gamzee had decided that he wanted you as his motherfucking servant. Don't try to escape because you will only end up getting hurt or even culled. We Makaras are very violent by nature so watch out...'
So I thought to write my 'first' fanfic cause why not? (this time though it's not based on a roleplay or something). Yup, it's another story with the juggalo from Homestuck and he's a troll (unlike in my other fanfic). I don't know if I'll upload the next chapter soon or not.. Also, as some of you may already know, sorry if you see any mistakes in the story. You see, English isn't my native language..Have a nice day, (o:
(Contains gore,swearing, drugs references etc.)

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-Homestuck
-You
-Gamzee
-Or the image

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Fuck I love it......