Knives and Scars: The Last Kill (Creepypasta X Killer!reader)

~12~ A Change of Path

(Jeff's PoV)

Someone just ran by me...or maybe she's still right beside me. She was going the same direction as I was...

She can't be out for (Y/n)!

"There's no way." I muttered, trying to chase after that woman...but with the pain I feel I couldn't take (Y/n) off my mind. All I thought about was her...and that I'd save her than go chase a stranger.

(Y/n's PoV)

Limping, I try to get as far away as I could. C'mon (Y/n)! Get away from the forest!

I could hear my heartbeating and my footsteps in chorus. Sometimes, I even thought someone was behind me just by hearing my own steps fade.

The ground was damp and the drizzle made it worse by making it slippery. I tumbled about every minute but I was able to stand back up.

It didn't take me long to find myself out of the forest. Like it was somewhat familiar to me. I don't know how nor why but it was useful to me. So I kept running. I'm human and I don't belong with killers. I don't belong with the pastas.

I began to remember those daydreams about the creepypastas. How much I wanted them to come up my doorstep and just greet me. If only you could compare me with the younger me.

Things are very different.

"Hello?" I hear a call from inside the forest. Not willing to answer, I fled from the forest. Until my foot was caught on a root, surfacing from the earth. Surely, the person calling would've heard my fall. I tried to stand back up but fell instead. My ankle hurt and so do the gashes on my body.

"Oh. A survivor?" A man's voice seemed so close to me. I keep my head down, trying to regain the energy I needed to at least run.

"Hey." He calls again and I hear his footsteps creeping closer. He crouches behind me, putting his hand on my shoulder blade. "May I see your face?" He asks and I shiver but he pulls me to turn anyway. Once we stared at each other, face-to-face, he hesitated just at the sight of my face.

"Y-You're..." He stammered.

Or maybe he hesitated at the sight of my mask.

"A pasta!" He reaches out for something from his belt. Next thing I knew, a gun was staring right at me. It seemed like death itself was glaring at my life.

I was calm until I heard the gun click. He attempts to press the trigger but somehow he doesn't. "P-Please. I just want to go home." I plead for him not to kill me. His eyes soften and his arm glides down.

Suddenly, a woman ends up getting in between us. "(Y/n)!" She shouts with two knives in her hands. She had the same mask as me but it had different colors. Insanity...?

The man brings his gun back up as his eyes turn hard and cold. "Don't move." He says.

"Pft. A hunter like you doesn't scare me and you won't get her!" She swings her knives at his arm, planting lines of red on his wrist.

I back up from both of them, just wanting to leave. I lean against the trunk of a tree and groan in pain. My leg hurts, it hurts so much that I lost the motivation to try to stand.

"So, is she a pasta or a survivor?" He asks, shooting at Insanity. "A pasta and, for one thing, she ISN'T YOURS!" Both the gun and the blades clang together from their clash. The bullets buzz across the air and Insanity dodged them all. I wanted to shout something that was in my chest eversince I woke up in the manor and I did eventually.

"I'm not a pasta!" I shout and Insanity looks back to me, turning her attention away from her duel.

The man grins and shoots Insanity at her back. Filthy move...but I was satisfied by it.

Insanity falls to her knees. "You heard her. She isn't one of you. So it won't bother you if I take her, right?" He kicks her towards me, making her lie down on the ground. I could see from the look on her face that she was too tired. She dropped both of her knives and groaned. "(Y/n)...please. Don't side with them..." She whispers.

The man grabs her hair and pulls her up. "That isn't your choice to make." He whispers, dragging her to a cliff. The canopies of trees stood there, waving as they yearned for the rain...and then...He threw her off the cliff. All I could hear was the rustling of leaves and breaking of branches.

I didn't know if she was alive or not but I had felt like this man gave me the revenge I sought for many years, Right. In. Front. Of. My. Eyes.

I hear the man's footsteps click nearer to me.

"Now..." He crouches in front of me, showing his crooked half-smile, grinning at me.

"Shall we go?" He asks, his eyes suddenly turning softer.

Timeskip

(Jeff's PoV)

I kept running until I tripped on something. Once I stood back up, I saw two knives on the ground. I picked one up and saw the name 'Emy' engraved on it.

"Emy!" I called out. I began to realize that the hunters' base was near. What if...something happened?

The pain I felt before began to disappear. What was happening?

I head towards the crooked, old base of those hunters. Hiding behind a tree, I see two figures. One, a man from the hunters, and two, a girl so familiar. I only realized it was (Y/n) when she turned around. My heart broke.

Drowning in all the theories I had made in my mind, I felt rage. I gripped my knife and attempted to run at the man...and someone stopped me from it. "Jeffery. Don't...she made her choice. Let the consenquences follow her." I hear Crysra's voice.

As much as it pains me, I took her advice and turned around to see Crysra crossing her arms at me. "You might want to help Emy." She pointed at the edge of a cliff.

Creeping up the cliff, I look down to see a girl lying down, with her limbs looking mangled. Her hair was in tangles and her eyes blank. "Emy!" I shout to jump off the cliff and land safetly. Putting my knife back in the spacing between my belt and pants, I try to wake her up. "Crysra! Call Slendy and Rai!" I shout.

"Already ahead of you." Crysra snickers as she appears beside me. "Jeffery!" Slendy calls. "What happened- Oh my god. Emy!" Rai said as she searches for a pulse. "Do not worry. She is alive." Crysra informs.

"I cannot help her. I have used all my spells...but we can bring her home and I can get herbs!" Rai said, looking to Slendy.

"Have some company at least." Slendy said as he looked to Crysra and Jeff. "EJ and BEN will help me try to stitch her wounds together." Slendy puts a hand on Emy's head. "Be safe."

And in a snap, they disappeared.

Meanwhile

(Calys' PoV)

Zalgo told us not to attack but the mere fact that they are here made it sickening to follows orders. Eversince Prism got Violent Lullaby, Zalgo started to lure some pastas here. Zalgo needed them. I don't know why...
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A/N

OKAY JEEZ I AN OVER WITH THIS VACATION! Welp I'm planning to keep updating and this time I hope I can freaking finish my sched -.-

I hope you enjoyed! Till next time...

Goodbye and Peace Out! *Snap*

~Ysa