Electronic Killer: BEN Drowned x Reader

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Ben picks me up and carries me bridal style back inside the mansion. "I have a very nice surprise waiting for you, (Y/N)~" he coos in my ear as we go up the stairs. I love it when he calls me by my original name, even though I prefer my CP name. It shows the rebel in him. I giggle and say, "I hope it's a good surprise~" We reach a white door decorated with black and red roses. I smile at the sight. He opens the door without putting me down. Unfortunately, the view inside the room isn't as beautiful as the one outside. There, lying on a bed covered in roses, is a naked 4 K. Ed. Ben and I gasp at this. "So your here, Benny-boo," she says with a half-smirk-half-smile. Ben growls at the nickname and I glare at her. I motion for Ben to put me down and he does. "What are you doing here?! Why weren't you outside for the wedding?!" I screech out all of this with pure venom in my voice. "I was just waiting for Benny-boo to come back and play. I didn't expect him to bring a peasant with him, though..." she glares at me, but it isn't effective. She was my friend. How could she do this to me? I storm over to her and pull her by her hair with one hand. "Get. Out! NOW!" I feel my dark side starting to consume me, but I won't let it. She claws at my face, but she never allowed her nails to grow so it is quite useless. I, on the other hand, always let let my nails grow long and sharp. I scratch her face, letting blood seep out. I throw her at the door, and Ben barely dodges. I pull my hidden daggers from there hiding spot in the sides of my dress. "This is gonna get messy... Go and wait for me outside with the others," I calmly say to Ben as if I did not just pull out two weapons from my dress. He leaves with slight hesitation. 4 K. Ed. gets up holding her scratched cheek. She growls and comes at me. I dodge with ease, even in this poofy dress. She now has her fork in her hand. I don't want to ruin my dress, so I go into my killer mode, to wear my killing outfit. As soon as I transform, he does so too. She is now wearing a green tank top, brown shorts, combat boots, and animal print glasses hat she needs to see. Go for the glasses. I'm glad I know her so well. Without her glasses, she can't see a thing. I was always secrative and never let anyone know my weaknesses, not even (bff/n). 4 K. Ed. charges at me. I dodge her attack again, but also manage to rid her of her glasses. She screams in rage, for all she sees now is too blurry and she is incapable of fighting. Before she can get her glasses back, I crush them in my hand. "You little BITCH!" Someone's pissed off. I let out maniacal laughter. She will try to sense where it is coming from, but the echoe in the room won't be of much help. She goes to the right, bumping into a wall. I'm on her left, sharpening my daggers against one another. She falls on her fork, and it stabs her right through her heart. She rolls over and takes it out. With the last of her strength and life she says, "If he c-can't...b-be-e min-ne...he wo-on't be-e yo-ours!" She throws her fork at me, and it lands in my arm. I scream in pain. She is now lifeless. I rip out the fork and throw it on the ground. I fall on my knees. "(Y/N)!" That's the the last thing I hear before blacking out.

Finally! Some action! I'm still waiting for an OC to put in the story. Please fill out the form in the comments. I want to put the OC in Wednesday's update. You guys have until Tuesday, August 4 at noon, eastern time to fill out the form. Good luck!

Peace out.