The hunt

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Y/n:  Hey Slenda, is there someplace like a... a music studio or something like that?
He asked the faceless killer. She looked surprised.

Slenda: Yes, to the right of the kitchen then go strait. You won't miss it... wait... Why? Skipping on your-
She began but Y/n cut her off.

Y/n: No it's just... I feel like I should go there before going killing.
She sighed.

Slenda: Fine as long as you do your punnishment do what you want.

He left for the music room passing by the girls he doesn't know. One of them calls out to him.

???: Hey!
He turns to face her. She was a short girl. Her brown hair blocked her eyes out and she wore a purple dress; not a bright purple a dull one.

Y/n: Yes... Oh! I don't know you, my name's-
She cut him off with an attitude. Even though he couldn't see her eyes he knew she was mad.

???: Y/n Arkensaw. Look none of us, and I mean NONE of us, like you. You just showed up and nearly killed Jeff. Now you walk around like you own the place. Just FUCKING DIE.
She shouted the last part. That brought back memories... painful ones.

Flashback

???: YOU LITTLE SHIT DIE!
The man yelled at a chained Y/n. He was shooting him with a dessert eagle... while Y/n screamed and cried in pain as the lead cut into him. The man had a safistic grin with rage in his eyes.
???: WHAT NOW YOU LITTLE FUCKER?!?! WHAT CAN'T FIGHT SOMETHING OTHER THAN MY WIFE?!?! DIE!
He just shot into him until he ran out of bullets. He was going to reload when that tall lady came into his cell beated the man down and later she and HIM came towards me and cleaned my wounds  and freed me... into another hell but HIM always regretted this but could do nothing...
Pain. Just pain...

Flashback end

After he snapped out of it he just walked away while the girl kept screaming and insulting him...

Are you going to do sonething about it?

Nope

He snarled slightly and entered the music room...
HIM was here...

HIM: Hello my son...
He strated to cry and hugged the man. He was wearing leather clothes
Y/n: I missed you dad...

Slenda POV

I was reading a book in the living room...
'They did NOT just let a Grimm eat her alive.'
I thought while reading but I was interupted by...

Lulu
Angel
Homicidal Lu
Clockwork

Me: Yes, dears?
They looked mad, furious in Lulus case... wait what?

Lulu: We need to talk about he... with everyone. NOW
She said with such anger and venom I was surprused that Lulu could be angry let alon furious.

Slenda: Sure call the others.

Your POV

After talking to dad I went to tell Slenda that I'm leaving when I heard yelling... so I folloed the sound... but not befire grabbing a butcher knife...

??? POV

He is a nobody and just got here!

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