Authors note: just saying most of this will be your pov so yeah.
(Y/n)'s pov
Speculations rose as you walked down the cold streets. The freezing air stinging your face as you walked. Everyone knew you in town. You moved here a couple months before. people turned and stared at you as you walked. Everyone knew about you stepfather killing your mom and leaving you to rot. When you were little he sent you to boot camp. He was in the army. You stayed home alot. When he would come home he would sit and have a few beers. He would go up north every few months and set you there to train you and see how you were doing. Your sixteenth birthday was coming up. Something he had been training you for. He wanted you to be a highly skilled and trained person who could defend herself. The last year he went up there he killed mom when we came back. Everyone knew but had no evadence. He said he didn't want me to be week. He was strong. A scar down his face. He worked at something called the S.C.P foundation. I saw papers once. When he saw me looking he specifcally told me. "There are monsters in this world (Y/n) and I don't mean just rapist And pedofiles. I mean real monsters and I want you." he pointed at me. "To be ready." he said the shuffled his papers. He was very strict. Army rules. And I had a good set of manners.
////Flashback////
"(Y/n) go up to you room." I did as told. Mother was always sweet to me. She would always telle to go up to my room when they were gonns fight.
Today I went up to my room and unpacked my single bag. I was always told to behave. I always did. I got good grades. People stayed away from me.
Germey. My step dad had cut my senses off when I was a kid. So ever since I had hightened senses. When ever I had my period I would cut my senses off. The stress would make it go away. Germey told me noone wpuld ever wanna be my friend and I should get used to the silance. When I was a kid it didn't bother me. Every now and then he reminds me. I already know.
I heard a scream and stalked down the stairs enough to see blood on the kitchen wall. Germey holding a frying pan. I went to my room. I didn't cry though. Germey tought me to never cry when I was little. He tought me with a wire studed belt.
I heard his footsteps enter my room. I stood in the middle of my room waiting for orders. "(Y/n) what is a common house hold item you can use to desinagrate flesh with!" he screamed in my ear" Drain cleaner sir!" I said sternly back enough so that he could hear me clearly. "And what kinda pot do you use!"he screamed. "A steel one sir!" I shouted back at him. He nodded and walked away.
/// FLASH BACK OVER////
So here I am aproching the store. I went in and grabbed some canned food,matches,tarp,and a knife from the counter. I placed them on the counter and he looked up at me. He was a young boy. Maybe a year younger. He had nice big brown eyes and auburn hair. He looked at me. I wore my waist coat and jeans. Never wanting to draw attention to me. He slid them under the counter and I paid.
I turned a corner and felt someone stareing at me. I pretendded not to notice and gripped my knife. From my senses. He was on the roof jumping from house to house. By the way the wind is blowing and the way he is silent. Probably a male. Decent size.(No ladys not like that) I didn't stip walking when I heard him jump down. He knew I knew he was there. I turned to face him. Sure enough there was a man in a blue mask. Good size a little bit taller then me. But...
He had a sweatshirt on. It was covered in blood. I noticed his hand had now left his pocket holding a scalpel. I sighed and stared him up and down. He had grey skin. He looked so odd. When I looked at the eyes of the mask there was no eyes. Just black socket with ooze. I remembered pictures i Germeys office. They were odd looking creatures. This one didn't scare me.
He lunged at me and I turned. Him landing in a snowbank and me continuing to walk. He turned me around and tried to punch me. I grabbed his fist with one hand and stabbed him with the other. He grabbed his stomach and crouched to the ground. I ran back home. I slammed the door. Father was gonna be gone for a few days then it was time to go up north.
I packed my stuff. I was only aloud my clothes that I wore. A gun. matches. A tarp. canned food. and a knife. oh and some rope. that's it. I was gonna be up there for a week.
I heard the front door open and froze. Father Wasn't supposed to be home until Friday it was Wednesday. I grabbed my pistol off the nightstand and stealthily walked down the hallway. Careful not to show my shadows. I head the fridge open and someone whisper. There were two males.
"L.J. close the damn fridge." I heard someone hiss from the kitchen. Then I heard the fridge door shut as the proceeded to walk into my living room. I hid in the shadows of the bathroom. Careful not to make any nose or sudden movements. I swiftly poured my gun examining the two men.
" hey look at this." The man in the blue mask said pointing to the army metals on the walls.
I recognized the man from earlier. He was covered in blood with the same gray skin and empty eyes.
I aimed my gun but knew it was to dangerous. If they were anything like the creatures dad had they couldn't die that easy.
////FLASHBACK/////
" (y/n) there are many dangers in this world." My stepfather said as we walked down the corridor. I nodded. As we came across a rooms. There were glass so I could see inside. Creatures of the unknown. The scp foundation. It was scary. Some stared at me with empty eyes. Some cried, angered, some didn't have any eyes at all.
We came across a room with a touch I.D. pad. He put his hand on it and it opened. He nodded as some men sat at a window. The window showed a room. And a chair. In the chair sar a man. He had long fingernails. His eyes cold and empty. He seemed lustful and strange. He had on a white coat. He was strapped to a chair. He was covered in scales. He had a tail. Like and alligator. His eyes that of a reptillion.
"I want you to watch and understand he is not like us." I nodded and faced the man. He seemed to stare right at me. He spoke.
" I see potential in her." The creature said. "You can't train her to be sane. She has a gift." With that I watched as it's body shook. Electricity running threw It's veins. It didn't scream but laugh.
" see child he is not like us. He must be punished for his self destruction."
///FLASHBACK OVER////
I watched as the tall monochrome clown picked up my remote and turned on the tv. The news reporter started to speak.
" today there was a murder of the James Allen family of five....." was all I heard till the clown started laughing and shut off the tv.
" You know E.J. if we didn't have to kill James we could have raped the mom." The masked figure shorted in what sounded like disgust.
" I don't rape." He said with a cold voice. I shivered at his voice. It sent chills down my spine. There was a knock and the door and the monochrome clown answered it. Creatures came pulsing in and I gripped my ring. A ring my mother gave me. It was a buitiful pirate ring. Old and purple. (As shown at the top. Yes my mother actually gave me the ring)
There were five new people. One with a willy cut smile no eye lids. A link look a like with ink dropping from its sockets. A boy with orange goggles and hatchets. A man with a women's a mask. The other with a black mask with a red crown face. Yup that's right I was in a room full of monsters. I snuck back up the hallway to my room and grabbed my stuff.
I jumped out my window and ran. Then I ended up at the park. I hit my watch button and called dad.
"Seriously (y/n) what if I was at a meeting"
I turned my head down. "There were creatures in the house." He stopped.
" I will be home soon goodbye."
I walked back to the house and watched them through the window. It started snowing heavily. I sat in the snow wondering why they were in MY house. Dad's van pulled up and they vanished into thin air. Damn.
It was finally Monday. Dad dropped me off up north.
YOU ARE READING
Deathly love (E.J. x reader)
Fanfiction(Y/n) is a girl with passion. When she falls in love with a monster from her dreams. She can't decide if he's good or bad. He tears her apart but she can't live without him.