Ohm's POV (SURPRISE!)
"Someday I'll find you with open arms."
I could hear (Y/N)'s voice ring through my head, that voice I've gone nights and days with. Ever since I met (Y/N), nothing's the same anymore. I kill the innocent who come in here with no remorse. They come in, they hang on the hooks, they die. Not one night or day do I ever get rest. There is basically no day in this junkyard, just cold, dark nights on ends. What a sad fate I was born into.. To top it off, I dragged one of my closest friends I've made into this lonely life. Now Jonathan's gone mad with killing, his blood lust grows every day.. or should I say Delirious? I don't even think he remembers Evan...
"Hey." Delirious called breaking me out of my thoughts.
I looked at him confused "Aren't you suppose to be at the Suffocation Pit?"
He swung his bloody cleaver around with joy. "That Trapper dude was wondering if you've seen this other killer around."
"You're gonna have to be more specific, there's tons of us out there."
"Unlike the rest of us, he looks like a human.." Delirious said. "Nothing special. He wields a kitchen knife, green hoodie, the normal stuff. His mask isn't anything scary either, just a blank face."
I stayed in my place confused, I've never heard of him before. Maybe he was here while I was away? "Umm.. no sorry man. Never even seen him before, have you?"
"Nope!" He said popping the 'p' noise.
"I have." The Trapper entered the conversation. "He took your place while you were gone. He was truly a psychotic man, he made the entity plentiful with souls." He continued walking down the stairs of the basement. "Well you both were my last hope in finding him, no one has seen him. Which is very odd, no one leaves their places without grant from the entity."
Delirious and I looked at each other confused. "Is he that dangerous?"
"He looks like a normal human under that emotionless mask of his." He started. "He was a bad seed, no issue inflicting pain on the people or animals he encountered. He's a demon, in a normal boy's body." Those last words sent me déjà vu vibes as he said them, reminding me about how I was in that other life "If he is out there in the normal world, who knows who what he is doing, who he is preying on." He then turned on his heels and started walking back upstairs. "Watch your backs, he might even be after one of us."
"Wait!" I yelled at him to stop. "What was his name?"
"The humans know him as Cry. Here, he was named Cryaotic." And with that, he left the basement.
"Delirious," I started. "I'm not allowed to leave again, but you can! You have to go out there and warn (Y/N)! I don't want her to get hurt!"
He looked at me confused. "(Y/N)..?" Oh my god.
"(Y/N)! Your best friend!" He looked at me even more confused. "God you're useless now! Fine I'll do it myself!" As I was about to storm out the basement, Delirious's hands pulled me back.
"I don't know who '(Y/N)' is.. but I'll come with you." Delirious's nodded his head and so we were out.
(Y/N)'s POV
I walked out of the hospital with Cry. The doctors gave me back my belongings, one thing stood out to me was this shiny locket I apparently owned. Inside was a picture of an old couple and another girl who looked similar to me. On the other side was a picture with me and someone I can't even recognize, his face was blurred out. But the way that picture made me feel.. it made me feel sad, lonely, like I'm suppose to know who that person is. "(Y/N)?" Cry called out. "Do you really not remember who I am?" He questioned. Could he be the guy in the picture?
I shook my head. "No.. I'm sorry." We turned into this house and he unlocks the door.
"Oh.. yea I got the keys to your house ahehe.." He chuckled and held the door open for me to walk in.
How is this my house if I can't even remember it? I was done looking around the living room, so I walked upstairs. The last door on the right called out to me the most. When I opened it, I felt overwhelmed with.. something. I wasn't happy nor sad, I felt empty. "Cute room ya got here." Cry said jumping on the (F/C) bed. I followed him onto the bed with a faint smile. "Your parents aren't home?"
The smile I tried faking immediately vanished. "I.. I don't know. I don't remember who my parents are." I looked down at the locket and stared at the old couple inside, I felt like that's who they were. It saddened me thought that I can't feel a family connection towards them.
"Is that them?" Cry asked as I nodded sadly in reply. I felt tears starting to prick at my eyes. "I-I I'm sorry..! You don't need to continue.." He ran his hands through my (H/L) (H/C) hair.
"I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to-"
"It's ok." He said and removed my hands covering my face, wiping the tears away. I started smiling again from such comfort.
Something about his words, the way he ran his hands through my (H/C) hair. It's like I knew him for a long time. His words filled up the emptiness I felt.
"(Y/N)?" Cry looked at me strange again. "You ok? You blanked out on me again." He chuckled. I could feel my face heat up, his laugh was enough to make me smile, like he's done it before.
I cleared my throat after the laughter died down. "What about you? Do you have parents?"
Cry's smile vanished as I asked that. "No.. I lived with my boyfriend. He's a doctor, doctor Kjelberg. He.. takes care of me. But I didn't like that."
I was worried. "So where do you li-.." I stopped myself as a great idea popped in my head. "Do you wanna live here?" His eyes lit up as I asked.
"I'd love to." He said in a husky tone, sending chills down my back. I don't know what it is about this whole scene right now, it's like, I've had this conversation with him already. But why can't I remember who he is?!
Cry's POV
Now that her parents and sister are back with the entity where they belong, I can finally bring her to it myself, oh Ohmwrecker, how pitiful that such a great killer went soft over this pathetic mortal. She's beautiful, her (E/C) eyes that had their own spark, her (H/L) (H/C) hair that was framed her delicate face perfectly, she'll be one of my best sacrifices yet. I'll show who those amateur killers back at that hell hole who they should be worshipping instead.
"Cry?" (Y/N) said. "Can you sleep with me tonight? I don't like being alone.." She showed her cuts on her arms that I saw examined back at the hospital.
I took her cut up arm and kissed it as I looked into her (E/C) eyes. "Sure thing."
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Déjà vu much? Naaaaah don't know what you're talking about. Making a bit more sense why Mad!Cry is here? No? Meh, I tried. Anyways, peace out everybody! Goodbye!~
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