A Killer Life( Creepypasta x Reader)

Shoot to Kill

Y/N's Pov
As soon as I woke up, I felt my body ache. All the training this week has pushed my body to the limit. Today was the last day though. Thank God. I drug myself out of bed and changed into (outfit of choice). Quickly walking to the dining hall, I found Zalgo already there.
"Morning." I greeted.
He nodded in return, " You have your first mission today."
I quirked an eyebrow.
" It's a group of bikers that personally irked me. I will be there to oversee your kill, however I won't help. Understood?"
"Yes sir." I replied. I wondered what they did to bother him, but figured it was better not to ask.
We finished breakfast and I headed to my room where I grabbed a (fav weapon) just in case. Then I headed back to the Throne room. I guessed Zalgo would be there and I was right.
"I'm sorry, but could you tell me when the mission will be?" I questioned.
" Oh yeah. It will be tonight. I will have someone come fetch you from your room."
"Okay." I left and headed back to my room, deciding to relax before tonight.

~Time skip to night~
A knock resounded throughout my room and I jumped up excited. If I completed this mission, I could finally see my family again. I followed the butler through the many halls until we halted outside a door. Zalgo came out.
"Ready?" He asked.
I gave a determined nod. He grabbed my arm and blackness coated my vision. Then we stood outside a bar.
"They are in there. They will be wearing a jackets with a red pentagram on it." He explained.
"Will there not be other innocents too?"
"Yes, but no one can be left alive. There cannot be witnesses."
"Alright, I'm ready." I walked out of the woods near the bar and entered.
A few guys whistled, yet I had better things to worry about. Sitting down at the bar, a bartender came up to me.
"And what would you like?" He smiled.
I smirked and answered, "(fav drink)."
As he got my drink ready, I scouted out the bar. I saw the bikers in a corner; there was about 7 of them and another 10 innocents.
"Here ya go." The bartender handed me my drink.
I took a big gulp and prance of to the group of bikers.
"Hello gentlemen." I sang.
They turned their attention toward me.
"Hey good-looking." One called.
I just smiled and then (however you want to kill) the one closest to me. Immediately the others were on their feet brandishing knifes. I sighed and went for the kill. ( I'll leave this to your imagination.) Soon the bar looked like a scene out of a horror movie. Zalgo stepped in as I grabbed my drink.
"Well done." He said glancing around.
"Thanks." I downed the rest of my drink.
" I think it's time for you to go back to the creepypastas."
My eyes widened in excitement. Finally! It hadn't been that long since I had last seen them, but it felt like an eternity. Zalgo grabbed my arm again and we teleported. I stood in front of the mansion that I had missed so dearly. My feet moved on their own as I walked up to the door. I knocked and heard footsteps inside. The door swung open revealing Jeff.
"(Y/n)?" He whispered eyes widening in disbelief.

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