Yandere Kankri x Reader.

Ch 12

I woke with a start, my eyes flinging open as if they were furrocious kittens pouncing on a ball of yarn. Something didn't seem right, why would I wake in the middle of the day without a good pawsible reason furr it?

I had this overwhelming sense to flee furr my life. My bloodpumper attempting to pounce out of my chest, why am I freaking out so badly?

I sat up in my recuperacoon, peering around my surroundings, purrhaps there is an intruder? I shall slay them with my deadly claws!

I crawled out from were I once slept. Everything was still except furr the soft pitter patter of slime dripping from my shaking form. I stood there for a moment as my tired mind took it's time to awaken fully.

I left my respiteblock, entering into the hallway. Why does the air feel so heavy all of a sudden?

A cold hand yanked me back harshly. Everything seemed to slow when I fell. A flash of red and grey, a menacing grin bearing into my soul flashed by my widening eyes.

I layed on the hard ground, my elbows holding me up, his dark grin chilling my bones. I sat stunned with sudden fear.

He kneeled on top of me and he began to yell. As if that would help me hear him.

Though I couldn't, I could still read his lips.

"Were are they?!" He seemed to yell viciously.

You were confused.

"WHO?" You spoke with a loud voice unheard to your ears.

He seemed to become much more hostile with your answer. He began to strangle you with trembling hands.

"I can't breath!" You thought panicking.

You pawed at his face trying to shove him away. His grip only grew tighter.

So you began to thrash, kicking and clawing at his scrawny from. Your claws leaving deep cuts on his face and chest.

Eventually you were able to get him off of you, you pounced up, without a second glance you ran into your kitchen.

He scurried after you once he gained his composer.

You went to grab a knife, however only seconds away from your fingertips Kankri slammed into you causing you to stumble and hit your head on the counter. You fell on the ground with a thud.

Your head was blaring, dots covered your vision. All of a sudden you felt him yank you up by your hair causing you to yelp loudly.

He shoved your head into a drawer with a bang. You tried to escape his grasp but to no avail, it just made his fingers become even more entangled in your hair.

He began to smash the drawer over and over as you cried out in pain. He didn't stop, not even when you became silent. He kept letting his anger control him, he kept smashing your head filling the drawer with olive liquid.

He only stopped when your head caved in on itself.

Kankri let go, the cat girls body fell limp on the floor. He huffed tiredly sliding down the counter beside a puddle of her blood.

He stared at his hands blankly, they were covered in it, olive green.

Kankri reached into his pocked pulling out the group photo. Dipping his finger in the pool of blood he crossed out Meulins face. He shoved the photo back into his pocket and stood up walking to the bathroom.

He stared at himself unblinking in the mirror.

Gog was he a mess.

His face and chest were cover in a bright red hue, claw marks were scattered across his skin and sweater.

He pulled off his sweater, turning it so as to look at the damage, he has been able to repair it in the past, but now it was in tatters, not to mention that is was also soaked with red and olive blood, although his blood color did blend with the sweater, he still felt that this time it wasn't worth fixing.

He threw it on the floor without a thought.

Searching the place for a first aid Kankri was able to clean himself up and dress the wounds.

None of them were all to bad, except for one. A deep cut sat on his bottom lip. Much to Kankris dismay, it would need stitches.

After that was dealt with Kankri now needed something to cover the upper half of his body. So he scrounged around Meulins hive. She had to have something lying around.

He ripped open the hallways closet, inside were various cosplay outfits, but one piece of clothing caught his eye.

"This will d9." He thought snatching it.

Seven out of twenty five were still alive.

"6ut s99n there will 9nly 6e tw9." Kankri whispered as he left the now mourning hive.

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Sorry furr such a short chapter I've been quit busy lately >.< I've been helping my sister get ready to move, and help her unpack in her new home x-x moving sucks not gonna lie. Purrhaps this weekend I will attempt to update again with a much longer chapter, if i'm able to that is! And maybe then i'll be better at puns?