The Snake Of DuskWood Grove (Male Y/N X Male Naga)

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The Beginning Of Obsession

They plod along the streets as Marcus silently urges them to hurry up by increasing his own pace.

Y/N - "Marcus, nothing bad has happened to Dylan he's obviously doing this for shits and giggles, I like it." Y/N said confident in his words.

As the once three now four reached their destination, the bus stop where Dylan screamed and they came to a massacre as Dylan lay quite still on a stretcher and paramedics were checking his vitals while police marked things of interest for their investigation, that would be dumped on the homicide detectives no doubt.

ParaMedic 1 - "PATCH UP THAT ARM ITS HANGING LOOSELY OFF HIS TORSO!" Screamed a ParaMedic as he was patching up a stomach with multiple slashes and bite marks.

Y/N - 'I stand corrected,' he inwardly thought as he saw a second ParaMedic go over to Dylan to help.

ParaMedic 2 - "Oh god, why is it the same as the other's? Why can we not get a gunshot victim? At least that doesn't make me wanna empty my lunch all over this poor kid." Said a ParaMedic as he sat in the back of the van holding the stretcher while they secured it, looking quite nauseous if I do say so myself.

Then everyone in the group froze as they heard a phone camera sound, everyone looked around as Y/N covertly moved the photo to an album with no correlation to the incident here to hide it so he could post on a true crime site later as U/N.

PoliceMan 1 - "HEY, YOU FOUR!" he yelled at the four.

All, except Y/N - "Yes, officer?" they said quite startled at the officer, even realising they were there.

PoliceMan 1 - "What are you four doing here?" the officer said as he stepped toward them, not recognising them as he was the cars driver.

Marcus - "We came to find my friend Dylan as we were waiting on the bus and he heard something and then he screamed and I ran off to find help" said Marcus getting more and more nervous as the officer stared him down.

Y/N just looked past the officer and looked at Dylan and gave a more grim expression, realising this has happened to the other people who he once interacted with for a short amount of time.

Y/N- 'Huh Dylan was nice. I wonder why he got killed by whatever killed the others.' Y/N thought while Marcus answered questions and retold the story multiple times to the officer who stood there with an expression of a grizzled face and a patchy beard looking focused on the boy talking to him as he explained over and over to him, Y/N decided to slip over to the side more, closer to the treeline to get a closer look now that Dylan was placed into the ambulance, Y/N realises Dylan is still breathing and that's why he ain't leaving in a body bag.

As Y/N got closer, though, he felt an intensity, like he was being watched, Y/N slowly tilted his head to the treeline as he felt his skin tingle with knowing that something out there was watching him, and it made his skin reverberate with anticipation as he then felt a sturdy and grasp onto his shoulder, Y/N turns around to see Andrew with a solemn expression.

Andrew - "Y/N, the police told us we have to go now, and that we aren't to speak of this unless we want to face legal trouble" Andrew said as his voice sounded like honey in Y/N's ear, it was a tantalising noise that had Y/N nodding and following his friends away

[The final hours of Dylan Owen's, Age: 23, date of birth: 04/18/2001.]

'It' watched with malice as that delectable boy was so close to being snatched up by 'It' before that rat came along and took his prey away. 'It' hungered for Y/N in more ways than one, and it wanted to see the boy babbling out incoherent pleas of pleasure, and it wanted to mark that boy, so he would be 'It's'. Y/N writhing beneath 'It' undeniably aching for release, and if that didn't stir some thoughts, 'It' didn't know what did.

Y/N felt a twist in his gut, telling him that this wasn't over yet, and something would happen soon. As he walked away he pushed his hand into his F/C hoodie pocket looking around for his keys before moving to his sweatpants and then feeling around every pocket he has trying to find his missing house keys, if he dropped them by the crime scene he would need to return in atleast two days to retrieve it. What he did not know was something else had them and didn't plan on returning them without a tradeoff of sorts.

As Y/N reached his home, he waved goodbye to those three as he entered through the thankfully unlocked back window of his third floor apartment by using the fire escape. As he entered, he went over to his room and grabbed his only spare key as he attached it to a phone case and slotted his phone into said case so he wouldn't lose them that easily this time.

Unbeknownst to Y/N, this would save his life very soon.

As something watched and waited till the perfect time to bring his delectable prey away so he could show him what he was missing in his life.
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Void - "See you all later for Chapter 2, the 'cacophony of the mundane', and till we meet again, my dear readers."