Masky x Reader -Mixed Up Murderer

Chapter One - Hello, Masky.

You were only 16 at the time. You just got your car, and ready to face the world. You were a good girl, doing everything you had to do. As a daddy's girl, you were loved so much. Shame your mother left when you were a baby, but you were lucky to have such a loving father. The sad thing is, it was just you and him, and you still had bills to pay. With that said, he to work a lot. Sometimes to be gone for a week, considering he was a truck driver. You didn't worry though. You were in a fairly nice neighborhood, with a German Shepard as a pet named Scout, and hardly fearing things. This night, however, changed you.

You were on your iPad reading those dumb creepypasta stories. You knew they were fake, but they were also entertaining. Your favorite was Masky. You fangurled,but kept sane. You put your iPad down near your nightstand, and wiggled down under your bed sheets.

"Here Scout!" You call, in seconds he's trotting up and laying right beside your bed. You start to drift to sleep. You hear a large 'BANG!' Come from downstairs. Scout looks up, looks to you, then stands on all fours and growls. You look at the clock, reading 3:21 AM.

"Shh, Scout, it's just dad." You whisper. He was supposed to be home tomorrow, but he could have gotten done early. But, you were wrong. Scout got up and growled again, and so you got out of your comfy spot and walked to your door, your dog right by you.

"D-dad?" You stutter, a bit afraid. Then you hear footsteps. 'Oh great, I'm gonna die.' You think, feeling a bit tense. Scout runs downstairs, and with seconds you hear a scream.

"Oh my goodness!" Natural habit to go help, you run downstairs to see your dog tearing up a boy with a mask, in the dim moonlight.

"Rest, Scout! Come!" Your dog barks and then trots to you, growling at the boy. He gets up, with bite marks and scratches on him. He scratches his neck, then looks at you. You both register that he's a intruder and he was supposed to kill you.

"P-please! Don't kill me I'll do anything! Just don't harm us!" You beg. The masked figure walks closer to you, but staying a bit back so you're not as nervous. Scout still growling, you look at the dog, then back to the guy.

"Look. I won't kill you- but you are going to help me. If my boss finds out your not dead and loose, I'm dead. Understand?" The guy states.

"Yes... Sir.. Right? U-uhm.. Don't hurt my dog or my dad o-or myself.." You drag your sentence. The masked boy comes closer and rubs his fingers lightly on your arm. Your dog watches his every move, wanting to strike. Feeling his fingers, you gulp wincing.

"You seem fit. Get your dog cooled and some stuff, then your coming with me," He looks straight at you.

"Oh uhm, okay."

"Don't think about running, (Y/N)." Your eyes blink, and your jaws drop when he said your name. He shows a knife, pointing to your room.

"C'mon, fasten the pace. I rather not be caught by the police." With that you tell Scout to follow, and so he does, upstairs. You grab some dog treats and your purse, having a phone, note pad and pencil, some make up, phone charger, lady products, and a wallet inside. You grab your iPad and charger as well. You flash it on to check the time, reading 3:47AM. You see the story you were reading, until it hit you.

You met Masky.

(Here goes the first chapter! Hehe. I hope it's okay. *'~'*)