Meet Your Maker ( Jason The Toymaker X Reader )

The Mist

You sat alone in the dark woodland, waiting for any sign of Jason to be done with his meeting. The Puppeteer refused to speak with the toymaker while you were there. He recalled something about how being around you made his arm hurt and decided it better the meeting became a private affair. You understood completely, considering your past experience with him. You sigh deeply, taking in the fresh yet somewhat damp air. It was soothing in a way, allowing you to reflect for a short while. You think about your life, how far it had come in such a short time. Being with Jason was a risk but you couldn't say you were displeased. You knew he had no control of himself, those conflicting emotions and personas deep down inside his blackened heart fighting for permanent control. You couldn't fault or hate him for something he had no control over and now you had Vine to worry over. He clearly had a bad effect on Jason, making him more distant then he ever was. Your heart sank, aching at the thought of loosing him once and for all. The world seemed empty without him now and you never wished to experience it.
Not ever.
You finally decide to stand,noticing that sitting too long in the thick fog was making you shiver and sniffle frequently. You pace, looking out into the endless white space, the cabin now engulfed in the void.
" Jason..."
With every second that passed the dred in your heart grew larger, ready to burst fourth in a fit of anxiety. You could hear the beats in your ears, thumping loudly against your chest as your breath slowly begins to hitch and quicken in pace. Thoughts buzzed in your mind of every possible scenario and no matter how much you told yourself things were OK it didn't seem to help.
Did Jason need you?
Was he harmed?
Was he OK?
The fact you knew the answer to non of these questions unsettled you, taking a step forward in the direction of the cabin so that you may be closer, even if it was only a little.
" Hurry..."
You turn quickly, looking behind you for any sign of the voice that resonated in the space around you,much too distorted and deep to be that of any human. You grab a stick in your trembling hands, positioning it on your shoulder much like a baseball bat. You call back, voice quivering and trembling as you spoke with what little courage you had left.
" Who's there? Show yourself!"
Leaves begin to twirl around you in a non existant wind, the cold in the air now more noticeable then it had been before. Your pale skin was frozen, some patches turning an ever so slight blue colour.
" Why are you just standing there? "
You try to run away but the leaves blocked your path, the only way to exit being the way back to the cabin. The stick drops out of your hands and onto the floor with a thud, shoving your hands in your pockets to try and preserve warmth.
" I said show yourself!" You take a few steps back as the leaves eventually die down, back to the static nature they once were. Taking a deep breath you sit back down for a second in an attempt to calm your nerves, hands still shaking from the sudden cold onslaught. Whatever or whoever that was seemed to be gone, leaving not so much as a trace. You wondered if it was still safe, thinking it best to return to the cabin no matter what punishment waited you when you returned. Something was out here and you didn't want to take risks.
" Foolish creature. Your too late now" Your (E/C) eyes widen in disbelief and fear, slowly turning to meet whatever had called out to you. Behind you stood a dog, a husky to be exact. He smiled somewhat devilishly with rows of sharp teeth and eyes as black as night. Rushing to your feet you back up away from the creature, wanting some distance between you.
" What ARE you?" The creature's smile widens in a somewhat menicing manner.
" You should have listened. He's gone now" Your heart sank at those words, collapsing to your knees, tears suddenly threatening to spill over if you were sure they wouldn't freeze in the cold climate.
" It can't be..."