A Pretty Red Color. ( A Jimmy Casket X Reader Fanfiction)

Chapter 22: The Finally {End}

(Y/n) fell to her knees and covered her face, crying. A little disoriented from the switch, I fell to my knees in front of her. I held her chin up.

"Hey," I said softly. She uncovered her face and looked at me. "We aren't out of trouble yet. Ghost didn't give himself up to have you despair. Let's not let his sacrifice be in vain." She nodded, and we both got on our feet. I felt something in my pocket, and when I checked for what it was, Ghost had left me a little present. I pulled out a brand new, shiny knife. It was hand crafted, and made of silver to be effective against anything paranormal.

"Heh, I guess this was his plan all along," I said while intently staring at the blade.

"There you are!" Gregory said as he came around the corner. He was drenched in blood, and looked a lot crazier than I was. (Y/n), full of rage, was ready to attack Gregory, but I held her back.

"Don't rush in. You're only going to make this easy for him by doing that," I whispered to her. She slowly nodded while grinding her teeth and balling her hands into tight fists. I was angry too, but I knew I needed to keep a leveled head to beat Gregory.

"What's this?" He purred as he crept closer. "Ghost isn't around anymore? How interesting. He wouldn't quit before, but now he has. Maybe you should've gone with him? I hear Hell is nice all year round," He laughed. That was the very last straw for (Y/n).

"Why don't you go see it for yourself!?" She screamed as she charged at him. I sighed and then jumped up to a fire escape on the side and launched myself off the edge of the rusty rail. I tackled him to the ground as Gregory dodged (Y/n)'s attack. Since Gregory hadn't fully dodged (Y/n)'s attack, her knife managed to leave a deep cut his arm. He hissed in pain.

"You always were a show off!" Gregory spat as he threw me off of him. (Y/n), looking as insane as Gregory probably was, stabbed him in the leg. He let out and angered yell before slicing at (Y/n). She jumped back, holding her chest where Gregory had cut her, laughing maniacally. I managed to sneak up behind Gregory, and put him in a choke hold. He struggled, but I didn't budge. (Y/n) slowly walked up to us, giggling while I strangled Gregory.

"I hope you enjoy that weather you mentioned!" She laughed as she drove her knife into Gregory's chest with glee. His body went limp as she pulled it out. I dropped his body and watched as a pretty shade of red flowed out of his chest, and formed a small pool of blood around him.

"I hope you were watching, Ghost," (Y/n) whispered, "We got him." I put my hand on her shoulder to comfort her. She responded by grabbing my arm, pulling me close, and kissing me. I was shocked at first, but melted into it and held her while she held me. We separated from the kiss, still embracing each other, and her beautiful (e/c) eyes were staring into mine for what felt like forever.

"Hey! Ghost! Where are you?" An obnoxious voice called. I ignored him and continued to hold (Y/n). She put her head on my chest and sighed.

"He's not going to leave us alone, is he?" She asked. I kissed her blood covered forehead and chuckled.

"No, probably not," I said.

"Gho- Oh... Am I interrupting something?" Spooker asked as he came around the corner and saw (Y/n) and I together. We separated and I sighed.

"Listen, Spooks, I hate to say this, but Ghost is gone." I said. Spooker laughed.

"You're right in front of me! You're not dead!" He continued laughing.

"I'm not Ghost," I said ominously. He nervously chuckled before clearing his throat and speaking again.

"I um, just wanted to tell you the officers you brought along are okay, including Officer Doodle!" He said. My eyes widened in shock.

"What!?" (Y/n) exclaimed, "Her jugular was severed! She was probably dead before she hit the ground! And God knows what Gregory did to the others."

"I agree with (Y/n). There's no way you could bring someone back from something like that," I said.

"No, really, they're completely fine!" Spooker exclaimed, "Come with me, and I'll show you!" Hesitantly, we followed Spooker back out to the main square. My jaw dropped when I saw that the officers, including Doodle, were indeed okay.

"What...? Who...? Where? How!? WHY!?" Was all I could manage to get out.

"I used a medkit," Spooker replied. I stared at him in stunned silence. (Y/n) broke the silence.

"WHAT KIND OF MAGIC #@!&$%* MEDKIT DID YOU USE!?" She screamed, startling everyone.

"The one my kitty gave me! Look!" Spooker opened his bag and showed us the level 52 demon-cat-thing Spooker picked up from Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria three years ago. It hissed when it saw me and dove back into the bag.

"Aww! Kitty! Don't be shy!" Spooker exclaimed. He continued to talk with the cat while I walked with (Y/n). I didn't want to engage that thing Spooker keeps any time soon.

"What do we do now?" (Y/n) asked as we held hands, walking away from the damaged city in the near distance.

"Whatever we feel like doing," I replied with a smirk. She mischievously smiled back. We continued walking, leaving our past in Little Butts behind.