Displeasing the Entity [Trickster X Reader]

His Little Prodigy

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw a pallet just waiting to be thrown down. You ran over to the pallet on your right that the man behind you didn't see. He had put a little too much faith in you and didn't expect such a bold move. The pallet came slamming down, trying not to get crushed by the falling pallet he rammed his back into the wall. He barely managed to get a hold on the back of your shirt and pulled you with him before you could move to the other side of the pallet.

Realizing how much you pissed him off, you mediately tried to apologize. "Sorry I was just trying to make it more belie-" Before you could get any further into your sentence, he quickly slapped his blood-covered hand over your mouth. This caught you off-guard as you weren't expecting this to be his reaction.

You tried to escape his grasp only to end up tripping and falling onto the pallet. He was still holding onto your shirt as you fell, causing him to follow with you. You genuinely thought he was going to crush you but he somehow managed to catch himself. He now hovered over you with both hands on the pallet as if he was pinning you in place.

"You idiot, there's a wall behind us, he wouldn't have even known if you'd thrown the pallet or not and how stupid do you have to be to throw the pallet in front of you." The tension in the air as you looked into his yellow eyes, that danced like the night stars, was electrifying "You know what I think, I think you did this on purpose because you're a masochistic fuck that finds satisfaction in deranged bastards like me"

"Well I wasn't trying to but I'm not particularly upset about the outcome." You said in a condescending voice. By the look on his face, you could tell he was deeply irritated but before he could punish you, a light Illuminated beyond the wall and the sound of a running generator paraded your ears.

"See what you did." He was invigorated and pretty much at his wit's end with you. For a moment he thought it would be better to kill you instead of the Survivor beyond the wall. He came to the conclusion that in order to keep his sanity he was going to have to find pleasure in you.

Suddenly he dug his middle finger into the open wound on the back of your leg causing you to wince in pain. Luckily your whines were inaudible thanks to the generator behind you. This only momentarily satisfied his bloodlust. He knew if he didn't get his hands on another survivor soon he was going to lose control and damage his new prodigy. 

He leaned down to whisper in your ear as he pulled you up from the pallet. "I'll take the left and you can take the right." Before you could say anything you were pushed to the right of the wall. Your instinct had kicked in and it caused you to run out from behind the wall with the trickster.

The Survivor had his full attention on the Killer and didn't even notice you were standing behind him. In an attempt to catch the frail man's attention, you yell "come on this way." He quickly turned around and ran alongside you with no hesitation as if putting his life in your hands, which was a severe mistake.

As you were running away the trickster pulled out his daggers and Unleashed a flurry of knives that nearly hit you. You could tell that most of the knives were directed at Dwight but occasionally a stray knife flew past you. As you were running you looked over at the survivor only to see five knives sticking out from various places on his body.

The trickster finally stopped chasing you after he ran out of throwing knives. It seemed like he had managed to tame his bloodlust and was now leaving the hard part to you.

once the trickster left you convinced your fellow survivor that it was okay to work on the generator next to you. The generator was almost done so he decided to stay on without healing himself. "Thank you so much. My name is Dwight by the way." His voice was squeaky and anxious As if he knew the trickster wasn't done with him.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Y/N," Your tone was calm and angelic in order to gain his trust, even more, when you had already.

You could tell that Dwight was somewhat of an experienced player. He knew that it was always important to look around the generator to make sure the killer wasn't in sight. As Dwight was looking around he spotted a totem in the corner of the shack. "I'm going to cleanse that hex totem, I'll be right back," he said with an assuring voice. Little did he know that wasn't what you had in mind for him.

This was the perfect chance to sneak up on him. You slowly crouched up to him putting a hand on his forehead and a knife to his neck. "I'm terribly sorry about this" your voice was menacing and devoid of empathy. Dwight tried to talk but before he could the knife slid across his bearskin causing his neck to erupt with blood that painted the room a bright shade of crimson. Although you wanted to hear what he had to say, you couldn't bear to listen to a man who is about to die by your hand. You knew that he would try to get you to stop and you were positive you wouldn't be able to say no to him. You were deeply conflicted because part of you was sorry for Dwight.

Killing Dwight did have an upside to it, it had led you to the conclusion that killing was something you got a thrill out of. You were now officially a killer that enjoyed the rushing high of taking someone's life.

After taking a moment to let go of Dwight's limp body, you found the courage to stand up. You walked out trying to act as if nothing had happened in the room covered in Dwight's blood. As you passed through the doorway you were met with an all-to-familiar face looking deeply unimpressed.

"Not bad for your first kill Y/N" You could tell that he was listening in on your conversation by the way he knew your name without you telling him.

"It seems you already know my name so I think it's only fair that you share yours as well." You tried to act cool and calm but it was nearly impossible to hide your trembling. The shaking of Dwight's body against yours as you took his life left you feeling distraught. You had nothing against Dwight but he was one of the three that stood in your way to freedom.

Although shocked by your boldness he was very glad you asked. "My name is Ji-Woon but most people just call me the Trickster." He said as he licked and bit the corner of his bottom lip. "and I can't wait to hear you screaming it" he whispered under his breath trying to hide his intentions. Unbeknownst to him, you heard every word that had escaped his luscious lips. Although you could tell he was making a death threat you were still happy to be considered his prodigy.

You nodded and pretended not to hear so that you could fool him into a false sense of security. "Well, I think we're done here. what should we do next?" Your question was pretty much redundant but he answered you with a genuine reply.

"Now we go kill the other two" From the way he talked you could tell that killing was something he lusted for. "While you were fucking around with Dwight those little shits finished two gens" In a matter of seconds his tone had gone from thrilled to merciless and provoked.

"The next kill is mine"

A/N

I'm very sorry for getting this out so late, I have been very busy with school work.

If anybody has any tips or feedback for the next chapter it would be greatly appreciated :)