Nightmare County (Reader x Seed brothers)

Chapter 9: Backstabber

      "(y/n) is confirmed dead by the boss." You hear through the radio in your hands. Just like you anticipated the radio wasn't yours but one you snatched from a cultist you ahd boobytrapped the car of watching as the cultist went in and drove off before exploding. There was no fire caused by the explosion, it was a fire caused by you. Once you felt the explosion cooled down you had rushed over and piled some rubble on the cultist body. Grabbing the radio John had gifted you and you called in for help faking a voice in distress before lighting the scene up in flames and tossing your radio in.

      The reason for all that was because you assumed they would track who was who through the radios they had. Which is why you took the other cultist's radio, not like they were gonna use it anytime soon. Once you heard what you needed you tossed the radio in the water before shooting it, breaking it completely. You needed a change in clothes but had no idea where you would get that. So you, with no choice at all, will be rocking the cultist clothes till you can find something.

     Walking was all you could do as you wandered alone. You were proud of yourself for coming up with such a good idea and a good plan. You were going to get out of here, screw your friends, they didn't even come and find you, help you even. Using the map you had also gained from John to show you the route you would patrol, you were heading towards the closest exit out of Hope County. You mostly looked at your map while walking looking up to see if you were going the right way before looking back at the map. Night fall was approaching and you were still walking. It wasn't until you felt something or someone roughly grab your shoulders freaking you out.

     "(Y/N)! You were right, you were right!" The voice was familiar yet foreign. You looked up and almost jumped back seeing your friend Chris. He looked dirty and like he had just gotten in a fight with a bleeding nose and black eye. Chris caught a glimpse of your clothes, his hands quickly fly to his head as he looks at you. "Please tell me, please please please! Tell me you didn't join their cult. Okay okay you were right, WE were right!" Chris sounded like he was about to cry when he was saying all of this to you. You shake your head.

     "No..." You say Chris smiles. "I just escaped John I was going to leave wh-" Chris cut you off with a tight warm embrace holding you close to him tightly. He starts to sob into your shoulder as he holds you close.

     "I'm so sorry that none of our friends believed you. I tried my best to help you..." Chris was muttering away about how you were right and how they weren't. You were taken aback from all this as you pat his back comfortingly.

     "Chris, Chris..." You say now making him let go of you and look him in the eyes. "Where are the others? What happened?" You tried to talk softly at your friend who seemed like he had been in hell and back.

     "The cult they, they..." Chris seemed like he was trying his best to recall what happened. "They took us, something about how we needed to go through stuff I don't know specifically but all I know is, they separated us. I'm not sure where the others went. All I know is that it was just you who went to John since he wasn't at the sermon that day. They're monsters (y/n), you have to save the others, what they do it's inhumane it's-" A gunshot fired through the air.

      "Weak." Was all you heard, as your eyes widen from the sudden red that went all over you after the gunshot sounded. Your friend Chris had fallen to the ground in front of you. He wasn't able to finish his words. It took you a second to process what was going on. You quickly turn to face the owner of the gun and spot Jacob, the soldier.

     "Unlike Angelica, Chris lacked the rationality of survivability." Jacob says walking towards you who was now trying to back away from him. "Now I don't claim to see ghosts, but weren't you pronounced dead earlier today?"