October Doom, Brings November Gloom - PRIVATE Roleplay

// October 3rd *Published early* //

I originally hadn't planned to make a chapter for the third, though after finding out about a Horror manga called Hideout, it gave me inspiration to write a scenario based on it. Decided to publish it early as well, since I really liked the concept, and it's something unique we've never done before.

Ship:

Dark Multiship of your choice, you may pair Kiku with whoever you see fit. Just let me know in the comments, please.

Roles:

Girlfriend - Kiku

Boyfriend/Ex-Boyfriend  - *Your choice*

Monster/Creature - *Your choice*

Scenario:

Their relationship had fallen apart, and no matter what she did, the relationship seemingly couldn't be mended.  Any attempt at trying to mend their relationship failed. But, he just wouldn't let her go either.

The girl had convinced him to take them on a small vacation, in the hopes that some time relaxing, just to themselves, would help them finally feel okay, feel in love, again. It wasn't going as planned though, he took every chance he had to insult her. To make her feel small.

As they were driving to see a sight he had insisted on seeing, she listened to the music on in the car, just peering out the window at the rain droplets spilling down the glass. It was dark already, and the stars seemed to be disgusted by them, that's what she believed at least, because there wasn't a single star in the sky to guide them.

When the car suddenly stopped, and her boyfriend snatched her wrist, she squeaked and turned to face him. Only for him to tell her to get out of the car because they were out of gas and needed to walk.
She didn't see a reason to doubt him, and so, she got out of the car while he seemed to linger behind, grabbing a bag from the trunk. He said it was needed, water to drink if the walk was long, ointment for blisters on the feet, etc.

She walked ahead of him, admiring the nature she saw. She remembered when he liked to walk side by side with her, holding her hand, gently swinging it, reaching down to pick her a flower he'd pluck into her hair, when he'd-

*Clunk*

That thought was abruptly cut off when something hit her in the back, hard. She fell to her knees, collapsing in pain as a hand reached back, laying flat against her back. And to her horror, she felt blood soaking through her dress.

Looking up, now dazed, confused, and frightened, she saw her boyfriend staring back at her, grinning, his teeth seeming to shine bright against his shadow-casted face. He was holding a wrench. It was painted red right on the head.

Horrified, she screamed out and forced herself to her feet despite the pain racking her back, and ran, wanting to get away from her boyfriend. She had to get away. If she didn't, his next hit could be the cause of her very last breath.

As she ran, she heard him calling after her, calling her names, saying how he had planned this, and how she would never, ever, see their home again. That he'd play the part of the mourning boyfriend, claiming that he couldn't understand how someone could do something so cruel to another human being.

Running still, but increasingly hearing the footsteps behind her getting louder, she tripped, falling.
No, no, please no, don't let it end this way, please, don't let-

The thought in her head was halted when she felt herself roll into a hole, a cave... Just her luck. Maybe she could hide. That was the only thing she could think to do. Running out of the cave may just be a death trap because she'd possibly run back, if not directly, into him.

Though still lost in her thoughts, observing her new surroundings for a place to hide, aching from the pain in her back, she didn't hear her boyfriend approaching, and the next thing she knew, her head was racked with pain before everything went black.

Standing over the bleeding, unmoving body of his girlfriend, the man grinned, dropping his weapon, no longer seeing a need for the wrench. She /had/ to be dead after that hit. He could see the blood matting her hair, how the blood was pooling beneath her as she lay limp on the cold, gravelly ground of the cave.
Turning, wanting to look around the cave, possibly to find a place to hide the body, he was startled when he saw eyes watching him from the dark. The eyes were glowing, and the color, wasn't an eye color any human could have, it was far too pigmented to be one of those rare eyes colors caused by a lack of pigmentation. The eyes couldn't belong to a human man or woman, only something he shouldn't have been seeing, and should have never seen.
And before he could run, those glowing eyes came closer as a man... No, a creature... Emerged from the darkness, revealing itself to him. And right away, he could feel the mal intent this creature had for him, he could feel its seething anger, the want to rip him apart, the want to end his life.

And now it was the boyfriend's turn to run as the odd creature gave chase. And as he ran, he fell into a hole. The hole was made, and he knew it was because there were built-in steps leading back up, ones he wouldn't take right now, because the creature loomed above the hole, ready to strike if he tried to escape. The hole also seemed to have a door. A hatch, perhaps, to keep those who fall down, locked in, unable to escape.
Looking at his new surroundings, he saw there were built rooms as well. They were dimly lit by torches. No one else was there, not anyone alive anyway. Though he could very much smell the scent of decaying flesh.
The creature must have trapped others, possibly killed them, and left them to rot. Did the creature eat its victims? Did it just enjoy killing? Or had humans made it so bitter it figured that any that entered its domain should die, because they only caused pain?
Would that be his fate? A death to a creature that shouldn't have been possible?
No, he wouldn't let it be, he'd escape, because he wanted to live, more than the other victims did, he was sure, and he would fight.

As if he actually stood a chance.

He wasn't sure how much later it was when he heard someone approaching the room he had holed up in. It could have been a few hours, maybe a few days, he didn't know. He just knew that the last time he went out of his room, the hatch to the hole he had fallen into had been firmly shut, and opening it would just alert the creature he was attempting an escape.
He had nothing arming him, but he'd still fight the creature. And maybe, just maybe, he'd find a weapon in another room during the confrontation. He hadn't yet looked through the other rooms, believing that too much movement may be heard by the creature, and may provoke him down sooner than he'd like.

As the steps turned towards his room, he found himself shocked.

The creature was there, just like he knew it would be, but beside it, was his girlfriend, well, ex-girlfriend given what he did, holding onto the creature the same way she would hold onto his arm when she wanted attention.
Her wounds caused by him were taken care of, and it seemed that despite her having met the creature, it hadn't even attacked her.
What the hell was going on?

"You know," She spoke, laying her head against the man creature's arm, dark eyes peering at her ex-boyfriend.
"It's only guys he has a problem with, he quite likes girls. He was even nice enough to take care of the wounds /You/ caused." She stated.

Detaching from the creature's arm, she instead connected hands with it, holding firmly to his large hand as she leaned down in front of her ex, her lips pursing for a moment before she grinned.
"So, because he was so nice to me, I was nice enough to be his girlfriend. And now, it's up to me whether you live or die. And right now, after what you did to /Me/, my /Boyfriend/ really wants to rip you to pieces. Isn't he a good boyfriend? He's /Everything/ you never were." She spoke, before she stood back up, holding the creature's hand still, before she wrapped her arms around him.
"I just /Love/ him so much!"

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