Light's Out (Snapped!Kishinuma x Reader)

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          Hey my little ingots! Look at what I found in my fanfiction folder! This was about halfway unfinished and when I opened it my reaction was “HOLY SHIT THIS IS A THING?” I don’t even remember starting this… Oh well! I have noticed there is quite a lack of Corpse Party fanfics, even less reader inserts. So I’ve decided to finish and post this! Hope you enjoy!   

                                                                                      ~Silver

Key~

(y/n) – Your Name

(a/n) – Author’s note  

You silently cursed yourself as you ran down the halls of the rundown school, trying not to trip over the many missing boards. Earlier you had run into Kishinuma, it would have been an exciting reunion, if he hadn’t been standing over the mangled body of Ayumi with a bloody pipe. You had been wandering the halls after emptying the contents of your stomach when you had come across a fresh looking corpse that looked like it had been hurled down the hall at a high speed, (a/n: NOOOOOOOOO MAYUUUUU) when you had happened upon him. At first, you were ecstatic, thinking you would no longer be alone in the horrid school. That was before you noticed Ayumi, sitting in a pool of her own blood, giving you a desperate look, trying to tell you to run. You let out a small gasp at the sight of her mangled body, the small sound alerting her murderer of your presence. He quickly spun around, a crazy gleam in his eyes before he realized it was you. He grinned at the sight of your figure before saying,


“(y/n)-chan! I didn’t see you there!”

You took a hesitant step back, in which he took one towards you. At this point, you saw the pipe in his hands, dripping with the crimson substance that is blood. You had quickly put two and two together, and it didn’t take long for you to take off at a sprint back the way you came. You heard him give chase as he sang out,

“(y/n)-chan, come back! I just want to play! I promise it won’t hurt too much!”

You ran into the nearest room you could and shut the door behind you before pushing a desk in front of it for a barricade of sorts. As you caught your breath you examined the room you had gone into, looking for any sort of hiding place. Your eyes were quickly drawn to a small closet on the other side of the room and you made your way towards it, giving a small jump at the sound of pounding on the door.

“Oh (y/n)-chan, I know you’re in there! You can’t hide!”

Throwing open the doors of the closet and stepping in, you quickly shut them and tried not to whimper at the sound of the door and desk scraping against old, rotten wood. You heard footsteps walk in the room, before all went quiet. Hearing nothing, you silently hoped he had left, and were about to push open the door to peek out when he started speaking.

“You know, I think I like this game of hide and seek. Too bad it has to end so early. You didn’t do a very good job at hiding, (y/n)-chan.”

With that, he threw open the doors to the closet you were in, causing you to scream. He grinned manically at you before pulling you roughly out of the closet. He purred in your ear as he held your hands behind your back.

“I’m going to miss you. Not.”

He then released your hands and pushed you to the floor. Grunting as you hit the hard ground, you quickly pulled yourself up to try and get away. As you turned, you saw a flash of silver before you felt pain explode into you nose, blood flowing out. Letting out a cry, you fell back down, holding your now broken nose and pounding head. Your head was dizzy and your thoughts were muddled as you saw another flash of silver before more pain exploded into you. This time, you fell down onto your back, not having the energy to get up. Your vision was turning dark as you felt the pipe come down again, causing you to loose all sense of direction. The last thing you saw was Kishinuma looking down on you, pipe raised above his head as he laughed darkly, insanity lacing his voice.

“Light’s out, (y/n)-chan.”

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