[18+] Hex: Plaything I Dead By Daylight inspired fanfiction

Dark Devotion

          Over the next few months Celeste grows more and more confident in her ability to escape. She spends a lot of time training. Wesker had arranged it for her to be able to train with each Killer separately, although he doesn't let Trickster anywhere near her. There are some Trials that she still loses, but most of them are easy for her. 

          Just as Rebecca had said, the rest of the Camp have turned their back on her. Kate refuses to be healed by her and that hurts Celeste, but she follows Wesker's advice and locks her emotions, focusing on her goal to have complete control over her body and emotions. Carlos is the only one that still tries to form a truce between Celeste and the rest of the Survivors. He sometimes silently sits next to her while she waits for the names to be picked. 

     ''Cielo, you just need to talk to them,'' Carlos says quietly to her one day. Celeste looks at Carlos and shakes her head. She often wonders what it would have been like to have stayed on Survivor side all those months back. Would Wesker have found a new victim to do as he pleases with or would Celeste be targeted by Killers relentlessly? 

     ''I don't want to talk to them, Carlos,'' Celeste says harshly, regretting her tone when she looks at Carlos. Her features soften when she notices how he's looking at her. He really does see best in people when everyone else turns their back. She pulls the sleeves of her sweater down to cover her scars from Wesker's tentacles, she has been wearing long sleeved shirts and jeans to prevent people from asking her questions. 

           Celeste's mood isn't the best. She hasn't seen Wesker since she went to Killer camp. What annoys her the most is that she has been doing training with everyone but Wesker and she has been getting good, but the one person she is seeking approval of isn't even there to give her... praise. 

          She has spent countless nights fantasizing about Wesker. She has spent countless Trials looking out for him. Getting chased by anyone else isn't as thrilling as it used to be. In fact the other Killers either leave her for last or don't let other Survivors to unhook her when they manage to catch her. 

     ''I miss you,'' Carlos says out of nowhere, taking the opportunity of holding her gaze for more than a couple of seconds in a long time. The directness of those words pulls at Celeste's heart and she looks away from Carlos, in hopes to wash away the meaning behind what was said.

          The names get displayed on the screen, Celeste looks at the bright screen and when she doesn't find her name on there she feels even more annoyed. She stands up to leave, but Carlos grabs her forearm. 

     ''Spend the night with me,'' Carlos looks up at her. When Celeste's face scrunches up in confusion, a quick grin appears and disappears from his lips, although his eyes keep a playful glint. ''I mean, let's talk. You still owe me an explanation.'' 

          Celeste sighs softly. She has been avoiding him for a long time. It has been hacking at her conscience. Carlos was good to her without question, even when she started making unreasonable decisions he stuck by her. She agrees to it, it's not like she has anything better to do since her name didn't even come up  for training. 

          They agree to go to Celeste's room since there are droplets of rain dancing with the wind that's slowly picking up. Celeste can't help but notice Jill rolling her eyes in the background. Jill has been one of the most outspoken people in the camp that have turned many people against Celeste. Celeste doesn't mind though, she was never popular at school, and she has spent her adult years completely alone. 

          Celeste prepares a tray of snacks for them in the kitchen. She notices that Carlos is leaning against the counter that forever will remind her of him. His hand slides over the surface of the counter and when she catches his eye, blood rushes to her cheeks. He silently watches her with a knowing smile on his face. Celeste hands him the tray when she's done and grabs a couple of bottles of beer from the fridge.