You see a tall figure emerge from the darkness. He wore a smart black suit but his face was pure white, no facial features at all. You cower into the soft fabric of Jason's coat, wanting to be away from the creature. You knew that Jason would be angry with you but it surly would be better then your current predicament. Tears begin to fall and you feel Jason stroke your ( H/C ) hair, trying to calm you. You look up to meet his gaze, his eyes shining in the darkness.
" Don't you worry dear ( Y/N ). He feeds off fear and strong feelings. Don't let him win. Cast them aside! " You nod, trying to stop the flow of tears as Jason gently placed you down on the floor. No matter how far he placed you from the creature you still felt uneasy, something not setting right with you. The toymaker stands in front of you and pulls out an array of wind up mice from his pocket. You could sense that heavy feeling of dread from when Jason had attacked you before. You cowered away, trying not to get caught up in whatever was going to happen. A loud noise resonated around you, this time not the growling but a soft laughter. The laughter irrupted into something that could only be described as madness. The psychotic laughter of a madman. Hearing Jason like this sent a shiver up your spine, the laughter didn't suit him at all. Taking his top hat off, Jason threw it to one side. A grin on his face.
" She is my chosen one. Mine and mine alone. You can't have her, No matter what powers she may possess or who she is " The creature growled even louder and began to attack Jason. You had forgotten about the words Jason had just said. You were too concerned about saving him or at least helping. Something lands at your feet. One of the mallets you had been messing with earlier. You look up to see Candypop above you, smiling evilly.
" Give him hell ( Y/N )! " You nod and pick up the mallet, throwing it to Jason just as he ran out of explosive mice. Jason swings the mallet at the white faced creature but fails in hitting it as it had vanished into thin air. You look at Jason astonished and then back to Candypop, who you scowled at for not helping sooner.
" Should have helped out sooner huh? " You nod angrily at the brightly colored jester but your attention is quickly turned back to Jason who was stood in front of you, hands on his hips.
" I'm sorry " The response you got was not one of anger but of relief as Jason got down to your level and hugged you close, black tears streaming from his eyes.
" Your a fool my dear " You embrace the hug, still not remembering about what the toymaker had said, shock still consuming you. You join Jason, crying silently.
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The Chosen One ( Jason the Toymaker X Reader )
FanfictionYou always felt like someone was watching you. Something in the shadows. Could that old rabbit you received as a gift hold the key to the truth? Credit of creation for Jason the Toymaker belongs to the rightful owner