Creepypasta x Reader (A New Beginning)

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"Daddy? Where are you going?"  You question.

"To see a friend of mine... your grandparents will be back from the church soon..." he muttered towards you and your brother, your little hand holding his tightly.

That glare...that evil glare which haunts you.

"You're coming back right?" Little Nathan questioned nervously, despite being a young child, he had a gut feeling telling him something was wrong.

"...sure, bud."

Liar.

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"Y/n?"

Your eyes suddenly open at the mention of your name, you take in your surroundings as the sound of the wind whistled through through naked winter trees.
You were resting on one of the many benches in the college yard, you must've drifted off a little.
Your brows scrunched in confusion as a blonde haired boy stood in front of you.

"Hi... sorry I'm Liam, you helped me from the bullies a few days ago?"

You look at him silent as you tried to come back to your senses.

"Right...you're 256" you recall the locker that you saw him use. "Sorry...I just had a weird dream."

"It's okay, I'll let you come around" he sat next to you as he opened his sketch book.

You lean back to relax as you collected your thoughts. You look over to see what he was sketching and you felt your heart beat erratically.

"Uh, can I see that?" You lean towards him trying not to sound surprised, he seemed confused by your request.

"What? My drawing?" He asked

"Yeah it's just, reminds me of something." You try to play off your nerves, he handed it over and you looked at it somewhat mortified.

"Well...I wasn't planning on telling anyone" he looked down with a concerned expression.

"The day we met, I was out in the woods after my lessons, you know just to get away from people and...I saw him" he pointed to his drawing, his voice descended into a whisper "he was just walking...slowly..."

You look up at him as your face scrunched up in concern.

"He had these red stains on his gloves...I think it was blood"

"Are you sure it was blood? Maybe he was just cosplaying or something, you know like someone from a creepy story?"

"By himself deep in the woodlands? He was holding a gun" he spoke more stern through his whisper "that says enough."

You look back down at the sketch...the figure drawn perfectly of Hoodie...his mask...his hood, all the way down to his boots were accurately drawn...

"Did you...call the police?" You ask but he stayed silent for a moment

"I was going to but..."

"But?"

"There was a figure beside him...tall...eerie ...the police won't believe what I saw. Not without evidence"

"A tall, eerie figure?"

'That sounds like something they would be affiliated with. But I haven't seen anything, nor have they mentioned anything like that...'

"I'm going to get evidence to expose him and possibly any others to the world, then get more than just the police on it. To avenge the life he may have took and maybe many others before that"

"Ha-" you let out a nervous chuckle. "Liam you just said yourself 'may have' so he may have not have even done anything"

"I told you that's why I'm getting more evidence! There are psychos hiding in our woodlands! They're linked to all these missing cases I'm telling you! Will you help me? You're the only person who has bothered to talk to me in this place and treat me with any sort of common decency"

You couldn't help but stare dumbfounded
'I should've left him alone. Is he really trying to ask me to help him hunt down a potential serial killer? Do I give off that kind of impression?

...I'm offended.

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You made your way through the large woodlands that was increasingly becoming more dense, trying to find the house that was holding the killers.
You stand still when you see a yellow hooded figure with his back turned to you, pinning a note against a tree

"Hoodie?" You call out his name.

He slightly turned his body in a swift motion to face you as you approached.

"I'm busy" he replied bluntly.

"Yeah nice to see you too" you quickly mutter under your breath, you clear your throat before speaking up again. "what are the notes for?"

"The boss."

"Okay, but honestly we should talk" you confess feeling a little nervous.

"About what?" He let his arms rest at his sides, looking at the note that gently swayed with the breeze.

"This"
You drop your bag on the dirt and reach into it. "someone I've met recently drew this of you...the accuracy of this got me by surprise"
You hand him the sheet and he took after a brief moment.

"Someone saw me?" He tried to keep his tone blunt but you could hear a small hint of surprise.

"He saw you covered in blood holding a gun. He wants to turn you in and he's determined to actually get more proof"

"If he wants to find me then let him" he shook his head as he handed it back to you, you were forced to grab it before it would drop to the floor.
He carelessly flicked through the remaining notes he was holding.

"He has a feeling there are more with you so he's going to try get all of you" you tell him as you follow him to another tree.

"He's just a stupid college kid." Hoodie sighed. "He's no threat to us. If he wants to waste his time going on a wild goose chase then let him" he started pinning the note against the tree

"So you really don't care?"

"Y/n." He seemed to sound more impatient "If he finds us then it's his loss. Him vs us. Does it sound like he can win?"

"But you can't kill unless you're ordered to-"

"We will if we have to" he informed turning to face you.
"Just like Masky did."

He then turned his attention to the note that was barely hanging on the tree
"I...appreciate the heads up but don't get involved with this kid...you'll just make it worse. Especially if he finds out you're with us" he walks off before you could say another word, he was completely unbothered.