The Chosen One ( Jason the Toymaker X Reader )

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Jason throws you to the floor, blood dripping from your arm to the cracked wood underneath you. You shiver and shake, fear taking over every other emotion. The toymaker stands above you, his shadow covering you and his glowing eyes flashing in said darkness.

" ( Y\N ) you really don't remember? " You shake your head, afraid of what Jason might do. You quickly find out as you are grabbed by the collar and pulled to a large plush toy. You sink into it, trying to get away from the toymaker's wrath.

" I created you. Gave you life and infused your bodily material with the purest blood. That blood caused a reaction and called a friendly but powerful  spirit into my favorite doll " You smile slightly, feeling somewhat happy. Knowing that you were Jason's favorite caused some of your love for him to return. Noticing this Jason's smirk widens.

" You gained self consciousness and tried to leave. I decided to let you go, for a time. I knew you would return someday, hence the bunny I gave you as a gift. Your powers came from the blood and I locked them away " You shy away, knowing that even Jason couldn't lie about something like this, after all you had proof. The memory was real enough. You watch as Jason crouches in front of you and takes your hand in his.

" Just as soft as I remember making them " You blush slightly and Jason wraps your shoulder up in his coat, stopping the blood flow.

" Thank you " You try to stand but your legs feel like lead. You look around confused.

" Your powers are awakening " You begin to panic, your heart beating faster and faster. The toymaker takes you in his arms.

" You belong to me " You hear only those words as the world around you turns into eternal darkness. When you awake you find yourself back in your apartment. Was it all a dream? Did you escape? You stand to your feet and open the door to the hallway, knowing you needed to go food shopping. Opening the door revealed Jason's workshop. You sigh, knowing it was too good to be true. You lay your eyes on a nearby mirror, seeing wings behind you. Turning, you notice the wings were attached to you. The black and white feathers swaying freely. Was this the power Jason spoke of?