Male Reader One Shots!

Death - Connor X Male!Assassin!Reader

This is based off of an AU where your blood starts out a pale pink when youre born, but for every crime you commit it becomes darker and darker red. also... I could made a pt 2 on this?? cause like i wrote more than this... but i didn't really know how to properly end it from where i had it sooooo... enjoy?

[(y/n)'s POV]

I was running through the darkness of the night, my breath was fogging up the mask covering my face, and my identity. I looked over my shoulder to see that the android was still chasing me. He was one of the newest models, so there was a good chance that I wasn't going to out run him, however, I never trained to run, I trained to kill. I hopped over a railing then skillfully, and quickly, guided my way down from the rooftop, when I reached the bottom I hid between a building and a dumpster. I was completely still as the android made his way down the fire escape stairs. When he reached the bottom he searched for a while, even with his advanced technology, he had a hard time locating me. After a few minutes it was very clear the android wasn't going to give up, and he knew I was nearby. I heard heavy footsteps from above, accompanied by panting. "Hey, Connor," I looked up through the dumpster lid and saw a familiar face, Hank, "you get him yet?" The android looked up at the old man, "Not yet Lieutenant," he scanned the area once again, clearly not noticing me, "but there's no sign that he's left this area." The older man sighed and began making his way down the stairs, I had to make my move before he was down here because I knew he had a gun with him, but I know that the Connor didn't. Just like a pitbull, I lunged out at the android without warning. I wasn't worried about trying to fight him, I knew I was much stronger than him. I grabbed his head and quickly smashed him into the wall, thirium splattering everywhere. "Hank!" The android choked out as I smashed his head against the wall again, I didn't want to damage him, but I had to, I felt horrible for this and hoped he never found out who I really was. He tried fighting back, but I had damaged his biocomponents to a point where they barely moved. "FUck!" I heard Hank yell as I scaled the other building. A few bullets flew past me as I moved my way up, and over the building, then, I was back to running. While walking through some alleys I tossed my thirium covered coat onto a homeless man, he grumbled as I continued walking away.

When I finally made it home I heard my pet Kangal barking form the other room, as I opened the door he jumped up at me and licked me lovingly, "Good boy, Max." I said as I pet his soft head, then, an idea popped into my head. Since the ordeal I had just been through was an obvious setup from one of my (ex)best clients, why don't I show him how bad his decision was? I was about to gather my usual torture tools until I took a look at Max, it had been awhile since I took him with me for a, job, and after all, a knife is no good when dull. I put a spiked collar onto Max and attached his leash, then made my way to my previous client's apartment.

As I arrived I thought of a simple plan, he obviously won't just open the door for me, so I went with my second best idea to make it into his apartment, I picked the lock. Once I had finally unlocked the door I opened it and barged in. "O-oh!" I heard my soon-to-be victim, Tyler, say, "Mr. Sin! What a... surprise!" He slowly made his way behind a couch in a sad attempt to create space between him and myself. "You set me up, and for that," I said calmly as I reached down to unclip Max from his leash, "you will pay." - "P-please, no! I had to! I needed the money! The DPD were willing to pay me! You know how it is, money's tight!" I smiled under my mask, sadly, Tyler couldn't see the joy I was getting out of this. "Oh don't worry Tyler," I said while taking steps towards him, Max staying close to my side, "you won't have to worry about money aanyymore." Tyler tried running for his phone on the counter but before he could Max was already on him. There was something beautiful about this moment, watching a dog with the most powerful bite tear a backstabbing bitch limb from limb, his blood was everywhere, the cops will know who did this, but it didn't matter, because they didn't know my name, and even if they did, I'll be gone by the time they get here. Within a minute Tyler was nothing but a dark red, bloody mess of muscle and bones laying on the floor, his blood was a dark, sure, but it was no where close to mine, which was closer to black than red at this point. I stepped out of his apartment with Max back on his leash and closed his door with my gloved hand, I wasn't too worried about the fact that my dog was covered in blood because it was still dark out.