Impostor!reader x crewmate As you enter your new ship like always you accept what you have to do: blend in with the crew, gain their trust and eliminate them one by one. You are used to this already, the job has become mundane to you, ordinary even. Although you can't help but feel heavy, you're tired of it all, at times you even want to quit. Deep down you know that all you need is a little push in the right direction, to become a better person, to leave, however who in their right mind would ever want to help you, an 'imposter'? Indeed who would ever do that...