Beneath the Surface [Yandere Creature x Reader]

Chapter 20 - Move In

I found myself sitting on a strange couch, my mind struggling to make sense of my surroundings. Confusion was an understatement; I felt like I had stepped into a surreal dream. 

The makeshift room around me was a bizarre blend of familiar and alien elements, as if someone had tried to recreate a human living space from half-remembered descriptions.

Then I saw it - my bag. The one that held my belongings, and more importantly, my walkie-talkie.

I need that,

It might be my only link to the outside world.

I raised up, my movements slow and cautious. The rustling of fabric seemed unnaturally loud in the quiet space, and it woke... something. 

The creature that had brought me here stirred, its form becoming more defined as it turned its attention to me.

It looked... almost human, but not quite. Its skin had an otherworldly sheen to it, like polished marble with veins of iridescent color shifting beneath the surface. 

Its eyes were too large, too bright, with pupils that seemed to swirl with galaxies. Its features were a perfect blend of masculine and feminine, beautiful in a way that was both alluring and unsettling. Long, slender fingers ended in sharp, translucent nails that looked more like crystal than keratin.

"My darling, are you awake?" it asked, its voice a melodious whisper that seemed to come from everywhere at once.

"...What?" I managed to croak out, my own voice sounding harsh and foreign in comparison.

"I said, are you awake?" it repeated, tilting its head in a way that was almost birdlike.

I stared at it in shock and confusion, but mostly fear. My eyes darted around the strange makeshift room, taking in the mismatched furniture, the walls that seemed to pulse with an inner light, and the ceiling that looked like a swirling night sky.

The creature followed my gaze, a smile of pride crossing its ethereal features. 

"Ah yes, it took a little while to create these things, but it's a lovely little nest for you, my dear."

"Nest?" I squeaked out, the word laced with fear and disbelief.

"Why yes, nest," it replied, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "A nest for you, my dear mate."

My blood ran cold at those words.

Mate?

What does it mean, mate?

"I-I don't understand," I stammered, trying to keep my voice steady. "What do you mean, mate? Where am I? What is all this?"

The creature's expression softened, a look of what might have been tenderness crossing its face. It moved closer, its movements fluid and graceful in a way that defied human physiology.

"Oh, my sweet one," it cooed, reaching out to stroke my cheek with one of those impossibly long fingers. I flinched away, but found myself backed against the arm of the couch. "I've chosen you. Out of all the humans on this island, you're the one who sees beyond the veil, who yearns for knowledge beyond your world. You're perfect."

I shook my head, trying to clear the fog of confusion and fear. 

"Perfect for what? I don't... I don't want to be your mate. I just want to go home."

The creature's smile faltered for a moment, a flicker of something - disappointment? Anger? - crossing its face before the serene expression returned.