Knives and Scars: The Last Kill (Creepypasta X Killer!reader)

~24~ Without Faith, Without Trust

(Kurt's PoV)

We managed to sneak out the mansion without anyone seeing us. I had the tangey taste of guilt in my mouth and I could not get it out. The sun was going to set in a couple of hours and we aim to come back before it does - if that is even possible.

Aloise revved her chariot up and it made only one reply - the nasty sounds of gears and metal clanging together - scaring me a bit while Aloise appraised herself. "Now...off to find that damn plant." Aloise grasped a lever by the side of the windshield and pulled it to its extent and then the headlights went on.

Aloise's chariot was no different from a car but it had some features. From the outside, it looked like a carriage that could drive itself with its spider-like legs and lamp-like lights. The metal surface made it look old when actually that's just a little thing Aloise added to surprise people. Imagine one of those pumpkins in Cinderella that grew into a carriage only it's less...fantasy-like and more metallic.

"Hey." Aloise called, pulling a lever and grabbing a seat on an arm chair in front of the control panel. "Tell me more about her."

I scoffed. "What?" I couldn't believe what she just said, I thought she hated (Y/n). "She still does." Maestro's voice appeared in my head and in no moment as did he in the Chariot. I shuddered, holding my head. "Stop that!" I whined like a child.

"Why do you suddenly want to know more about her?"

Aloise shrugged, crossing her legs and leaning back. "Future reference." I rolled my eyes, knowing she wanted to know what made her weak. "She's intriguing. We both know she doesn't remember much about herself and I personally wouldn't want her to remember." Now that I heard it myself, it sounded cruel, I said to myself.

"Why?"

"She'll most likely be a different person." I stated. "You wouldn't like it if Maldwell was harder to manipulate, would you?" I grinned at the blank faced Aloise. "It would be a hassle if he wasn't that gullible."

A question lingered in my mind and even though I knew the answer to it, I wanted to see if anything changed. "So, you really don't love him?" Aloise looked down and seemed to hesitate, which she didn't do before - something did change. Aloise may not admit it but she felt something different like how I used to think about (Y/n) as prey but then suddenly realized she was more than that. Best case scenario, she's in love.

"When are we going after your beloved?" Maestro's voice echoed as his body formed beside her. Aloise shrugged. "When the time is right." Cupid slowly shows up behind me and grinned at Aloise.

"You better not go soft, Revenent. I like your manipulative and cocky side." She complimented, her wings starting to lose more and more feathers. Maestro shot her a worried look but didn't say anything. "I won't, Cupid. He's just prey to me." Aloise stated as she went back to facing the control panel, making sure we were going on the right track.

Cupid doesn't talk to me.

It didn't take long for Aloise to halt the Chariot and jump out the door. I follow her lead and touch the damp ground with my boots. It nearly made me slip. Only then did I realize, it was drizzling. I take caution to not lose my balance in the mud.

Aloise leads the way through the bushes and trees. Eventually, we pass by the back of the Creepypasta Manor, creeping too close to the building. "Aloise!" I called out, trying to warn her how close we were. "I am aware, now, shut up." Aloise spat back.

We both creep towards a cliff, a familiar one, and we drop down using one of Aloise's machines. It was the same cliff I found (Y/n) and that pasta, Emy. We land safetly and spot a bush of red and black flowers that looked more like leaves.