Deals With The Devil (Chris MotionlessXreader)

Introductions

After you exited through the back of the tent, you caught a glimpse of some sort of shadowy figure lurching behind you, but of course, you couldn't make out who it was.
'Something troubling you?' The tall man asked.
'No, no not at all. What's your name?'
'Chris. But I seem to be known at 'Reaper' by the rest, so take your pick.' He led you into a much smaller tent, where another man resided. He had long black hair and a strange knife looking object in his hand. He had long, black hair that hid under a grey beanie. And a dull, expressionless face.
'Knife, this is um...' Chris trailed off '...sorry, what's your name?'
'(Y/n).'
'Oh, pretty!' He smiled and finished the introduction. The man known at Knife stayed quiet.
'Well, you seem awfully quiet. What's wrong?' Chris asked.
'You remind me of Reaper, but your physical appearance is strange and sickly. Who are you?' Knife asked.
'I am Reaper. We made a deal an-'
Knife scoffed and continued to play with the sharp metal object.
'Of course you would make a deal with a woman of her standards.' He smirked and threw the knife in your direction, but Chris somehow caught it.
'Please refrain from hurting this woman. She's very special and any attempt to damage her will only end in your suffering.'
Knife, once again, scoffed and turned away, crossing his arms.
'Well, if that's the case,' he turned around once more, but was smiling 'call me Ricky!' He held out his hand, and you politely shook it.
'T-Thank you...' You smiled at his now polite attitude.
'If you need anything, come see me.'

After Chris escorted you out, you made your way to another small tent. This time, you were visiting someone named Savage. Opening the tent, you could see his room was dimly lit and there were little bunnies and kitties everywhere.
'Sav! Where are you?' Chris shouted. Silence.
'He must not be-'
'Sh!' Chris shushed you and began to listen. There was a faint purring, and before you knew it, there was a man holding you against the floor! His eyes were milky white and his cheeks were adorably chubby but he seemed rather thin. Stretchers hung from his ears, and Angel bites sat above his upper lip.
'Just get it over with.' Chris sighed and looked away.
'W-What? What's he gonna do to me?' You yelled. The man began to bark and lick your cheek, almost like a dog.
'Naw! He's kinda cute!' You smiled and pet his head.
'Yes, he does this with all newcomers.'
'Hello! My name is Joshua Balz! I'm 27, I like animals because they're pretty!' He talked about everything, from favourite foods to how many stars he's counted.
'...and this one time! I-'
'Alright, Josh. We have to go.' Chris interrupted as he dragged you out.
'But she's my friend!' He continued to complain as you were dragged out of the tent.
'Okay! So, next is Ryan. I should warn you, he's uh...he's very touchy-feely with the girls.' Chris put on this protective sort of stance as you made your way to the tent. But, you saw the dark figure again, lurking in the shadows. Following you.
'Ryan! It's Reaper.' Chris led you in the tent and you instantly became uncomfortable. His walls had things like masks sewn into them, and it smelt of incense and tears.
'Hey.' He  smiled and continued to brush his short hair. His mouth looked as though it had been sewn shut, but he spoke clearly.
'This is (Y/n). She's going to be staying with us.' Chris clutched onto your forearm and kept his other hand on the door. Before you could blink, Ryan was right next to you, and Chris was out the door.
'I see. She's a pretty one. Perfect for my collection.' He smirked and held your head up.
'U-Um...Chris?'
Chris barged back in and dragged you out.
'Well! It's best we be going now!'
Chris led you out and, once again, the shadowy figure was there. But he was right in front of you.
'C-Chris,' you stuttered 'I'm scared. Who is that?'
'G-Ghost...'
You were met with a average heightened man with a soft looking face, one like a child. His eyes looked stone cold, as if frozen to the position eternally. His body was covered in only darkness and two wooly, black gloves. His veins were poking out of his skin, and bags hung under his dead eyes.
'Who is he?' You asked, looking up at Chris who was now frozen in terror.
'I want 'er.' He spoke calmly.
'Y-You can't. S-She's special...' Chris stood in front of you protectively, but he was still cowering.
'I want to show 'er somethin'.' He spoke again.
'Only if you promise to bring her back in ten minutes.' You didn't agree with what Chris was saying, but it seems like it's that or you both get hurt, and Chris wouldn't give you up to a crazy person. Right?
The ghost man grabbed you and then everything went black.