Masky x Blind Reader (Continued)

Chapter 12. Hey masky.

I have been missing for three months now. I've killed so many people... Its not getting any harder though. I can remember the first time I killed, it was the school girl. There were supposed to be multiple, not sure what happened. But I do know that when I killed her, I felt powerful and yet I also felt pain. Its not my job to take another persons life. It shouldn't be my decision. Its wrong. It hurts people. And yet... I don't mind it as much as I thought I did. Since then I go on missions with masky. I want so bad to just get rid of him, I hate him. He brought me here so he could have something to entertain him, as if he didn't have enough entertainment... And he planned to kill me... I am both grateful to slenderman for keeping me from that, and disgusted by him. I found out only a short while ago that he...devours....children. Its highly disturbing to me. I spoke to Toby and he said that slenderman saved him as well. And so many others. The creepypasta kill, yes, but their as much family to each other as me and Jackson were. They care for each other, although it may not always show. Once you get past the murder and darkness, once you look deeper into their lives, once you look past what they do to who they are...they...aren't so bad. They're people. They laugh, they cry, they play, they get angry when they lose. They're as much alive as I. I can't hate them for that. And besides, if I'm to be here, to live as one of them... I might as well strive to fit in. I can kill without remorse now. I just have to remember that I'm doing them a favor. When I think about it, life is full of hurt, and by killing them, I'm taking away their pain. I'm helping them. I'm...
"I'm fucking insane..." I say to myself. I pry myself from my thoughts to look down at my hands. Wispy dark blue. They turn red and then purple. My emotions... I can't get a hold on them...my aura is all fucked up...
Its just so..FRUSTRATING!
I lean over placing my elbows on my knees and holding tight to my hair. Nothing makes any sense anymore... I should hate them for what they do...I should hate myself for killing...and yet I feel... Happy? With Jeff...I feel... Kind of like he's my awesome older brother, who teaches me all kinds of cool stuff. He's like family. And sally... She feels like a niece or sister. Just, so full of happiness and excitement. Always in the mood to play. And Toby is lovable no matter who you are. Hoodie is the quiet mystery gun guy. He likes guns... Definitely guns. Hard to sleep when all you hear at six A.M. is POW POW.
Jane is a bitch sometimes but she has her moments where she is just as lovable as sally and Toby. Clockwork... Makes me want to shiver. Bp, he's like the artsy cousin that's always excited for his next project. And masky, he's the one I would hate to love. Even considering him family would be... Ugh! He's just so...
My aura starts flaring all kinds of emotions. Blue, red, green, blue, purple, blue, red, yellow, blue. Its just so confusing.
I jump down from the tree I'm sitting in and start to walk over to my escort, masky...
"Ready?" he asks. I don't say anything, just nod. He's so frustrating! Anything he does is!
Just saying 'hi'! If he says or does anything its frustrating! I don't know why I hate him so much I just do. Its like, I hate him for all this shit but... I think I'm pretty much over it...kinda... But looking past that... If Jeff had taken me instead of masky, I would still be laughing and joking with him. Maybe I just... Section him out 'cause I don't want to be close to him? Do I not trust him? Maybe he intimidates me? What is my problem??? What is HIS problem??? Why is this so confusing?!?
"Hey (y/n). I have a mission in about a week, the target isn't our usual..." masky starts.
I am pulled quickly from my thoughts and before I realize what I've done I blurted, "yeah? Sounds good. Who is it this time?" I say. I sounded a bit TOO excited...
Masky looks over to me, although I can't read his expression, he doesn't seem to be very surprised. He turns back away and looks ahead of us, "well, this time, we have to kill someone a bit special. They're a lot like you. They don't control electricity, rather, they control more... Solid elements. From iron, to glass, to rubber. They can use it as armor, or a weapon. We have our work cut out for us... But we also have a choice, before killing them we have orders from slenderman to ask them to join us. You up for a game of tag?" he says. He explains it so flatly. So simply. I let out a small sigh and nod. I still think I'm insane.