Masky x Blind Reader (Continued)

Chapter 13. Family

My legs feel like they're about to break in two. Running as fast as I can I summon all my energy to my hand. I glance back and forth, side to side, enemies on all sides. I can't focus on just one, so why not all? I run faster, dodging knives and axes. "Shi-!" I can't finish a word before I duck. Just in time too, a second later and I would have been killed. I spun around at a high speed and struck at my attacker hitting them in the gut. The electric shock sent them back a few steps but didn't kill them. Another figure comes behind me as I stand up, gun in hand. I can't see it but I can smell it, sense it. Its obvious also from his posture. He fires and I duck again but this time not fast enough. The bullet skims my shoulder making me wince. I hiss and growl jumping from side to side running, and with a swing of my knife I strike the figure down. I continue to run until I smell smoke. Ciggerate smoke. Masky...
I turn rapidly on my heel ready to strike but stop short when a blurry aura stands in my path. "(Y/n)." he says. "Masky." I say back. All enemy figures halt and stare at us. Masky draws his knife and takes stance. I ready myself as well, and before I could blink he charges. Full speed. I summon as much current to my palm as possible. I can't keep it steady, it will not stay, instead it will blow up. I can't control it. But it may be a good thing. I lift my knife ready to strike at him but stop short again. I switch my positions and strike instead with my 'gift'. He yells out in pain as the electricity zaps him right in the shoulder throwing both of us back. I land on my back getting the wind knocked out of me. Coughing a few times and gasping for air I reach beside me and start to turn. I place my hand firmly on the ground and switch my legs around. Then I move my other arm under me to the other side of me and soon enough I'm on my knees bent over trying to breathe again. I get my breath back and squeeze my eyes shut. Although it doesn't do anything it's an automatic reaction. I slowly start to push myself up when I hear 'click click' next to my ear. My lips are parted and my eyes are wide but my mask hides it. My face probably looked like someone walked in to a surprise party. Well... As surprising as this is its not a good thing. Not one bit.
"Stand up." the voice says. I hesitate. "I said, stand. Up." he repeats. I slowly stand raising my arms and dropping my knife. He walks in a circle around me to look me in the face and I can feel the smirk inching its way across my lips. The figure starts to creep closer and as he does I stay perfectly still. He wraps his hands around my wrist yanking me to his side and holding me in a headlock. I put my hands on his arm pretending to be choking. He holds the gun to my head but doesn't shoot. "Got him/her," he says. Masky walks over obviously still suffering from...shock. "Now. Lets see about having some fun. You just shocked the holy hell out of me. I'm literally going to kill you (y/n)," he growls. The guy holding me in the headlock starts laughing and moves his gun away from my head to push me into masky but I take this as a chance. Once he lets me go I clinge to him electrocuting his chest causing his heart to stop. Then the men in the surrounding woods charge towards me. I aim for masky but miss, then all hell breaks loose. I swing, and zap, and kick, and punch, taking countless men down but many remain up. They keep charging at me with knives and guns. They fire bullets after bullets. Everything hurts. I growl finally getting angry. Hell, I'm pissed. I yell out, "mmmmaaasssskkkkyyyyyyy!" and the electricity from all the trees is pulled into that whirlwind like current from my first day of training. I suck all the life out of everything around me including the men fighting me. They all fall not even a trace of life left. I direct all my energy towards masky, I have no intention of letting him live. "Hey (y/n). If you let me live, I'll kill you." masky says. He was pretty flat about it. I am pissed at this point. I lift my arm and strike towards him when its deflected and a strong wind hits me. Naturally I put my arms up to block my face, and after the wind dies down I growl looking at what stopped me. "(Y/n)..." he says. "Offender...." I smirk, "Nice to see you joined the fight,".
Just as I ready up I hear a loud static ringing in my ears. "Alright. That's enough." slender rings through. I shrink trying to resist the urge to cover my ears. Masky seems to have heard the message as well as offender. "Aww..and I was hoping we could have some...fun~" offender jokes. I shiver at his words.
Practice is over so I can gladly stretch my arms and start to relax. Turns out that's when I realized just how sore I really am. I'm gonna be bruised to all hell... I think.
Slender teleports us home, masky and I, and there is nothing I want more than a shower and a good meal. Its Ben's turn to cook. I don't know much about his appearance except for the fact that he looks exactly like link from Zelda. So, like a cosplayer. I know what link looks like, but slender says his eyes are bleeding. And that they were completely black with red dots for pupils. No matter how much I try to imagine it I just can't.
But really, the thought of link or rather, Ben, in an apron, ha! Too cute to render.

As the water hits my body I trace the scars and divers in my skin frowning at them wishing I could forget.
I get out of the shower to hear someone picking the lock on the door. (Male reader: I wrap the towel around my waist and sigh grabbing my mask and latching it on my head.) (female readers: I wrap a towel around myself covering up.) Carefully hiding my scars. I take my knife from the sink and lean on the door gram waiting patiently. I hear the door lock click and a chuckle from behind the door. It opens and I let the knife relax in my palm, casually aiming it at his face. "U-uh...o-oh hi (y/n)! I uh...didn't know you were-"
"Shut up." I cut Toby off. "What do you need?" I stare at him. "...Ben dared *tic* me to prank you so I was going to *tic* flush the toilet while you showered..." he chuckles rubbing the back of his neck. I growled and stabbed the wall next to his face. "Geeze! Alright al*tic*right!...you used to be so cute and i-innocent..." he said nervously. I let out a sigh of agitation. "Get out before I slit your throat." I bluff. I guess he didn't spot the bluff and he left quickly. I sigh going back to what I was doing. I brush my teeth with my tooth brush, which I marked with a certain trick slender taught me. I can leave an electrical fingerprint that only I can see. Fortunately if I look at it correctly I can see if anyone has tampered with it. I grin to myself and brush my teeth in piece. Then I slip my clothes on. I quickly dry my hair and rush out of the room and downstairs.
Offender was sticking around unfortunately. His voice... It sounds like the one that spoke to slender about killing me. Annoying.
I get to the kitchen and take in every scent savoringly. "Wow!" I cheer. Ben laughs, "tastes even better. Here try it!" he says holding a somewhat large spoon up to my face. My guess is wood. I lift my mask a little and I say ah taking a sip of the soft creamy soup from the spoon. Mmmmnnnnnnnn....so good! Who would have thought his lazy ads could cook?

I help set the table and get everything ready. For a house of murderers...it really is kind of normal. Its a lot like...A memory of mom's smiling face comes to mind, as my thought finishes. Home... I shake my head and finish setting up. Soon, everyone walks in and takes their designated seats. Jokes and playful banter all around. I should hate it here. I should hate them, and myself, for what we do. But I don't. In fact, I love it here. Home is where the heart lies, and without sally, Toby and jeff, masky and hoodie, all of them... Without them... I guess everything seems a little less appealing. I don't want to run away anymore.
Everyone including me laughs at van as Jeff mocks him and swiftly Jeff takes a bowl of soup to the face. Everything is comical. Its...
"(Y/n)!" Jeff calls for backup and I laugh.
This is home. I think I belong here. With jeff, with sally, with all of them. They're like the family I...never had.... Mom... Would you a prove of this? Is this ok? Can I love them like a family? Can I...be happy here? Mom? Dad? I think..this is... I feel like....I'm... Finally...

Home....

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