PewDiePie Green Screen Competition (2017)
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PewDiePie Green Screen Competition (2017)

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Hardly Breathing | Prologue.
Well here it is, the first part of the Fanfiction I'm attempting to make. It's a walking dead/ Pewdie crossover and I got the idea 3 days ago and had it in drafts for most of the time. It may contain feels at some point.
I hope you enjoy it & If you like it please reblog/like so I can keep writing ^^
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Felix sighed and rubbed away the last of his tears. His heart felt heavy and his eyes were bloodshot. He pushed the button on the large computer and it gave a small click as the screen went black. He could finally get some rest. Clementine would wait a while on the hillside. Waiting for him to return to her. The forgotten CD case lay on the kitchen table near to him. He glanced at it through the the corner of his eye. Then he reached out to it and held it in his shaking hands. He skimmed the back, taking in every detail. He wanted to go back, somehow tell Clem that it would all be ok. But that was impossible.
Pewdie smiled to himself. Trust him to think of that, it was only a game. Just a silly game, right?Â
He looked at the case again. Maybe he should play over the end again, Just to see what happens.
The title sequence slowly came into view and he clicked the play button. Here he was, back at the hospital, Clementine had gone and there was nothing he could do about it. Well not yet anyway. His choices this time were completely different and he tried to make every decision count.
He had made it to The Marsh House now. He had saved Clementine, he wanted a different ending. One when they both were safe, but he knew, somewhere in the back of his mind that wouldn't happen.
Clementine. The walker. The gore. The street. Her parents. The room. The handcuffs. The police officer. The baseball bat. The same things were happening. He couldn't change this.
"I'll miss you."
A single tear ran down his cheek, stinging his face.
"I'll miss you too"Â
Then the gun. It sounded so realistic. So alive. So... different.