A.N.
I'm re-watching Death Note so yay.
Chica's P.O.V.
I grip my pan tightly as his footsteps ring throughout the kitchen, the red hatchet making a terrible scraping sound against the tile floor. I curl up tighter, trying my best to steady my breathing. I jump when I hear pots and pans crash to the ground, my head hits the top of the cabinet.
"I know you're in here, little chicken..." He sings playfully.
He throws open the cabinet to my left, I hold in a yelp. Then the one on my right. I can feel tears rolling down my cheeks but I can't make a sound. I hold my breath as the footsteps move away from me, I release my breath once I hear the door to the kitchen open and the footsteps are no longer audible. Suddenly, a blade slams into the cabinet door splinters of wood showering me. I inhale sharply.
"There you are..." The hatchet is pulled free from the wooden cabinet door.
I swallow as I meet his green eyes, his crazed smile, his terrible scent... And his horrifically scarred skin.
"How've you been Susie?" He chuckles. "Did y-"
He suddenly falls to the ground. Behind him through the hole in the cabinet, I see Y/n standing there with a pipe in her right hand. I take a deep, shaky breath and carefully crawl out of the cabinet. Y/n pulls me into a tight hug before tucking her fingers under her chin.
"Hope I wasn't too late." Y/n chuckles.
I furrow my brow. "Late? You're right on time!"
Suddenly, Y/n's grabbed by the back of her shirt and thrown into the wall, before she can even get up, he grabs his hatchet and descends upon me.
Foxy's P.O.V.
I groan as I limp towards the doors of the kitchen, I can hear Chica screaming in pain and Y/n yelling. I fall through the doors to see him hacking at Chica's arms and Y/n attempting to shove him off of her. Y/n's wearing a black skirt, fishnets, a red long sleeve that has cut-outs showing off her shoulder, but a black and white sweater she's wearing covers her right shoulder from sight.
"Get off her!" Y/n growls.
When yanking him off of Chica doesn't work, Y/n leans down and picks up a pipe from the floor before swinging the pipe at him, hitting him in the side, then hitting him on the right shoulder. I take in deep breaths as I attempt to close the gap between us. I'm about to collapse when someone ducks under my arm and wraps a firm arm around my back.
"Woah, there, Foxy, don't die here and now." Landon's voice calls playfully to me.
Landon helps me sit on one of the counters, then turns to face Y/n and Chica, watching Y/n worriedly.
I grip the edge of the counter weakly. "I can only try to."
"Y/n." Landon calls gently.
Y/n turns to face Landon and she sighs, tossing the pipe Landon's way, Landon catches the pipe with ease, getting blood on his hands in the process. Landon glances at his hand then he licks the blood from his fingertips.
Landon furrows his brow. "This guy's blood tastes rotten. Gross. Damn, that means I can't take pleasure in this like I usually would..."
Landon picks him up by his collar. "Now, then, listen here, you purple freak. First off, you hurt my baby sister. Second..."
Landon drops him on the floor and swings the pipe downward, striking him in the ribs. I flinch in surprise I've never felt so much anger coming off of anyone, including Freddy.
"Well... You hurt my baby sister." Landon grins.
Y/n picks up Chica and grabs my arm. "Foxy, can you walk?"
"Yeah..." I stare at Landon beating him with the pipe. "I just need some help."
"Are you sure?" Y/n looks at me worriedly. "I'll carry you if I have to, I don't mind."
"Nah, it's fine, I-" I hop down from the counter and pain immediately spikes through my body. "O-okay yeah, please carry me."
She nods and carefully places down Chica. "Chica, you can walk right?"
"Yeah, he didn't do anything to my legs." Chica stands. "But I don't know where the others are."
"Doesn't matter, we're finding them." Y/n picks me up. "Landon!"
Landon turns to face us and sighs, swinging the pipe up to rest on his shoulder.
"Coming!" Landon gives him one last kick in the side. "I did promise my angel that I wouldn't kill him, but I'd hate to let him live too..."
"Landon." Y/n calls again firmly.
"Okay, okay." Landon picks up Chica bridal style. "Let's go find those other idiots."
Bonnie's P.O.V.
I stare at the closed door, please... Please, someone, help me, spots dance in my vision and my body feels numb. The door opens and I lift up my head as best as I can, Y/n is there carrying Foxy on her back. She carefully puts Foxy down on the ground and kneels before me, her eyes wide with worry.
"Bonnie, you're still alive, right?" Y/n asks gently.
"Y-yeah..." I murmur.
I hiss in pain as Y/n helps me sit up, Landon studies me worriedly. I weakly watch as Landon puts down Chica and he pulls a roll of bandages from his bag, Landon wraps the bandages around my head covering up my face. He makes sure all my wounds are wrapped up properly before doing the same for Chica and Foxy.
"We're still missing Freddy and Goldy!" Y/n looks back through the door.
"Don't worry about it." Landon stands up. "You watch them, I'll find Freddy and Goldy."
"Right." Y/n nods.
Y/n meets my eyes through the bandages. "Are you okay?"
"W-well..." I wince. "c-clearly... n-no-not..."
Y/n sighs and gently ruffles my hair, her eyes filled with worry. "It's gonna be alright. I'll call my Dad, he'll be able to take you guys to the hospital while I find Landon, Freddy and Goldy."
She pulls out her phone and talks to her father as she checks on the others. After a few minutes, I hear a car pull into the parking lot and a set of footsteps coming our way. The door is thrown open and there stands a tall man with messy black hair, one brown eye and one green one. He makes his way to Y/n and wraps his arms around her, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
"Y/n where's Landon?" He asks firmly.
"He's looking for Freddy and Goldy, he actually left a while ago... Wait, you don't think-?"
"Your brother is strong, I'm sure he's fine." He stands. "So, these poor souls are your friends?"
"Yeah, Landon bandaged them up before he left, so they'll be fine, but what if that guy had an accomplice?" Y/n quickly glances at us.
"Well..." The man hands her a chain. "Good thing I brought this for you. Find your brother, the other two, and meet me outside, I'll take them to the hospital."
"Understood." She stands, holding the chain with such sureness...
"Y/n." I grab her hand gently. "B-be... c-care... ful..."
"Don't worry. I always am."
A.N.
So I decided to have this as the Halloween special because it's pretty spooky, but at the same time it's a continuation of the last chapter.
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General FictionSo, this is a book of random shorts and specials. Hope you guys like it ^-^