(Y/n)s POV
I woke up somewhere in which I didn't recall.
I was on a plain and simple bed, the walls were white, and I wasn't in my regular clothes. I was in a baggy white hoodie, skinny jeans, black fuzzy boots, and my hair was a tangled mess.
I sat up, scratching my head.
"B-Ben..?" I questioned, looking around.
finally, he appeared, through a thing that looked like a pixel cloud.
WAIT WHAT THE HECK?!
"B-ben. Please tell me what's going on."
He only smiled that smile that KILLED me.
"Oh darling, your In a better place now." He said.
"Ben, please."
"You're gonna be with me now."
I blushed. "What do you mean?!"
"I mean..." He walked up to me, lifting my chin so I can look him in the eyes..or what once were eyes. All I see now is empty sockets with crimson irises.
"You know too much. You can be one of me. One of..us."
My eyes widened when he leaned in and kissed me full on. I blushed a bright red, not even acknowledging whats happening.
But nit giving in just yet, I pulled away.
"One of you?" I questioned.
"Yes, you'd be perfect" he smirked with sharp teeth.
"You can come kill with me. Break in with me. Spend the time of your life with me. Out the back door."
I smirked. "That's something I could get used to."
And honestly, I know it's wrong. But there's something about having a knife against my enemies throats, putting them through the pain they put ME through.
"Perfect...."
We both gave each other dark grins.
Jeffreys POV
Hm...this new girl has some shit up her sleeves, I can feel it in my gut. I love her.
I'm so ready to train her. Its gonna be something else.
I dropped in on her and bens conversation, and I can tell she's up for it. She's been up for it.
Ben isn't a prince charming, but he sure can mess with your head.
I guess why he thinks she's different. She IS different.
