𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒚 - Yandere! Creeper X Shy! Reader

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒕

Y/n POV

We flew in the night sky together, everything and everyone below us looking as small as ants.

I noticed as he started to lower us, all those ant-sized people began to grow in size.

I watched as his clawed-feet stepped onto the wet pavement, his beautiful wings folding up behind him.

He looked around, taking in a strong whiff of the air, like he was searching for something.

He walked among the dark street, sniffing each of the dark or dimly lit houses. Some of them made him scoff in disgust-

He stopped after sniffing one dark house, a grin tugging at his lips.

He set me down, my feet dropping onto the ground as he pulled out a chain from his pocket.

He wrapped it around a street light pole, then tying it around my wrist.

"Hey!" I snarled, pulling at the chain even though it sent more pain through my wrists.

He let out a growl, pointing to the ground in front of me, most likely telling me to stay.

He then walked alongside the walls of the house, oddly tapping on them and the windows.

I watched as after one single tap on a window, he casually opened it. But how could he have known?!

He stepped through the window, disappearing into the house.

My eyes trailed back to the chains that held me to the pole. As much as he did make me feel safe, and not alone, I couldn't help but feel angry at how much he kept me in these painful chains!-

Suddenly I tugged hard on the chains-

I fell to the ground, the rust of the chains slashing along my arm as the chains fell from my wrists, colliding into the pole with loud 'DING!'.

"Ah-h-" I winced, hovering a hand over the huge, stinging wound that went along my arm.

I looked at it, watching as my warm blood flowed down my arm, dripping on the ground.

I let out a cry as I stumbled up and onto my feet, beginning to run away from the house.

I thought about how I could run now and get away from him, his prey in that house must be keeping him busy... right?-

Suddenly my eyes shot up as Creeper slammed the houses front door open, a look of pure anger seething in his expression.

My legs took control and immediately pushed myself forward.

I huffed in pain and tiredness as I lugged myself forward, my eyes constantly darting back at him.

I heard his growl even from a great distance, it ringing in my ears and throughout my head.

My eyes shot back for the final time, seeing as he raised a hand, like he was throwing somethi-

I felt my breath get knocked out of me as one of my legs went completely weak.

I fell to the ground, my face smashing into the dirt.

I looked down to my leg, letting out a cry, as I saw a seeping-bloody throwing star stuck into my lower thigh.

I watched the blood that spilled down my leg, the numbing pain that ran throughout my body.

I soon looked up just to see Creeper standing now over me, a look of angry disappointment on his face.

He knelt down while keeping his eyes down from looking into mine.

He ripped the star out of my leg, causing me to let out a piercing scream, tears running down my eyes.

I quickly covered my mouth mid-scream. I didn't want to draw attention to make him even angrier than he already was.

I panted in my palms, my eyes scrunched shut in pain. I felt the blood continuing to drip down my arm and leg, its once warm feel becoming cold and sticky.

I felt the warmth from him kneeling over me fade as he let out a low growl, storing the star back in his pocket.

I cried into the dirt, opening my eyes as I looked up at him-

"YOU DIDN'T FINISH KILLING ME, MOTHER FUCKER!"

Suddenly I spotted a middle aged man standing behind Creeper, he was covered in blood along with a few cuts on his stomach, he looked angry, holding up an axe, Creepers axe.

"YOU LEFT THIS TOO!" He yelled.

Creeper turned around just in time for the guy to swing the axe, it going right into his chest.

Creeper let out an insane screech of pain, his mandibles extending out.

He pounced backwards in anger to gain distance, his eyes stuck on the man.

I limped up and onto my feet, holding onto a nearby fence that supported me up.

I looked between the both of them, seeing that Creepers side bled, him letting out a striking hiss. The other man looked in bad shape, like Creeper almost did kill him earlier. Though he did hold that axe, without a doubt, I knew he would die.

I took this as my chance to get away.

I ignored the pain as much as I could, pushing myself through the intense bleeding and pain that ran throughout my body.

I took a quick look back before I turned to go behind a house.

Creepers eyes were staring straight into mine, seething with anger, even in the middle of a fight.

The man blindly swung and Creeper caught the  mans wrist, twisting it to make his axe, in result, clatter onto the road.

Creeper smugly lifted him up in the air by his neck, his eyes trailing from the man- onto me, a savage grin on his face.

He slashed the guys neck, his head dropping to the ground, along with his body, as he took his first step towards me.