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.~Why They Didn't Kill You/Why They Spared You~.

JASON VOORHEES
He noticed how uncomfortable you were around the other teens and how they picked on you, which made him feel some sort of empathy towards you as he, too, was bullied.
He also noted how much you seemed to like walking in the woods surrounding the camp and how much you seemed to appreciate its' beauty. Even Pamela seemed to like you, noting how gentle you were towards the plants and trees.

MICHAEL MYERS
Who thought that your stupidity might save you one day?
You decided to sleep instead of going out for Halloween, dreaming of all the candy and chocolate bars that you couldn't wait to eat tomorrow.
Sadly, the sound of something breaking awoke you from your beauty sleep, highly alert and slightly scared you picked up the closest thing that could be used as a weapon.
A slipper.
You quietly made your way out of your bedroom to your kitchen, in which you suspected the sound came from, you took cautious footsteps into the kitchen to see that you were right. The tap was on and there was broken glass on the floor, but the culprit was no where to be seen. After looking around the kitchen you decided, in your sleepy, confused state, that you simply placed the glass on the edge of the counter and gravity decided to be an asshole.
You shook your head tiredly as you groaned, you turned around to leave but then bumped into something, no, someone.
You acted quickly, but stupidly, and ran back to the corner of your kitchen grabbing the a big piece of glass off the ground to protect yourself with, being careful not to step on the other pieces, and threw your slipper as hard as possible.
You watched in fear as your precious slipper had hit the intruder in the face, falling to the floor next to his feet.
The intruder didn't seem to be effected by it at all, he just took intimidating steps towards you, raising his hand, which you noticed held a bloody kitchen knife, right as he was about to end your life you spluttered out, "first time dying, kinda nervous...", you mentally shook your head, 'what the hell Y/N! You're about to be killed and this is what you say?!'.
Surprisingly though, he lowered his knife and just stared at you, tilting his head like a confused puppy.
You were hoping that you amused him enough for him to spare you, even though deep down you knew that he wouldn't, you still had hope.

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE
He was EXTREMELY attached to you, not only did he find you super pretty, but you also followed all the rules!
Boy, did he adore you, but he knew that he couldn't, unfortunately, reveal hisself to you.
That was until you ex decided to show up, scratch that-
Your toxic ex.
He was enraged when he saw a man try to forcefully make you leave, and before he even took time to consider it, he angrily got out of the wall through a closet, not even bothering to take something to use as a weapon.
Brahms suddenly pulled him from behind and pushed him into the ground, he positioned his knees on the mans chest and started chocking him. Your ex, obviously, tried to fight back, but he was no match for Brahms' 6 feet tall figure.
All of this happened while you were standing there in pure shock and terror. You didn't know whether you should run or help your ex, even if he didn't deserve it. And while you were arguing with your own thoughts you felt someone's strong arms wrap around your body, your ex' limp body on the ground, his lifeless eyes stating ahead in your direction.
You didn't have enough time to react as you felt the man's hold on you get slightly tighter, he leaned towards you ear and whispered in a child-like voice,
"Mine..."

BUBBA SAWYER
This huge baby and his brothers were chasing after you and your friends. You all simply wanted to go on a trip but your car broke down suddenly, unfortunately, none of you knew anything about mechanics. So you started looking around for someone who could help.
And now here you are, being chased by a bunch of maniacs. Your friends decided to do the stupidest thing ever, split up, and split up you did.
You were currently hiding behind a huge tree, hoping that none of these crazy people saw you, your eyes widened in fear when the sound of a chainsaw ripped through the hot air of Texas. Your eyes started to water as you covered your mouth, trying to calm down your uneven breathing, but the sound of the chainsaw getting closer just sended more fear into your body. You were shaking and couldn't think properly, you sank down to the ground, your friends' screams nearby sending you into a full-blown anxiety attack.
Your vision was getting blurry with tears as they fell down your cheeks and into the ground, 'this is it', you thought, 'I'm definitely dying', you then noticed a pair of feet in front of you, the rumbling of the chainsaw reminding you of your demise.
You just gave in and closed your eyes, silently praying that your end would be quick as your ragged breathing got quicker, making your head slightly dizzy.
The sound of the chainsaw hitting the ground alerted you,  making you peek at the man in front of you, his strange leather mask and bloody apron making you even more scared than you already were. Your racing thoughts were interrupted by someone's rough hand petting your head, the man, now crouching in front of you, was petting you, he was petting you. He whimpered at the sight of you, trying to calm you down by lightly petting your head, remembering that this is what mama used to do whenever he got scared at night when he was a child. You were at a loss for words as the man who was chasing you earlier with a fucking chainsaw, is now petting you, his eyes filled with sincere sympathy.
Once he made sure that you weren't about to run away or attack him, he hesitatingly pulled you into his chest, wrapping his big arms around you, another thing that his mama did to calm him down was hold him. He felt a sudden purge of happiness once he felt your breathing calm down a little.
You could tell by his small but joyful squeals that he was happy that he helped you slightly calm down, though you were still shaken up you decided to just go with the flow and let him hold you.
You just hoped that the rest would be this merciful.

FREDDY KRUEGER
You sassed him, which he tried to ignore by making another snarky response back. You just continued, heck you even called him 'burnt bacon'.
He kept reminding himself that he had the upper-hand, that he is the dream demon here, but your sarcastic responses and absence of fear impressed him.
Maybe he should give you a second chance.

KEVIN WENDELL CRUMB
You were their psychiatrist's daughter, and you would bring them things like tea or biscuits during sessions.
They also found you quite pretty and adored how you polite you were, you and Barry would sometimes talk about random things in between sessions. You, being a psychiatrist's daughter, obviously understood his condition, yet treated him and the other personalities normally, and they adored that about you.

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Hola, my lovely readers!
Plz ignore the fact that this is really messy and super rushed, this is my first time writing a preference-
Also ignore any grammar or punctuation mistakes as English isn't my first language.
Sincerely,
A potato.