Don't Make A Sound (Laughing Jack X Reader)

**Readers P.O.V.**

     For years I've had that nightmare. The nightmare about that night my parents were butchered in front of me. Where that guy butchers them. The one in the black mask.

     He's been haunting me ever since that night. I couldn't sleep well. Some nights I would wake up crying. He has put me through so much hell.

     As the blindfold was taken off of me, I saw him. The guy from my nightmares. That demon that butchered my family. The one that caused me to live through hell.

     The place was dark, except for a torch allowing me to see him. He wore the same nasty jacket and pair of jeans since I last saw him. His mask looked like thick, black oil. I noticed spots of red on him, blood I assume. Probably from previous victums.

     I looked at him as I could feel my face turn into a nasty scowl. I don't even know where all this hatred is even coming from. I felt like I was going to explode at any minute. The demon looked at me and laughed.

     "I thought she was completely emotionless, but she looks very pissed off," he states as he then began to cackle some more behind his mask.

     Laughing Jack growled, his pointy teeth showing. I wanted to growl too, if I could.

     "That's enough! Leave her be!" He yelled. The demon in the black mask laughed and turned toward Laughing Jack.

     "Leave her alone? What if I did this?" He asked as he came toward me and then placed his hand on my stomach. Laughing Jack growled some more.

     "Leave her alone, you disgusting pig!” Laughing Jack yelled. The demon laughed in a sick way as he then ripped my shirt off.

      "Look at all this skin just waiting to be ripped to shreds," the demon threatened.

      "You wouldn't fucking dare you bastard!" Laughing Jack yelled. This only made the demon laugh even more.

      "Oh, I would dare, and when I'm done fucking her insides up... you'll be the next one to get fucked," the demon said. I watched as Laughing Jack growled some more. He looked like he was going to pounce any second.

       "DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH HER, YOU FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!" Laughing Jack yelled, his voice shaking everything around us.

      "What are you going to do? Huh? You can't fucking move your body. I put a spell on you," the demon walked up to Laughing Jack and continued, "you're paralyzed. You can't fucking move anywhere. You can only watch as I fuck this bitch right in front of you."

      I watched as Laughing Jack looked over at me with a look of hopelessness. The demon must've seen it as well. He turned and walked over to me. I could feel his smile behind his mask.

      As I looked at him, I wanted to tear him apart. I wanted to kill this man. Whatever he is. He said that I was stronger than him, didn't he?

      Thinking back to the little story he told us is making me even angrier. He killed my parents because of what they were. He's going to kill me because of what I am, but what am I? What were my parents? I bet they didn't even know. They had no intentions on killing "his" kind! I don't even have any intentions on killing his kind as well. Well, not until now.

       Now, I wanna kill him and his entire family if their not already dead. I want them to meet the same fate as my parents. I want HIM to meet the same fate as my parents. No, I don't want... I AM. I am going to kill this demon and his family.