Deception: NatemarexReader

Chapter 14: Dear Future Self

QOTD: Favorite After-School Activity?

The seer appeared amazed and shocked, but not by you. Puzzled, you follow Aster's line of sight. She kept staring at the original spot for the knife.
It was gone.
Aster shoos your fellow companion away from you. Nate sits behind you to observe.
Her black fingernails tap anxiously on the clothed table.
"Before we move on, describe what you saw."

"I...I saw someone struggling in chains. And I saw a man weeping on the floor. Then, I witnessed me, but with bleeding eyes." You were about to mention (Y/N)'s message, then realized who stood cautiously behind you.

"Oh dear. This is far worse than I imagined." Aster staggers about, processing this new knowledge.

Suddenly, she stops and looks down at you with dilated pupils,
"Who did you see?"

You gaze over at Nate for a second. He reacts to your gesture with a devilish grin, shockingly. Now, you were staring at a man with soulless eyes and tempted by darkness.

From this point on, the kind, humble spirit that understood your crazy world was now an empty spirit of destruction. Someone completely new yet so familiar.
You respond to Aster after your intense staring contest,

"Whoever that is." Your dirtied fingernails point over to...

She barely has to gape over at the figure beside her to know that there was paranormal activity unfolding in our mist.
Aster lowers her head as she stood up from the patterned table.

"God or Demon...I beg for your forgiveness for what may have disturbed you. Please disrupt your havoc upon us, so we can live in peace."

His deceptive looks of what used to be Nate transform him into an all-powerful being. Your dearest friend took control of the demon for a quick moment in desperation,
"Run! Run as far away as you can! He'll kill you all. Listen to me!"

With a snap of a finger, purple tears drip from his eyes, until they stain those lifeless cheeks. Once human teeth become razor sharp for hunting; fingertips out stretching against Aster's beloved wooden floor like claws.
His chest shrunk until the creature's entire ribcage was visible, and his spine extended the entire body upward.

You physically couldn't peer away from this monstrosity. It was almost like staring into death itself.
"A-Are you the demon who abducted Christina and all those other people?"

It bursts out into long fits of insane laughter, it's hollow chest vibrating from the action.
After several seconds, that crooked, raspy voice crowed out.
"I couldn't bare to get my hands dirty. The others enjoy doing the hard part, while I do whatever I please with my victims."
It's slender legs trample against the floorboards around you and Aster, who was now right beside you mentally attempting to remember a spell for defeating the supernatural.

"What is your goal here?"
It didn't seem that the conversation was going anywhere, so you might as well use some police training skills.
"Oh, (y/n)." The corrupted body swiftly creeps behind you with those sharp claws.

You felt a weight being lifted from under you while feeling an extremely sharp pain from your lower chest.
A thick, long thorn from the ground shot into your chest, pouring out fluids.

Aster gasps and covers her mouth and nostrils, backing away from the scene.
"All you had to do was listen to your little, old pal. Now, I am your doom. Who decides your fate. I shall be Natemare."

'Was this your fate? Is this what your future self wanted? Has the world deceived you all this time!? Answer Me!'
Blood stains the oak wood floorboards as you beg for an answer from the universe.

"...a-answer me..." The one now proclaimed 'Natemare' tilts their head and raises an eyebrow. Your voice fades and your entire lower half is a red explosion.
Legs are numb, arms are dangling by your sides, head leaning back towards the ceiling, and the seer is no longer in sight. All of the ritual supplies on the table are gone too.

Now, you'll be joining the others who've died by the hands of this man.

Alone.