Call of oneshots

Price x Reader

WHEN I SAID IT,
I THOUGHT IT WAS TRUE.
[Female reader]
Angst (horror, deaths)
Inspired by : therepplicas

BLOOD, GORE WARNING
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My hands buried themselves into a random ranking officers corpse. Eyes almost bursting out of my head, sweat trickled down my entire body as i heard the creak of a door.

There i saw my husband.

He entered my room, bewildered at the sight before him. As i went to confront him, he suddenly dissappeared, and the door was shut.

I looked back down at my bloody hands, then re evaluated the room. Officer Miles was already dead, but it felt just like yesterday. I had heard his sick cries as he pleaded for me to stop, but i didnt like my food dead.

And until the end, thats how itll be.

"Y/N, honey"

I looked back, turned towards the door. I swore i heard johns voice—yet there was no one there. But my sick, twisted heart fluttered. Oh i love his voice too!

As i figured no one was really there, i turned back to Officer miles.

More of his guts spilled out onto the concrete flooring. I loved toying with him. Oh it brought me so much joy.

My eyes settled back on the door, multiple shadows entering the room. Oh i shouldve took my meds.

But that wont stop the scratches—the urges, the want..the need..

"Y/N! Y/N, wake up!"

Price shook me awake in his arms, as my eyes peeled open, i scanned his face. Fear.

Everythings fine, but i just keep having those weird nightmares. Not sure if i should call them nightmares, but lately ive been enjoying them.

I just think its what my enemies have done to me, i want to do to them. Even if they are dead.

"You were shaking, did you have another nightmare?"

"I cant remember," I lied through my teeth. I sighed, laying back down for a moment before hoisting myself up to start my day.

"Y/N, theres something on your back?"

Something in me started sizzling with the itch to injure. I stared at him.

This is what i was.

I loved every second of it. My twisted brain wanted to hurt him, or is it a need? The deaths of all those ranking officers all came from me on those missions. The desire for them was strong, so strong.

Saliva spilled out of my mouth, as the sweat picked up on my forehead and back. I cant even see straight anymore, but i only had one thing on my mind.

Trying to snap me back to reality, Price snapped his fingers, only making my lips curl into a smile.

"Y/N,"

"Y/N"

"Y/N"

"Y/N"

"Y/N"

I barely remember how i got onto price, shoving my han- claws. They were claws. Smiles, around the room. They were looking at me. Or was it me? Are they looking at me?

He shoved me off in which my body preceeded to halt whilst recovering from the push.

Its not my body anymore.

Whatever it is, its trying to come out.

Body sweating, overheating, eyes wide and mouth agape. The black spec on my back was oozing out of my mouth.

I understand now.

I was staying alive.

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Frainism (fray-en-ism):

What is it?

A virus that starts from the inside out, it appears as a black spec before it starts miscoloring the skin.

What does it do?

It first attacks and infiltrates the brain of said victim, making them become something similar to a vampire. It plagues the thoughts in ones mind, forging the need to torture and/or kill people.

If those needs are not met, the virus will end up killing its host and itself.

But in some cases, when the brain recognizes that it has been taken over because someone has audibly or visibly represented the fact something is not right, the virus will kill the host and itself.

It develops in nightmares/dreams and slowly leaks into the real world, also known as ones actual conscience.

Can you fight it?

There have not been many cases with patients that did fully recover. Those who did were hospitalized as the virus tried to kill them, but they did not live long after.

The virus gets you one way or another.

There was a special case with a woman who was very headstrong, she managed to fully recover, with no drawbacks.

Symptoms include :

Overheating body, abnormalities in areas that are spotted such as swelling and/or cysts, Sweating, drooling, eye slits, nightmares, intrusive thoughts, urges, suicidal tendencies, audible hallucinations, visual hallucinations, in special cases : cannibalism.

Men are more prone to have suicidal tendencies, eye slits and swelling, but it is uncommon for the virus to develop in men.

Women are more prone to hurting people they know, or creating horrifying atmospheres.

How was it created?

Mental health experts and scientists had run tests (tortured) subjects to see the effects on ones mind and/or body. They did this to create better tactics to interrogating enemy soldiers and spies.

It did end up going horribly wrong with one subject developing Frainism, and ended up gutting everyone in that facility. He died of hunger after consuming every person there.