Against The Odds (Doom-Head X Reader)

He's a brutal killer, and she's his victim. Or so they both thought.

Doom-Head. That's what they call him. Granted, it's not what he calls himself, but the name stuck. He doesn't really care what they call him as long as he gets paid. Paid to kill, maim, murder.

She's his next victim. Having been kidnapped and placed into his employers game, 31, she's helpless. Trapped. A tiny little mouse struggling to evade him. It would be so easy to kill her. To snuff the light in her eyes as he has so many.

But something about her is different. He doesn't feel numb when he looks at her, or bloodlust. He feels... warm. Excited. He doesn't want to kill her, but he knows he has to. Or... does he?

(Situation and some characters from Rob Zombie's film 31. This is just a fanfiction)