🖤 Your a killer too

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Michael Myers

You had both been in the Asylum together so he knew you weren't level headed, though he would of never thought you would kill someone. He didn't think you were incapable he just never thought you actually would. After witnessing you slit someone's throat after firing a shot at Michael, he was a bit starstruck to say the least. This even occurred while you both escaped the building so in seconds the alarms had gone off. Michael picked you up and just ran away with you over his shoulder. He always thought you were attractive but this just made him 10× attracted to you. His infatuation with you is unbelievable so you better try not to leave, he hasn't had an interest like this for a long time. He won't be stuck on the topic for long but everytime he sees you add a number to your kill count he can't help but be a bit more touchy with you. Though don't let this fool you, if you ever and I mean ever take one of his important kills (Lory or Loomis) it will take everything in him not to snap your neck. Do not mess with his revenge plans, he promised a long time ago that nobody would get in his way. You knew of this seeing as you both grew up in the Asylum together, you knew better.

Jason Voorhees

You had been on a bus with a bunch of other teens. Jason would of never guessed that you would turn against everyone else. You had blended in with everyone else so perfectly that is surprised Jason AND Pam with what you had done. It pulled Jason towards you so much that he nearly came out and helped you hide the bodies. Once you had finished disposing of the evidence Jason witnessed you take a stroll through the forest, acting as calm and gentle as before, yet with genuine gentleness behind your actions. It seemed as if you knew exactly where not to go in order to avoid hidden traps, as if Jason would let you near them anyway.. He was too infatuated with you now, either you would stay with him or you would be forced to.

Charles Lee Ray

He showed up to work early one morning, early enough to catch you in the act. All of his coworkers were lying on the ground while they suffered from extreme injuries, all of them being dead from these injuries. Now here you were, finishing off the last person. Charles just stood there in awe. He had been drawn towards you ever since you had been introduced into the factory and there had been countless times that you both complained to each other about other coworkers. He could of never guessed you would act out on those thoughts. Once you turned around and spotted Charles you stood there, catching your breathe and scrambling to find an explanation. You had hoped he wouldn't of seen you do this, hoped maybe you would do the deed and just leave forever. You didn't want the one nice person in your life to see you as the monster your parents saw you as. When Charles noticed your predicament he simply walked over to you and pulled you into a hug. You clung to him and you both stayed like this for a long time. In the future you would end up joking about this but for now you would just appreciate the others presence.

Predator

Predator was, well, a predator. He knew of your presence but he never knew of the woman behind the mask. One night he had picked up your scent around an area he was searching for Aliens on. He tracked you down and watched every movement you made, just observing your skill. He was impressed to say the least.  You were no Yautja yet you fought and hunted like one. One simple mistake you had made; never become the prey. As you finished off the last alien egg Ya (Predator) uncloaked himself and pummeled you to the ground. After a few seconds of tough wrestling you noticed that you were officially trapped beneath him. His shoulder canon aligned with your forehead and you panicked.
"Ya wait!" Your voice was muffled by the odd mask inhabiting your face though he could recognize that voice and that dumb nickname you had given to him from anywhere. He quickly managed to unmask you and scan over your face, it really was you. He grabbed your arm and yanked you up with him as he stood. He took out the translators you both used to communicate and handed one to you. You reluctantly placed it onto your ear where you would hear lectures for the next few hours. He was NOT happy.

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