WANTED: DEAD OR ALIVE (Isaac Foster x Reader)

Till Death Do Us Part

Everything changed after he spoke those words to me and the room became a blood bath. Bodies littered the floor and blood covered the walls and Rand well he got a front row seat to the show even Rachel got in on the action. Zack's maniacal laughter filled the room as he stood in front of the asshole, I had no intention of stopping Zack if he wanted to kill him in fact I kinda wanna help however, a little flash of humanity washed over me. He has a daughter waiting for him at home and a very idiotic wife there too.

I watch as Zack swings back his Scythe ready to finish him off until I grab a hold of it.

"Eh? Y/n what the hell!?" He shouts at me, I gave him a glare he huffs but backs off. I stand in front of Rand and stare him down. Pathetic excuse to call a man, his forehead was covered in little beads of sweat and his eyes were glassy like he was holding back tears. He was most certainly traumatised and I kinda liked that look on him, I don't want him to recover from this.

"I still have no idea what you were wanting to do with these two and you had no intention of leaving this place alive but I'm letting you go however if you come for them or me ever again I'll take everything you ever loved away from you. Do I make myself clear?" His expression seemed relieved and his whole body relaxed a little then he fell to the floor and started crying.

"Oh thank you! Thank you!" He repeated and grabbed at my ankles as I just stared at him in disgust. Like I said pathetic.

"Let's go you two and leave this cry baby to himself." I kicked him so he would let go of my leg then me, Zack and Rachel headed for the exit. "Well you two, what shall we do now?" I asked as we left the building.

"How about finding a way outta this shit hole? I'm not walking!" Zack complained.

"I'm already a step ahead." Rachel reached into her bag and took out a set of keys. I couldn't help but laugh a little bit.

"Ray, who do you think I got here? I had a car ready for us to leave." I point to the car I had drove here in and reached for my keys which I couldn't find and my heart stopped.

"I know. These are your keys Y/n." She hands them for me then walks towards the car.

"Oh." Was all I said, I now feel a little stupid.

"The kid outsmarted you." Zack laughed at me, I whack him in the side of the arm silently telling him to knock it off.

"Hey! They fell out my pocket while I was slicing and dicing! Not my fault!" I whined, unlocking the car and heading into the drivers seat. "At least someone was looking out for us, I don't think you would care for a set of keys Zack." He grunted in response. I start the car and drive off again, no idea where we are heading but we'll find somewhere.

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"Isaac Foster I swear to god I'm gonna kill you!" I yell as I drive all over the road dodging other cars and looking through the rear view mirror at the blue and red flashy lights.

"What?! It wasn't my fault I didn't do anything this time!" He yelled in the back seat. "AND STOP DRIVING LIKE A FUCKING MANIAC!"

"I'LL STOP DRIVING LIKE A MANAIC WHEN YOU STOP ACTING LIKE ONE!" I swerve the car around the corner and cut them off. "Just a few more minutes and we are all clear.

"Zack if you had stayed in the car we wouldn't be in this situation." Ray piped up from the passenger side, she's actually starting to talk a lot more but then again it's Rachel.

"My legs were cramping!" Such a whiney little shit. I purposely swerve the car again and hear a loud crash and yell in the back seat that came from a giant man child. "FUCKING DRIVE STRAIGHT!"

"Annndd....We're free! For now until Zack has another good idea to get us caught or killed." It's been a good few weeks on the road and living in dingy motel rooms but I'm not really complaining staying put seems so different to be now. Have we stopped killing? No, however we are a little less sloppy well at least me and Ray are I can't speak for the Mummy back there.

"Y/n, I have a question." I look at Ray then back at the road. "Can't we not live in a house? On a street with neighbours maybe pretend we live a normal life? We can keep the killing but I was thinking maybe not travel so much. It could work since the public don't really recognise you without your mask and Zack can stay inside and me? Well I can go outside too I can be careful." It does sound like it could work.

"And what pretend we are a happy little murder family?" Zack laughs in the back, I reach behind be and slapped his hand then he did it back to be then it just became a girl fight between us. "Hey cut it out!"

"We aren't pretending. We are a little murder family." It was cute name for all of us and I think Rachel's idea could work but I'll think about it a little longer.

Living a normal life? I don't think any of us know how to do that. I barely remember how I lived before these two literally showed up on my doorstep well I'm my house. I guess giving it a go wouldn't be so bad and Rachel is right I'm all clear with going out in public and all that but it wouldn't be the same without these two and Zack has a umm very distinctive look about him not that it's bad or anything. I don't know it would take a while to get into the habit of things.