The Demons Within (Female Yandere x Male Reader)

C22 - Merge

Dried crimson covered the ground nearby, creating a clear divide between the worn grey stones that the basement had been made from.

An orange-haired sat upon a bloodied throne, worn orbs drooping occasionally, as she attempted to keep her gaze steadfast upon a certain location.

Noise from the outside world unable to reach the room, the chamber silently observed the mute girl that had been fastened to her throne.

Her dried lips would occasionally open and close, as if they were trying to produce a sentence, but no voice erupted from within.

The small girl's body constantly quivered, a small trail of saliva trickling down her chin as she suddenly broke out into a feverish fit of rage.

Forcefully pulling against the leather belts, she threw her head upwards towards the darkness above her, peering towards two large orbs that had grown from within the abyss.

"Stop... please... Make it stop..." She cried out, futilely attempting to cradle her head in her hands.

The two large orbs seemed to squint in disgust, two small pupils moving over towards the corner of the room, pulling along Chloe's attention with their movements.

"Stop? Why?" A disfigured body chuckled, its mouth forming a large frown as a broken arm was raised into the air near the figure's head, moving it back and forth as if it wanted to scratch its head but had been rendered unable due to the angle at which its arm had been snapped.

"Hurts... It... IT HURTS..." Chloe roared, her mouth moving open slightly even though no sound had been produced.

Rushing over to the girl, the black figure placed its broken arms around the small girl's throat, tightening its grip on her as if it were attempting to choke her to death.

Feeling her throat become compressed, stealing her ability to breathe, a pair of orange orbs darted back towards the two giant eyes above her.

"You. Did you think you'd escaped? That you'd finally repented enough? That life was getting better? That you... deserved the warmth that came with them?" Came a voice from the figure.

The lack of oxygen causing her head to feel light resulted in her being unable to respond, the black figure increasing the strength with which it constricted her throat, as if trying to snap it into two due to the lack of response.

"This is what you deserve. Pain, suffering, and misery only. The only repentance is death." The figure blurted out, the small girl's surroundings changing after it finished its sentence.

No longer were there any grimy stones, the surroundings instantly brightening as neon rain fell upon her body.

Finding herself in the middle of a familiar crimson-coated intersection, still bound by the throne in which she sat, Chloe weakly opened her mouth and attempted to catch some of the rain, relishing the feeling of the liquid wetting her dry lips.

A queer scream erupted from the figure as its bones let out a series of pops and groans, its silhouette shrinking into a more feminine frame.

The small orange-haired girl peered towards the black monster, which had turned itself into her mother. Its black teeth were clenched shut, eyes scrunched up, as it spat out a sentence filled with distain.

"You should have died when you jumped off that roof, failure!" It screeched out, pausing for a second when the noise of a door opening sounded out behind it.

The lone rusted metal door had been the only thing that hadn't changed, a loud groan erupting from the hinges.

A tall blonde leisurely walked out from within the door, grinning at the sight of the orange-haired girl who was currently staring at him, blood-caked features and all.