Inside his apartment Y/n walks over to the window and stares blankly outside at the rain.
Y/n (Thought's): I hate rainy days, they always remind me of how colorless my life is.
Y/n rest's his head on his arms as he thought about his next move.
Y/n (Thought's): now that the police are investigating, the warden probably already knows about the old woman's death.
Y/n hears the sudden click on a handgun and sighs.
Y/n: speak of the devil.
Warden: hands where I can see them.
Y/n raised both his arms and slowly turns around to face the warden.
Warden: How did you get out?!
Y/n: I don't know what you're talking about dear warden I've been here the entire time.
Warden: Bullshit! I know you're responsible for this.
Y/n: What if I am what are you going to do kill me?
Warden: I was content on making you suffer for killing my wife by holding you captive but now I think it's time for me to end this.
The warden aims his gun at him. Y/n looks on amuse rather than scared.
Y/n (Thought's): for people like him it may take a long time for him to steel himself for the kill but luckily I don't have that problem.
He then runs at the warden who immediately shot him in the leg. Y/n let's out a groan as he tackled the warden to the ground knocking the gun from his hand. Pulling out the needle that contained the synthesized liquid Y/n injects the warden in the neck. The reaction was immediate the one began seizing and foaming at the mouth his body spazzed for a few seconds until he just stopped moving.
Y/n (Thought's): Clean and efficient I wish most of my kills were like this but beggars can't be choosers.
Y/n grabs both of the wardens legs and drags him into the bathroom. Lifting him up Y/n tosses the warden's body into the bathtub.
Y/n: now for the messy part
He Instinctively reached to the side for his saw but immediately remembers that the warden had stripped in of all sharp objects.
Y/n: just my luck and I don't even have the ingredients to make acid things cannot get any worse.
As if on que he heard a knock at the door followed by the voice of Andrea.
Andrea: Y/n are you ok? I heard a gunshot.
Y/n: yep things can still get worse.
Y/n hastily leaves the bathroom closing it behind him as he limps over to the door and answers it.
Andrea: Sorry for dropping by like that I just wanted to make sure you're okay.
Y/n: Thanks I appreciate that
Y/n Thought's): that's really thoughtful of her but she couldn't have picked a worst time to drop by.
Andrea looks down at his leg and notices the bullet wound.
Andrea: Oh my god your bleeding you've been shot!
Y/n: really I never noticed.
Andrea: How did this happen?
She spot the gun lying on the ground behind him.
Y/n (Thought's): I need to come up with something quick.
Y/n nervously scratched the back of his head.
Y/n: the truth is I was playing around with a gun I found and accidentally shot myself.
Andrea: I'll get the first aid kit from your bathroom.
Y/n: I'm out of first aid supplies
Andrea: Then we'll go back to my place. Here lean on me.
She offered him her shoulder but Y/n declined.
Y/n: I'll be fine don't worry.
The two returned to the sister's apartment Andrea open the door. They enter the living room where they found Ashley standing over the body of a dead cultist who had multiple stab wounds all over his body.
Y/n (Thought's): this is definitely a surprise
Chapter end
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Tcoaal x Male reader
FanfictionY/n is trapped inside an apartment complex but that's no problem he's not what he presents himself to be