One-Shots (Reader Inserts)

Warriors (Creepypasta x Arsonist!Reader)

Hello my Ingots! So I noticed that I hadn't posted anything Creepypasta related in a while, I decided I'd write this Song-shot! I hope you enjoy!

~Silver

Key:

(y/n) - Your name

Italics - Song lyrics

We are the warriors

We are the warriors

We are the warriors

We are the warriors

You cursed silently as you ran through the forest, some monsters hot on your heels. You had ran into them earlier when seeking out a victim, and they were quick to respond, attacking you and chasing you. You of course, couldn't do anything against that many enemies, so you did the only thing you could. You ran.

It feels like we are headed for a meltdown

I'm sweating as the seconds start to run out

I know there's a glitch in the system

We're breaking down the walls of this prison

 

Your breath came out in ragged puffs as you sprinted through the forest, trying to reach the mansion in time to warn the others and possibly get help. You could practically feel their hands reaching out to you, trying and clawing to get to you before you reached the safety of the house. You passed a branch and grabbed it, pulling it until you couldn't do so and let go, letting it fly back and knock some of them to the ground. Risking a glance behind you, you saw it managed to get two of them. You laughed.

We are the warriors

We are the warriors

We are the warriors

We are the warriors

 

It was beginning to get dark, the night air blanketed you, cloaking you in its warmth as you continued on your way. You could see the clearing the mansion was in up ahead, just behind some trees. With new found hope, you sprinted on, only to be stop short as you felt a hand grip your ankle, sending you crashing to the forest floor with a grunt.

Shine your light

Push the enemy back

When you're under attack

It will protect you

Kill the night

All we need it a spark

We can bury the dark

Ignite - Come on and shine your light

 

You yelled, hoping that someone inside could hear you. Your shouts quickly became muffled as another hand covered your mouth, preventing you from shouting anymore. You groped the inside of your pocket, hoping to find your lighter. As your fingers brushed up against it, you heard the sounds of multiple feet hitting the ground, signaling the arrival of more enemies. You fished out the lighter and lit it just as they arrived.