Killer Instincts (DBD x Male Reader)

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Currently, I was hiding behind a very big rock. My shoulder was bleeding quite a bit, causing me to breath heavily.

I guess this is why they hate the game so much huh?

I quietly chuckled but quickly stopped when it brought more pain to my shoulder. I look around the rock for a second before ducking behind it again.

So far, I haven't seen anyone else.

Finally getting enough courage I step out from behind the rock and make my way towards a generator.

"Now how am I supposed to fix this?" I sigh and gently start to mess with it. Though to my surprise, I knew...what to do? With a confused look on my face, I slowly got to work. Making sure to be careful with my shoulder and the generator as well.

I was fixing it when I suddenly flinched and the thing backfired on me. It made a loud noise but continued nonetheless, the light above it flickering as usual. Stopping and looking around myself I tense up, that was really loud, someone probably heard that. Hopefully The Doctor ignores it.

Hopefully...

Snapping out of it, I get back to work, stopping every once in awhile to look around and nurse my wound. While working I was thinking about the stuff that was happening at the moment.

1- I know how to fix this generator. I know I've never worked with a generator before or even touched one before, so where did I get this information?

2- Even though my wound hurts like hell, I haven't bled to death yet. That should be physically impossible but here I am.

3- This game is played better for us with no talking what so ever. This makes it hard to find your friend's and to try and make plans with them.

Hearing a noise, I stop fixing the generator and see the light on top of it having a steady beam. I smiled but felt my heart beat start to quicken, immediately I looked for the source.

When the killer was close my heart beat quickened and everything became loud.

And speak of the devil!

I screamed loudly and I heard the giggles of The Doctor right next to me. He pulled back to hit me but suddenly everything slowed down.

Getting the sudden urge to run right, I look back and dead sprint right.

I heard the swoosh of the weapon, it having missed me by a few centimeters.

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-Natural Instinct-

When you are injured and haven't yet been hooked, this power will act up when being chased by the killer.

When chased, a sudden urge to run left or right will happen and you'll dodge the hit.
Recharges when you've healed and become injured again.
Though you still have to have not been hooked.

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I heard him giggling and his footsteps ran after me once again. I felt my heart hammering against my chest, that horrible feeling of fear covering all my other instincts. Seeing some trees I run into the middle of them and duck behind the biggest one.

Hearing his footsteps pass me by I let out a soundless sigh. I felt like shit and probably looked like it too.

I was really scared back there, but I'll be damned if I didn't think his giggles were freaking cute! I mentally slap myself and look around again.

I need to find someone or something to patch up this wound, it's becoming a chore to deal with. My eyes widen when I spot a small amount of movement nearby. Looking around myself quickly I made a dash over to the thing I hope was a fellow survivor.

Finally catching up with the thing that gave me some hope, I couldn't help but smile. It was a fellow survivor, one that I've met before but, I sadly forgot their name.

Going up to them, I wave slightly and they immediately spot me and... run away.

um, excuse me?

Before I could try to go after them I see The Doctor out of the corner of my eye. He was in a spot where if you were looking for him, you probably wouldn't see him. Making eye contact with me he turns away and goes to chase the person that just ran away from me.

huh, that was weird...

Hearing a scream, I couldn't help but let a small smile make it's way to my face.

'I'm just gonna believe he did that for me.'

I smile but then freeze, thinking about the survivor that now has to deal with him.

'Oh they'll be fine.'

Hearing another scream and seeing a weird light which showed an outline of someone getting a hook through their shoulder, I cringe slightly.

'I'll go get them later...maybe' I nervously walk away from... over there... and try to go find someone else to help me.

Hopefully.

What I didn't know in that moment was that the person on hook can see everyone.

And the person on hook was not happy with me walking away from them.

(Even if they walked away from me first...)