Mangled And Twisted Natemare x Reader (COMPLETED)

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I'm not gonna use a ton of photos because in my opinion I can't find that many Natemare drawings. I'm probably gonna have to draw if I want pictures. Anyways enjoy! I will try to update this every Thursday. Just gotta start this chapter ;)

I'm gonna add a trigger warning because their is quite a bit of violence. So don't like? Don't read.

It was late at night. I should have gone to bed but I made the mistake to stay up. Now here I am in the situation. I should've listend to my friend! I sigh when I hear footsteps.

"I brought you some food, (Y/n)~"

-Where it all started-

My friend, Ash kept texting me to go to sleep. I shrug. Hey she never sleeps. Why should I?

(A/n: this is text for a bit)

Ash: (Y/n). I am serious I am warning you now. You need to sleep. I don't care what you say. You need to sleep.

Me: I'm not tired. So bye.

Ash: GO TO SLEEP!!! I'M

I jump as my phone gets static-y and I drop it when I get message that seemed like she was trying to scare me.

Ash: my friend's coming for you as I have already got Ash.

I have no clue why she typed that.

Me: Stop kidding around.

I see a message reply saying that the number doesn't exist. Something is up but I just shrug it off and watch Nate's video with MattPat. It was Mangled. I smile. MattPat is such a good actor in this. I freeze when I see pure terror in his eyes. Th-that's not acting!!!! The screen cuts to black and I feel slender, cold arms grab me. A cloth around my mouth and nose. One around my waist. Tears fall silently and with one finger he wipes one before moving it.

"Oh you made yourself so much easier to find. I sure hope the best for your friend. Dark isn't exactly the most merciful demon ever." My eyes start to droop. The tears stop as everything goes black.

-time skip-

I find myself in a room. It's almost like that cliche single light bulb hanging from the ceiling scenario but it's not. I'm strapped to a chair but a basement. You wouldn't think this was a kidnapping considering the scene. It's covered in soundproof foam. There are guitars. Speakers. Drums. Keyboard. It's at least homey.
(Key: this is thoughts). That voice.... it was so.... familiar. But different. I shake my head.

-now we are back from the beginning-

"I brought you food, (Y/n)~" I look up see the purple markings roll down his face. My eyes widen. His eyes were glowing purple but where the whites of eyes were, they were black. It was terrifying. I glare at Natemare.

"I'm not hungry." I look away. I gasp when I feel a knife slash across my cheek and blood stream down my cheek.

"Can't you just appreciate I got you food?" He asks. It was actually sincere. It was odd. Everything about him seemed insincere. I still don't look at him.

-time skip-

I cry out as Nate starts carving an "N" in my arm. Every aspect of calmness was replaced with insanity. His smirk as I cry out in pain. His laugh. It's terrifying. Think of Joker from Suicide Squad and AntiSepticEye mixed together. It's twisted.

"I'm going make sure you can't escape me, my prisoner." Nate says. I feel him grab my neck with his hand and he digs his nails in making me cough and whimper from how tight he was gripping my neck and digging his nails in.

"You never seem to smile. I can make you smile. Using my knife." He traces around my lips with his knife. I can feel the edge of the knife run over my skin as he traces from the corner of my mouth and up like a smile. I feel tears start to fall from my eyes and some tears mix with my cut on my cheek and hiss at stinging. I feel the grip on my neck loosen a little and jump when something cold presses to my cheek.

"Your blood is so sweet. Sweeter than others I've snatched away. But don't worry. You won't have to deal with them." He looks me in the eye as the blood is licked up.

"Wh-why m-me?" I struggle to say from his grip.

"Your stubbornness. You wouldn't listen to your friend's warning. Mark and Nathan," he hisses Nate's name, "warned her. Did you forget who she is friends with?" Natemare leans close to my ear as he asks. I feel his hand release from neck and I gasp for air.

"Dark and I would listen on to Ash's conversations with you. You realize this now? How else do we know you two?" He smirks as he lifts his hand up and I feel calmer. It felt nice.

"Natemare. You need me?" I look and see Darkiplier. In his arms is a severely beat girl. I panic when I realized that it was Ash. Her brown hair was matted by blood that splattered on her face.

"A-Ash...." I manage to whisper. My throat hurt. She looks at me. Her eyes were dull from thebpain she was feeling. I will escape. I will save her.

"I bid you good luck then, (Y/n)." Dark looks at me. My eyes widen. I didn't realize he could read my mind.

"Yes. I can read minds. So don't even think about escaping. I can easy read your plans." He sets Ash down in one of the beanbag chairs and walks over to me.

"Oh Darkle Sparkle. I'm glad you came to visit." Completely ignoring the idea of escape, Natemare gives Dark a pat on the back.

"I told you not to call me that." Dark's red eyes flickered over to Ash. She looks at him and he gives a slight smile.

"C-Can I please. Walk?" I beg. Natemare walks over and sits on my lap facing me.

"I don't want my pet to run away so why would I let it walk around? It could probably run away." Natemare says as he sets his hand on my good cheek and the pulls it back and slaps me leaving a red mark across my face. I try to hold back tears. Why couldn't this be Nate? His alter ego. It's.... awful. Sadistic. Insane.

"Say what you want about Natemare, you will never leave him. Maybe if you're nice he will let you walk around." Dark says and then quickly talks with Natemare about what I was thinking. I feel the bindings starting to come undone. I glance over and see the one thing I least expected. It was AntiSepticEye. He looks up with a creepy smile and gives the shh sign and the bindings on my arms and legs became loose but I stayed in the same position so they had no clue.

"Thank you." I whisper so quietly so only Anti could hear.

"I expect something in return, (Y/n)." He says before disappearing and the last I saw was his eyes glowing as they also disappear. I noticed that Natemare and Dark were too busy discussing who knows what and I gently slide my hands of the bindings. I jump and grab Natemare's knife. I watched it slam into his back.

"(Y/n)... (Y/n).... wake up." I hear a voice. I quickly jolt up. I was still sitting in the chair but the bindings were still loosened. So... he made me fall asleep when he left.

"Where's Ash? Darkiplier?" I look at Natemare.

"They left five hours ago." He says as he cleans his knife off. I move my wrist carefully and realize that he still hasn't noticed.

Maybe I can make it.