Beneath the Surface [Yandere Creature x Reader]

Chapter 17 - Too Smart

I slowly backed away, my heart pounding in my chest. The creature's words echoed in the cavern, sending shivers down my spine.

"My love... so smart..." it purred, its voice a haunting melody that seemed to resonate within my very bones.

What does it want from me?

Why is it calling me that?

"What are you?!" I cried out, my voice cracking with fear and confusion. The world around me felt like it was spinning, reality bending and warping with each passing moment.

The creature's form began to shift and change, its body cracking and snapping as it morphed. "I can be anything you want me to be..." it whispered, its voice a blend of seduction and threat.

Anything I want?

What kind of power is this?

As I watched, frozen in a mix of terror and fascination, the creature's shape settled into a new form. My breath caught in my throat as I recognized the face staring back at me. It was a face I hadn't seen in years, one I had almost forgotten.

"You wouldn't leave me, would you?" the creature asked, now wearing the appearance of my childhood friend.

No, it can't be...

How does it know about them?

My heart melted at the sight. It was an exact replica of an old photo I had long forgotten, a treasured memory from a simpler time. My childhood friend, with that familiar crooked smile and those kind eyes that had once been my whole world.

"H-how did you...?" I stammered, unable to form a coherent thought.

The creature, still wearing my friend's face, stepped closer. "I told you, Y/N. I can be anything you want. I can see into your heart, your memories. I know what you desire, what you fear, what you've lost."

It knows everything about me.

How can it know so much?

Tears welled up in my eyes as I stared at the face of my long-lost friend. We had been inseparable as children, but life had pulled us in different directions. I had often wondered what might have been if we had stayed in touch.

"This isn't real," I whispered, more to myself than to the creature. "You're not them. You can't be."

The creature's expression softened, a look of understanding and compassion that was so familiar it made my heart ache. "But I could be, Y/N. I could be everything you've ever wanted, everyone you've ever lost. Don't you see? With me, you never have to be alone again."

Never alone again... But at what cost?

I felt my resolve wavering. The offer was tempting – so tempting. To never be alone, to have back the people I had lost, the connections that had slipped away. But at what cost?

"Why me?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "Out of all the people on this expedition, why did you choose me?"

The creature smiled, my friend's familiar grin tinged with something otherworldly. "Because you're special, Y/N. You have a curiosity, a hunger for knowledge that sets you apart. You're not content with the world as it is – you want to see beyond, to understand the mysteries that others ignore."

Special?

Or just convenient?

It took another step closer, and I found myself rooted to the spot, unable to move away. "I can show you things beyond your wildest imagination. Truths about this world – about all worlds – that would revolutionize everything you think you know."

My mind was reeling. Part of me knew this was dangerous, that I should run, call for help, do anything but listen to this creature's tempting words. But another part – the part that had driven me to become an archaeologist, to seek out the unknown – was intrigued.

Just as my fingers brushed against the creature's hand, a sudden thought struck me.

What if this is all a trick?

What if I'm making a terrible mistake?

I hesitated, my hand hovering in the air, my heart pounding in my chest. The creature's eyes bore into mine, its smile unwavering.

Trust... or run?

The decision was mine to make.