Dead By Daylight [OneShots]

Legion (Frank) X (Blind) Reader

Requested by LuaKitsune ~ (Had to play legion matches a few times to get a live experience for this XD)

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"Run bitch!" Nea screamed at the top of her lungs as Min took a mighty hit for her poorly timed flashlight save, "Fucking run like your ass is put on fire!"

At least she saved Nea

"You're welcome, you owe me for this one." She yelled, clutching her side as she ran away, whimpering.

"Whatever...Imma fucking put you on a leash."

"You literally mean that when calling me a Bitch!"

"Kinda kinky though." Meg mused while patching Min up, while Nea still dedicatedly looped around. This was how the match went for the most part...unless Legion wasn't in a good mood.

Heck! It was even harder to determine who was who until a certain bubblegum colored teen perked up at the sight of beamers. It was a mystery why Suzie liked beamers for some reason, considering that she always collected them before she was swooped away from the trial.

However, at the moment, it was unmistakably Frank. And he was raging like a hound ready to rip anything that came in his way to shred.

Nea was doing fine for the first minute, but the moment the first gen popped up to life, Frank was done. He was so done being fooled around.

Aggressively, he struck the girl in front of him down, so hard that it collided straight with her head, a strong concussion that was more than enough to down her. She was struggling in and out of consciousness, rendering her helpless against any physical fight. She was gone the moment she met the hook, even though it was her first in the round.

This was a huge wake up call for Min and Meg.

"DAFUQ!" Min yelped, "Right away?!"

"Man, Entity's pissed off real bad this round. Gotta wrap it up and hide for the time being." Meg's advice had never worked, but Min was far from being wise to follow her gut instinct.

Quickly, both hopped into the locker, only to leave a screeching loud scream echoing across the map once they came out. Apparently, even for a fool, it was a bright idea to hop into the locker with legion on patrol, like dancing merrily in front of a snoozing lion.

And they had just put their hands in his mouth.

Meg was the first one to be caught, while Min slumped over behind the bush, awaiting her doom.

Meg was same, going out on her first hook. Min was unable to understand what was happening, until a mighty damned idea crossed her mind.

Just the way as you crossed her path.

You were walking ever so slowly, feeling for the frozen cold partly demolished walls of the abandoned ski resort as you tried to make your way out of the killer's radar. You were yet to understand what was happening, but anyone would take your helplessness for your pitiful condition. Who would want to be lost in a hellish place without the ability to scout for the area?

At least you were spared the devastating fate of watching their disheveled, disgusting composure, their appalling appearances. They were all otherworldly, and they were all alien enough to run away from them at the mere sight of them. You wouldn't have to turn away and think about it for the rest of your life, of how traumatic that moment was. They were far from being humanly to look at, with the exception of being beyond inhumanly to be comprehensible.

But Legion? They were ordinary...and they were still extraordinary in their own way.

Beneath the mask, Frank was but a man who excelled athletically. He had strength that could counter most survivors, maybe all. He was faster than the accomplished track-runner, and he was keener than the hunters who sought to destroy the prey completely.