The Chosen One ( Jason the Toymaker X Reader )

Face to face

Running into your home you crash onto the sofa, your face hitting the leather seat. Tears streamed down your face as you cursed the toymaker. It wasn't fair, blamed for something someone else caused. You were now jobless and almost broke. Could your life get any worse? Standing to your feet you decide to go and make food and lots of it. You knew that stress eating wouldn't solve your problems but damn did it taste good.

Putting a cut of salmon into the frying pan you finally begin to calm down, your head no longer pounding. You could now think rationally again. Your mind wandered to thoughts of the toymaker and why he could be doing this to you. That was still unclear. Deciding your fish needed a garnish you reach for the garlic, not wanting to take your eyes off the pan. You fumble around, finding nothing. All of a sudden you stumble across something unfamiliar. It wasn't garlic...it felt like satin.

Finally looking away from the pan you see a sharp pointed smile staring back at you and green eyes piercing into yours. You widen your green orbes as you see Jason stood before you. You quickly turn off the pan and put some distance between you and the deranged man.

" What do you want?" You stutter, trying to find something to protect yourself with. The toymaker's features softened. Taking his top hat off he bowed to you.

" I didn't mean to startle you " You couldn't believe this. He was trying to apologize? Not trusting any of this you didn't let your guard down.

" Your my chosen one ( Y\N ) " You scoffed, tired of everything he was saying. However, you had to try your best not to get lost in his emerald green eyes. They looked so deep, full of emotion. You shake your head to get yourself out of it. You find Jason gone. Lowing your weapon of choice ( which by the way was an umbrella ) you see a dark shadow behind you. Jason bent down and put his head next to yours from behind you. You jump back and turn to face him to avoid any surprises. Your breathing becomes faster.

" I mean nothing to you " You manage to say between breaths. The toymaker scowls and removes his gloves to reveal that his hands up to his elbows were black and his fingernails were pointed and white. His eyes once again began to glow and he held up an array of wind up mice. The sound of a music box fills the room around you, the surroundings becoming faded.

" Nobody tells me no. Your my chosen one ( Y\N ) and it would be wise not to anger me. If you do I will be your worst nightmare " Jason proceeded to throw the mice at you which exploded at your feet, leaving trails of smoke. When the smoke cleared both of you had entered some sort of workshop, filled with in progress toys.

" Welcome to my world. I hope me and my toys are enough company " Your head begins to spin and soon you begin to fall to the ground. As you black out you saw a pair of black boots at your side, your only sight before the world turns black.