Who? (2p Canada x reader)

killer ?

Fleeing the twigs snapped underneath me the breeze urging me to run faster as the sound of bullets echoed of the pines. The snow was thick dragging me down. My crimson hands staining it's pureness everytime I tripped. "Get Her!" A voice bellowed. Matt please... No he's the last person I want help from. If I could just get past the tree line... Pausing my thought... Agonising pain brusted my leg muscels. No, no no no. My panic became all to real. This wasn't a dream this time. Dropping to the freezing snow it soothed my leg but stabbed at my skin. "Over here!" a voice sparked my adrenaline higher as I clawed my way along a trail of my own blood leading them straight to me. Fatigue tried to steal my energy as my leg longed for an end the bullet not only piercing but aggravating my flesh. Please... Arthur forgive me.

Pity consumed me giving up I lowered my eyes in acceptance. "Killing Our Leader Who The Hell Do You Think You Are! YOU Murderer!" the b#tchy huntsman got in my face one last time I bet he's dreamed of this day. Swinging the gun around in his hand nonchalantly he spat profanities as if trying to lecture me. Even if I tried to speak they wouldn't listen. The barrel was soon stuck to my skull "Night b#tch" my breath hitched expecting to be gone in a single click. Growling sounded suddenly the man before me was decapitated. No longer the bear being an innocent white.

A couple of gun shots pirced the crisp chilled air. He'll know we're I am if this carries on. Kuma mercilessly attacked them many running away. The bear was getting hurt I felt guilty yet now knowing what he was capable of sent me more into a frenzy of fear. If I want to get out of here I need to get rid of this leg. Pulling of my jacket I wrapped it round my leg just above the wounded tieing it tightlyI glanced up glad kuma served a distraction at least he was loyal. Ready to full cut of my blood circulation from my leg a voice spoke down to me menacingly.

"Found you" shades greeted my view as I hastily retreated dragging myself backwards. "l-Leave me alone" my words betrayed me come across feebly. "It's ok just let me explain" he tried to come across as comforting but it only cut our ties more. "Explain what! How you killed somone..." my screaming soon cut of my memories reminding me from the beginning.

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"As this place is near my house I'm goanna go pick a few things up, you can go to your house and grab a few things too" Matt infromed and soon enough we were there, the forest beautiful glistening snow smothering the landscape. A small growl suprised me as I escaped the truck. "Kuma!" I smiled as the bear bounded from Matt's cabin door. "I brought him along just in case" Matt informed awkardly, he must have really been worried.

"So which way is my house?" I asked glancing around I'd never actually been to Matt's cabin well this one. I knew he lived nearby but no clue where. "Kuma will show you." Matt scratched at the bears head. pointing the bear in the direction it obitently lead me. Soon enough we appeared in the clearing my house waited. Smiling I was happy to see the place was still intact. Checking my pockets I definitely didn't have my keys on me considering I haven't need them for so long. Strolling to the back door I checked under the forget-me-not pot. To find s key with a note. "Stop Leaving Without Telling Me!" it had angery rushed writing and was clearly from Allen as an A was scratched in the corner. The note was damp and almost fell apart in my hands. How old was this. Clicking open the door I stepped inside even though it was as cold as outside its still radiated the homly warmth. Soon my nostalgia was ruined a clatter capturing my attention. Picking up the neatest heaviest object I slowly tip toed round the corner alert ready for anything. A small squeeze suprised me as a chipmunk sat on the floor munching on something. Sighing I was relived, how did this little guy even get in here? Heading to the kitchen I got some nuts from the cupboard and led a trail outside.

Hiding behind the couch I watched as it nommed away and eventually left. "Heh leaving your door open again isn't that kind of stupid of you?" before I could get from my crouched position the ajar back door was kicked open. That b#tchy voice all to familiar. "Get out" I hissed. Stepping up to the huntsman he didn't back down as he stood just inside the frame work of my house. "It's open property I'm free to entre" he sneered back lazily holding a shotgun in his hands. "No its not I did not invite you in therfore you can leave" I spat back. "Not Intill You tell me what happened to Jerry!" he shouted in my face. "Who the hell is Jerry! Just Leave" I ordered pushing him away from me. "No! You threatened him before you and he bl##dy went missing! What the hell did you do to Jerry" my shirt was clawed at as he tried to become intimidating pulling me closer to him. "Not a clue" I growled glaring at his smug face. Still conscious of the gun in his procession I made a quick decision. This will escalate and in a foul way. Bringing my knees up he buckled to wooden floor. Sprinting from my house I ran back the way I came. doesn't seem I'll be taking anything anytime soon. Stumbling I hit the snow my body was still worn from earlier and I had some thin cuts from jumping through that window that stung obnoxiously as I hit the frozen H2O. Scrambling to my feet I soon spoted a wooden structure it wasn't Matt's house but it was good enough to hide in intill I know that pesky huntsman isn't trailing me. Grabbing the door I was suprised it was locked. A small window was on the other side of the shed. Kicking it in the plastic sheet I slipped inside the shady darkened wood shed.

Dropping down my knees scrapped the floor. Pausing something sticky stuck to my hands like sap from a tree. Trying to see what it was through the darkness I focused my eyes. Holding my hands close to my face my breath stopped my heart beat amplifying in my ears, blood. Raising my eyes I let out a startled scream.

The man "Jerry", here he was. Scooting back my jaw was a gape. Skull smashed body torn, crimson stained the floor. This was just my cursed luck. "Get Out of there w#nch" terrorifed I tried my best to keep calm as the door was battered. "Oh God help me" resting my head on the my knees my breathing became Uncontrollable as my shoulders trembled. Tears soaked my raw cheeks. Soon the door swung open no sound arose as light filter in on the scene. Peeking over my shoulder I stare up at the figure of the man. Eyes wide mouth making the perfect 'O'. A sudden shot of terror passed him as he stared down at me then as if a startled animal scampered off. Taking one last glance back at the scene a snapped piece of wood caught my attention. A snapped hockey stick.

No, not him he couldn't have. Rising to my feet I struggled from the shed shock clawing at my skin trying to draw me back in to the crime scene. Distance shouting captured my wondering attention "Quick this way she killed him, Jerry is dead!" the voices came closer. Profanities and vile words being shouted. Running I didn't stop to look behind me I didn't want this pinned on me. They'd just blame me no matter what I said.

This was my final ditch attempt as all all my thoughts blured past my mind.

( intresting enough? Or want me to twist the ending more >:D. Only a couple chaps left then we've finished guys glad you've stuck around. Thanks for everything!)