꒰👁️꒱ 𝕸𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖑𝖆 𝕮𝖆𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊

Surprise | Alternate Reader x Mark

Requested: IxxyiL0v3rz

Warnings: Weapons, murder, angst, removal of limbs.

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"Mark, open the door please," You pleaded, still trying to keep your innocent human voice on. "I have a surprise!"

----YOU----

I am partners with Cesar, his alternate version of course. And I mean partners as in work partners. We like to hunt and kill people together. And if you didn't know, I am an alternate. I got a call from Cesar saying that he wanted me to go to get Mark. Of course, if I were fully my human version, I wouldn't have the urge to kill. But I jumped for joy. I haven't had the chance to kill for a few weeks because the human I attacked really busted my leg up. Even though Mark and I were really great friends in the past, I'm sure he would understand. Even if he didn't I'd kill him either way.

Right now, I am waiting outside of Mark's door. I know it is a huge time skip, but I am very excited to see him!! I wanted to hug him and cry on him, but at the same time I wanted to rip him apart from limb to limb.

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"Mark! Please! It's me, (Y/N)," You cried at his door. You could hear his breathing through the door, he was panicking. You were pretty sure that he grabbed a gun from his hallway drawer, so you were a bit worried. "I really want to see you, I missed you so much!!" You pleaded. You really wanted to see him, but you were an alternate. However, you know how to keep your alternate side at bay. You sat down on the floor and continued crying out. The urge to kill was so strong..it was taking you over.

The begging and pleading went on for an hour.

Finally the door clicked. You looked up and grinned. "Thank you so much, Mark," You smiled. You opened the door hesitantly. You looked over into the room and your eyes grew big. There Mark was, with a gun pointed at the door. Right where you were standing.. It looks like he has been crying. "No," You whispered. "No, Mark. It's me!" You shook your hands vigorously. Mark backed up further into the corner of his bed. You backed up from the door, trying to show you weren't going to harm him. "Mark, it's me," You said.

More tears streamed down his face. "No, no it's not you," Mark said. "It is," You disagreed. "Please, put the gun down," You said in a sweet voice. "No! You just want to kill me for yourself!" He screamed and more tears streamed down his face. "You fucking bastard!" He yelled. "You took her away from me! She was my best friend! She was the only person I had..!" Mark cried. You stood there in shock, and he seemed to notice this. "Why?" He asked. "Why did you take her?" You looked down. "It's me," You said again. Suddenly he tossed the gun to the floor. "Take me, I want to be with Y/n," Mark said. You wanted to cry, but you didn't.

You ran up to him. Mark expected death, but instead he got a warm embrace. He gasped. After a few seconds, he hugged back. "I love you, too," You whispered in his ear.

Right before you stabbed him in his stomach.

Mark's body went limp in your arms. His eyes were glossy with tears. "You liar," he spat. You shook your head. "No, Mark. It's still me. But I'm just out for blood." His eyelids closed and his breathing stopped. Tears streamed down your face, but finally you got the relief that you wanted. You took a hold of his arm and yanked it, tearing it off cleanly. You would also get a little snack out of it too, you supposed.

-------(a/n)-------

Sorry about that JK, I just wanted to add it in! XD

[UPDATE]
Who doesn't like some gore in their stories? I sure do.