A scarred angle and two masked killers

Chapter 1

The walking dead fanfiction
(Micheal Myers x oc reader x Jason Voorhees)

Chapter 1
My name is Helena, I grow up in a Ukraine convent. I loved the Covent because I would sneak into the head nuns office and eat all of her chocolate, without getting caught. But one day while I was sneakily eating chocolate, I caught the nun doing something strange; her hand was between her legs and she was moaning. Which I thought was very strange but when she saw me. Her face when brought red.

She grabbed my arm tightly and drag me into the closet where she got a bucket of bleach,she my head in. Then she poured bleach all over my head and what scares me the most was it then she took me into the broom closet locked me in there for six months I got minimum food and water while I was in there. The first couple of days I was in so much pain the bleach was eating away at my hair, my face, and any exposed skin. I was in so much pain but eventually it stopped hurting.

After, I had been in the broom closet for about six mouths; a man came in with the head nun and said things like I was special, that I was made my god to make the world a better place. When that man came I felt like i could be free and that when he called me special I felt it. Thought out the 2 years I was with him, he said that I needed to know how to get rid of the sheep. If you are wondering what the 'sheep' are. They are people that he 'the Shepard' deems and worthy of being alive on this planet, and I the 'the butcher' terminated 'the sheep.

After, all of my training i was given my first mission. That mission was to kill this 'sheep' I was not told their name or why I needed to do it but I knew I had to. It was on a cold, dark night I made my way in to this church and saw 'the sheep'. I walked to the figure and then I put my hand on it's shoulder, they turned around. I was a women my age, looking at me with kindness which confused me because I was told that all 'sheep' where evil. The women in front of me showed no sign of being evil but I knew that I needed to eliminate her. I got my knife out of my coat pocket and jabbed it into her stomach, then I twisted the knife and yanked it out. When I looked into her eyes I saw fear, pain and understanding because I was sobbing. I felt that I shouldn't have done that but for a few minutes I was on my knees, cradling this women who was dying in my arms. Eventually, the women died I let go of her and ran back to the base where 'shepherd' was. At this point I was balling my eyes out I ran straight into 'shepherds' arms, I told him that he could've been wrong that I could've killed someone who was innocent. But he reassured me that she was evil she needed to be killed he told me that as a 'butcher' I needed to kill all of the 'sheep' that should be on this earth. To cope with the guilt I felt after every kill. I decided that I would place self harm my self with a razor and with each kill I got so dependent on the relief that self harm gave me that I got addicted to the feeling.

After, at least 10 to 15 of being a 'butcher' I ended up with scared angle wings. One day I was on a mission and I saw someone that looked exactly like me. I was shocked how could that person look like me, so I decided that I would follow her. For months I followed her, in that time I got to know what she liked , disliked and that she had a child called Kira. Who looked like a little angle, she sometimes saw me and waved every time. She drew me pictures and eventually when her mother went to bed she would sneak out and play with me. After a couple of months she told her mum and when she did her mum was as shocked as me , to found out that we look like each other. After she told me to stay and we talked, ate and slept a lot. But after a couple of weeks getting to know one another that Sarah decided that she wanted to get a DNA test and when the results came back it said that we was twins. I was so happy because I felt like I had become hole, I lived with Sarah and Kira, it was the best time of my life. I told Sarah about me being a 'butcher' and that the 'shepherd' kept telling me that it was time for her to die, but she told me that I was manipulated into becoming this 'butcher'. She told me that I have a mind of my own and that I should not be letting this 'Shepard' decide whether I should become a killer and that's where my life change.