~The Last Thing You See is Me- Antisepticeye x Reader~

Meeting the Killer

(Y/N) walked down the path in the woods, the moonlight filtering through the trees to spill out onto the damp ground below. The pale blue light caught the droplets of rain that had fallen before. Thankfully, it wasn't raining now.

(Y/N) had to go to the store to pick up some bread and some soda for the night, but she and Signe and decided that walking the streets of (town) was unsafe and guess who didn't have a car? They figured Anti had been wandering the streets and alleys, waiting to pounce on (Y/N). They didn't know that Dark was on the prowl in the streets and Anti had been creeping in the woods.

So she was stuck walking through the tall trunks in the middle of the night with a bag in each hand, irritable as all hell. At least the woods lined the city alleyways, but just far away to not be seen.

"Motherfucker.....Why can't I live a NORMAL life withOUT killers and drama and shit-"

A stick snapped nearby as (Y/N) froze, her head whipping around. The urge to ask if anyone was there was rising, but she had to bite it back as she started to run. Fast.

A pair of footsteps followed her as she ran, panting as she dropped the bags to gain more speed. She shivered as she felt the person close the gap on her, leaping on top of her back and tackling her to the ground.

"Don't mo-" She didn't even look at him as she struggled free and started running, managing to make it to the back of the alley, jumping the fence into the city limits. She looked back as she heard the fence rattle behind her.

A pair of eyes, one blue, one neon green, glowed from the shadows of the alleyway as (Y/N) stood there, shaking. The icy glare dug deep into her soul. She gulped as the being chuckled darkly, the menacing voice having a light ring to it.

"You think you can escape from me, princess?" He rolled the last word sickly, like it made him...want her. She shook her head as he flashed a fanged grin, his white teeth showing slight hints of blood as he chuckled again. "Good answer. I hate having to hunt my kill."

"Who ARE you?!" (Y/N) screamed, shaking harder as the terrified teen took a step back from him, terrified of this....monster in the shadows. He sighed and stepped out to show a man with neon-green hair, short, stubby facial hair to accent it. He wore a pair of blue jeans under a burgundy hoodie, the strings and top of the jacket having slight blood stains from his recent kills. His feet were clad in a pair of black vans.

"My dear, it's not a matter of WHO I am, but WHAT I am. But the name's Anti, thank you for asking."

(Y/N) gulped again, the action becoming harder to successfully accomplish due to her throat wanting to close up on her. "T-then what are you?"

The being, or Anti, grinned, showing his bloodied fangs again. He seemed giddy she asked. "Well, kitten, let me tell you~ I am a demon, but one that feeds off of humans. I need them to survive. Plus, you pathetic beings taste good." He spat out the word pathetic like the word was a sour jawbreaker in his mouth. (Y/N) tilted her head. "So like a vampire?"

Hissing, he clenched his fist and glared. "Don' compare me t' those FILTHY BASTERDS!" He roared. "It's bad enough they ruined the whole outlook of the supernatural!" Anti shook his head, calming down as if he realized who he was talking to. "Sorry, I'm just....hungry." The hunger slunk back into his voice as (Y/N) shivered, a chill crawling up her spine.

Anti grinned as he stepped towards her. "You people are mistaken if you think that I'm awake and celebrating anything that I've become...Demons aren't vampires, my dear, we're much...much more....but now, you know too much...."

His eyes still shined with lust and hunger as he grinned at (Y/N), his fangs showing as his nails sharpened into claws. "Run."