WANTED: DEAD OR ALIVE (Isaac Foster x Reader)

IM NEVER GOING TO STOP!

'Go to sleep, Y/n! Come on!!'

It's currently 3:50am and I haven't been able to sleep at all, well my eyes are closed and I'm restless. Stupid Rand and his empty threats I'm smart enough to know he is bluffing. I sigh in defeat and sit up, I look over at Rachel then down at Zack who doesn't seem to be in the bed with me? It's a strange feeling now that I've gotten use to him being in the same bed as me but now he's not there. I look around the room, his scythe is still here and his shoes so my guess is he's more likely in the bathroom.

I get out of bed and head in that direction, knocking on the door.

"The fuck do you want." he says as he swings open the door.

"Couldn't sleep but looks like you're in here." I turn around to head back to bed.

"Aw~you couldn't sleep without me." I stop and my eyes go wide, that's not true. lies! I-oh. Oh no no no, this isn't aloud.

"No, you're being loud which is why I can't sleep and when I said it's you and your hand tonight I didn't mean literally!" I stomped back to the bed.

"Oi Bitch I wasn't doing that!" He followed me and by this time Rachel was awake and quite possibly the whole motel.

"No need to shout! I and the rest of the people here and can hear you perfectly fine!" Me and Zack were squaring up to each other shouting at each other.

"Guys...there's-"

Our argument was cut short when the noise of gun shots filled the room, I move towards Rachel ducking her down behind one of the beds.

"The fuck is this?" Zack yells, I look over the bed and see Zack grab his scythe. "I'll slice these mother fuckers up!" He starts to laugh maniacally

"Zack get your ass behind the bed or so help me I'll shoot you myself!" I run towards my duffle bag and grab the first gun I saw. I knew exactly who was behind this and oh boy is he gonna pay for this.

I get up and push Zack out the way cause the boy doesn't listen to a damn thing. I shoot back at the men with the guns, hitting a few of them but the others keep dodging. I never miss!

"Oi bitch when can I get my entrance!" I heard Zack shout at me.

"Just wait a damn minute! Rachel cover your ears and keep your head down!" I know Rachel is capable of murder but she's like a sister to me now and I'd rather not let her interfere just yet. The sound of the bullets quiet down and I can hear them still pulling the trigger, they are out of bullets. I crawl over to Zack. "Keep it down alright? On the count of there me and you are busting through that window and we're gonna have some fun." I flash a sadistic grin and Zack mirrored it too.

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Me and Zack bust through the window and he starts laughing maniacally, attacking two of the men on the left and that leaves me with the two on the right. To say the least slashing was my favourite technique of them all. The thrill of ridding someone of their life and watching it drain from their eyes makes me happy, their life lies on the tip of my knife and I can rid them of it! All that power is everything I ever wanted! This is what it means to be a killer! This is what it means to me! Why did I ever stop!? I'm never going to stop!

"I'M NEVER GOING TO STOP!~" I laugh as I stab the man repeatedly in the chest, I know he's already dead but it feels so good! My knife enters his chest for the last time as I start calm myself down once again. This...what is this? This isn't me? Not any more? The realisation hits me hard I haven't felt that way in a long long time I can't get back into old habits! Please if there is a god!

"Aww man! This is just like old times! Except you were never this excited." Zack looms over me. "Woah you did quiet a number on this one, huh?" I don't say anything I'm torn between to side of me the one that begs for redemption and the other screams for blood!

"Somebody!" A man cried and mine and sacks attention was on him.

"Ugh didn't I kill you already?" Zack narrowed his eyes and swung his scythe but he didn't kill the man. I stood in front of him and at the moment I felt nothing.

"Please I've got money, I'll give you anything! Anything please!" He begged, this was another thing I had liked. The ones who begged for their life and was willing to give you everything just to be a live.

"What the hell are you doing Y/N/N?" Zack kept his scythe neat the mans neck.

"You're going to do something for me." I squatted down time the mans level. "If you value your life your going to do everything I say." He nodded. "You're going to go back to whomever sent you and tell them to kiss my ass and that they failed."

"Wow so threatening." Zack sarcastically remarked.

"Leave now while I'm still feeling generous." The man scurried to his feet and headed for his car and drove off fast.

"So are we gonna talk about that?" Zack pointed to the bodies as I walked back to the window.

"Grab your shit Zack we are leaving." I climb through and get Rachel and my duffle bag. However, Rachel had witnessed everything including the side of me I wished to be rid of. I'm supposed to be an example for her now but I can't be that if I'm...

Her.

A/N: Sorry for the long uploads I've had bad writers block but I'm working on it I promise this will be finished!