MEANT TO BE MINE

Fyodor Dostoevsky ~Dangerous~

Author's Note: I haven't watched the Stray Dogs anime, so I'm not familiar with this character. I did some reasearch for this one-shot, so excuse any wrong info or if that character seems different. He will be different as he is a yandere, but you get what I mean. 

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"-Fyodor Dostoevsky has escaped and his current location is unknown. Do not engage as he is a very dangerous man and call police immediately if he's spotted. Witness protection will be available for those who are able to turn him in or give leads to his where-abouts.'' 

You choked on the sandwich you were eating as you overheard the news. Your friend looked at you in concern. Taking a drink from your cup, you tried to calm your nerves. Surely he wasn't going to coming to find you. Taking a deep breath to calm yourself, without much luck. You knew that man would never lie to someone he deemed as 'so holy'. You had only met him a handful of times, but apparently it was enough for him to gain some kind of attachment. Although, this attachment was built on some false mindset. For a course you had to take, you had to be a different person. By that, you had to attend some religious church or temple holy place and follow the customs -while there- for a month, then give feedback on how the experience was. That's what the class required, so you followed suit. 

There was a church nearby and the agreed to let you learn there. Everyday you would wear a sweater with jeans and practiced the sweet soft spoken voice they encouraged. Then there was some times you'd do volunteer work with them. This man appeared off and on, taking a liking to you. Well, to the 'study for a month' version of you. He had always been a calm and sometimes funny guy you had talked to on occasion. One day he asked you on a date and you declined as respectfully as possible. He found you on social media and would try to text and talk to you, but you limited it. It was obvious he wanted a date with the person he thought he knew. He was attractive sure, however seeing how 'god'-like he was, you didn't want to know his reaction to finding out that wasn't actually you.

It started becoming multiple times a day he would message you, begging to see you and ask you on a date. Well, one day you were leaving the college when you heard him call your name and come running over to you. Then to your shock, there was cops flooding the place to arrest him. The situation was confusing and more so when you saw on the news about the man being a crazed killer criminal or as he would probably say knowing his mindset 'doing the work of god'. Weather it was a case of the church protecting him or them being fearful to not tell you or alert police, wasn't clear. You remember the crazed look in his eyes as they dragged him to the cop car. He wasn't sane. 

'I promise my angel, I'll come back to you and show you the light. I'll show you god made us for each other!'

The words he last spoke repeating in your head over and over. You jump as your friend placed their hand on yours, breaking you out of your thoughts. 

"Let's head back to your house, okay? I'll spend the night, as I know you don't wanna be alone right now and we aren't gonna do that horror movie kidnapping shit where the main character gets kidnapped because your roommate happens to be away with their boyfriend tonight." Your friend stated. "I also have the gun I keep in the van, I'll bring it in, not gonna take any chances."

[Fast forward brought you to by-author who's struggling to write this one-shot with limited info and trying to limit back story to give more involvement with the yandere despite hardly knowing anything about said yandere]

Laying in your bed, you woke up unable to fall back asleep. Not from insomnia or being well rested. No, something was off, you could just tell. Just like the movies, you could feel 'a chill in the air'. Now that you think about it, when did you go to bed? You barely remember that your friend had pulled the parent card and had you go lay on the couch and watch cartoons while they made comfort food for the two of you that you had stopped to pick up on the way back home. Seeing your friend wasn't laying beside you, you figured they went to the bathroom. Glancing over to see you didn't grab some water before bed, you got up to grab a glass. Letting out a gasp, quickly covering your mouth to silence the noise, but it was too late. 

The dark haired man stared at you were your friend had been laying before when the two of you came in here to play the game system. He grinned and brought his hand to rub your cheek. Fuck no. Grabbing the tazer your paranoid ass brought when you first heard he went to prison out from under the pillow and zapped him with it. He was stunned for a moment, giving you the chance to get off the bed, slamming the door shut, and running into your friend who was walking back from the kitchen with a glass of water. 

"What's going on?" They asked. 

"He's here! We have to go now!" You excalaimed, grabbing their arm. 

"Calm down and sit down." Your friend replied, calmly. 

"No, we have to-"

"I said. Sit. Down."

Going wide eyed as they pulled the gun from their pocket. Gasping as you were hugged from behind, lifted, and sat on the couch. Struggling to get out of the mans grip, he only held you tighter and hummed. Your friend stared for a moment before putting the gun back their pocket. 

"What are you doing!" You cried. 

"I said-calm. the. fuck. down." They hissed, "Don't bring attention on us and this will be easier for everyone."

"Watch your language heretic." Fyodor growled. 

"Call me whatever as long as I get paid." They replied.

"I can't believe you." You cried. 

"Fits the horror movie doesn't it? The killer gets on the loose, the roommate away at their boyfriends, a friend who's not their friend when offered money to betray them. The killer gets the person they adore and I get cash I very much need. Win, win." They state. "Speaking of, where is it?"

"Well, like the said movies you mentioned, isn't there always something called....oh, what is it...I can't put my finger on it. Hm...." Fyodor spoke, dramatically. "Can you think of the word Angel? It's when something doesn't go the way someone planned, thinking they outsmarted someone, but really they were being out smarted themselves? It's what they did to you, however their punishment will be much worse."

A gun going off reached your ears causing you to jump, letting out a cry as your friend-tratior fell to the ground dead. A group of men appearing behind their now dead body. 

"Betrail. That's the word. I wasn't gonna let a heretic like that live. Nope, they had no saving. Now you, you do my Angel."

You didn't speak, just sat on his lap, shaking as you tried to think of some way out of this situation without luck. 

"I see your not wearing something I had expected, but that's alright. We can change that, I can revert you back to the old you. I know being around people such as them as tainted my sweet Angel, however no worries. No worries at all, I can bring you back to the light. Have that sweet sweet darling I once saw those months ago. My group has set up a wonderful place for your rehabiliation, with some time you'll be back to your normal self. You'll see my love for you and the love our god has given both of us as we were made for each other."

Tears rain down your face as you feared what he meant. 

"Tears of joy I hope my Angel. Well, we have no time to waste, let's get a move on."

[Timeskip]

Splashing water on your face, you tried to regain composure. How long could you keep this act up? How long till your mind broke and really started to belive this way? 

"Angel, are you alright in there? The foods going to get cold."

"Yes, my love. Just washing my hands." You forced out. 

Opening the door you were greeted by your 'huspand' who embraced you in a hug. The cold feeling of the shock collar on your neck always reminding you if you didn't behave and continue to 'reform' he would 'shock the evil out'. 

"Hmm, you manage to become more and more beautiful each day." He whispered, carressing your cheek as he brought his lips to yours in a short kiss. "See, I'm not that DANGEROUS~"

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Author's Note: For knowing very little about this character other than the little I read, I think this one-shot turned out pretty good.