(Slashers x Reader x DeadByDaylight) Oneshots+Imagines

American Psycho X Reader

Patrick Bateman X Streetfighter! Reader

Panting loudly she clutched onto the pocket knife in her hand. Doubt and uncertainty intoxicating the 15 year olds mind as she hid behind the corner of a dark street awaiting one unfortunate man or woman to walk past her. She looked down at the knife for the 9th time that night, feeling the horrid headache come over her again as her mind once again yelled at her and her choices. The inner conflict going on was driving her mad and she couldn't bare it for another minute. Though it seemed her light finally came as she saw a young couple walking towards her. The boy stopped for a moment, exchanging a few words with the other girl

"I'll be right back, Sam." 'Sam' nodded while he proceeded to run back from where they came. The girl watched with intense eyes as Sam continued to walk a bit ahead. The boy was still in view but that didn't matter as Sam approached the corner.

The rest of the night was a blur. She couldn't remember much after Sam stepped near the corner of the street. Every now and then she got flashbacks of that night, but never enough to tell a full story. She ran with blood on her clothes and a light purse in her hands. She cried out of fear as the other boy Sam was with chased her down. Like a corrupted file she couldn't recall a single thing after that. She woke up the next morning in her shower, covered in more blood than she remembered with two wallets in her grasp. The rest of the week was a blur to her. She carried on with her usual business, this time with an extra 40 dollars in her pocket.

The last thing she remembered from that week was her own screaming. Screams from what she saw as she dared look at the tv. Two faces with two names displayed for all to see as the man on the screen spoke.

'Just a few days ago the corpses of Samantha Teng and Dale Morison were discovered in the streets of * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *' The noise faded out as her screams filled the house.

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There wasn't much choice after that. She couldn't risk it and just stay put when she had no clue whether she had even hidden any evidence. For all she knew the knife was found with the bodies since she didn't have it with her. Instead of waiting for the knocks on her front door she packed a bag and ran.

Running didn't help anything though. As she continued on she once again become desperate. This time though she was desperate for something else. As the days and months passed by (stealing, hiding and running) she began to feel something stir in her gut when she looked at the swiss army knife she had taken from her foster mother. Everytime she looked at it an overwhelming feeling took over her. It came to the point where a single glance made her want to vomit everything from her body. It was haunting, painful and it consumed her. She constantly felt like someone was choking her, holding down her throat to make it feel painfully heavy. She didn't understand the feeling and she didn't want to, she hated it more than anything in the world and just wished for it to disappear.

At some point she did end up vomitting everything up, everything she could that is. She was sure if it wasn't for her passing out in her own puke and blood she would've choked up an organ. She woke up later that night feeling like absolute filth. Her hair was stuck together from her bodily fluids she previously laid in, it smelt like disease and copper. Her stomach was howling in absolute agony and her brain felt like it was smashing itself against her skull, hoping to end the traumatising feeling in her whole body. She felt like a zombie, a zombie who could feel every bit of pain as it's flesh rotted.

All of a sudden her gut wrenched and she got the irresistible urge to look behind her, which she regretted almost immediately. Standing a few meters away from her was a young man. He appeared to be in his mid twenties as he stood there with a concerned expression on his face. It wasn't him that caused her to start to freak out. It was the deafening pounding that resonated around her as soon as she saw him. The pounding only making her headache even worse. Suddenly her brain started aching as the image of her small swiff army knife popped into her mind. The sudden urge to beat and murder flooded her as she shaked like crazy from all the conflicting and intense feelings. The man saw her shaking and stepped closer.