Dead By Daylight {One-shots}

K-I-S-S-I-N-G ~Dwight Farfield x Jake Park~

Dwight

I woke up inside the Macmillan estate, all alone like usual.
I look around and bite my fingernails, and old habbit I never lost.

Do I need to survive all on my own in the Trappers layer?

I start walking around, the nerves getting to me as I hear a pounding heartbeat comming closer, so I quickly hide.
The Trapper walks past me, but instantly turns around and walks into a different direction, like he heard something.

I pray that my teammates are safe and walks into the other direction the Trapper went, and found a chest, which I inmediatly searched and found a common toolbox inside.

So I guess my teammate wasn't Ace.

I walked some more and heard the first generator come to life. I complimented my teammates in my head when all of a suddon...

"AAAAARRRGGGHH!"

A snap, and white hot pain emearched from my ankle as a beartrap claps it's jaws shut. I feel the teeth of the trap digging in my flesh as I try to wrick the trap open.

An approaching heartbeat has me panicking even more and my fingers shake, not getting out of the trap in time as the Trapper snatches me out the bear trap and hoisted me onto his shoulders.

He growls as I try to wiggle free of his grip, not wanting to be pierced by that unsanitairy piece of metal that brings me closer to being sacrefiesed, and a punishment from the Entity.

When I hear the second generator being done I look over my shoulder to see him walking towards the Factory I feel the blood rushing from my face and franticly try to wiggle more.
Screaming for help wasn't something I wanted to do, I would rather have my teammates safe and sound then risking them to safe me.

Luckly I feel his grip loosening, but it's just my luck cause he hangs me on a hook inside the Factory, not in the basement.
I cry out in pain again, clutching my shoulders before letting myself hang still on the hook.

Jake

After getting the second generator done with Meg and Claudette I take off to be alone.

It's safer to be alone, there is less chance to get spotted.

I know the Trapper has someone on their shoulder, but I've sabotaged a fair amount of hooks so I hope he doesn't find one-

Before I finish my thoughts the red aura of someone being hung on a hook comes into view, along with an earpiercing scream that I know all to well.

Poor Dwi.

I'm kind of glad that the first four is in this Trial, it brings back memories from when it was just the four of us, the only people I actually opened up too in the time being here.
By the time more and more survivors got trapped with us I started to close myself off from the new once, only appriciating the company of Detty, Meggie and Dwi.

Of course I don't call them that out loud, though they have the tendency to call me Jay. I keep telling them to quit it but secretly, I love that they have a nickname for me, the other 3 and noone else.

In my head I can picture us four on a hilltop, looking out over this cursed forest and knowing we are free once more when this hell is destroyed.

I ended my thoughts, I've been standing still for far to long just looking at the red outline of Dwi. I shake my head and start walking towards him, ignoring the crows that are circling around my head that do allert the killer.

Dwight

I feel slightly betrayed to see 2 survivours working on our third gen, almost being done with it I assume and the other survivor just stands there, doing nothing.