Until Dawn

Authors: Alessandra and Corin

TW: suicide, forced self-harm, swearing, violence, explosions, mental illness, murder, death, needles, car crash, blood (This is a violent story about killing! Please do not read if you are triggered by violence or death of any kind. We would hate to cause anyone to be triggered!)

Beta: consulting-archangels (Thanks so much Alex!)

Summary: Killer!AU After a tragic event leaves Dan unable to function in society, he starts killing to exact his revenge. Then he meets Phil, a government assassin with the same target as him. Will they be able to end their target before they're caught or will their distrust of each other tear them apart?

Word Count: 10.9k

Genre: Action, Romance, Death (is that a genre? Idk but there's a lot of it so it's gonna)

A/N: This story was written for Mason! We hope you like it :)

We love all the YouTubers we used in this story! There wasn't meant to be any hate for Chris or Emma!

Prologue :

Dan sat on a bench, the roaring echoes of the Tube around him. She was speaking loudly and obnoxiously on her phone, drawing stares from others sitting around her. She was pretty, he couldn't deny that, but he also knew that she was working for them. The thought made him sick to his stomach. He glared at her through his brown fringe; she wasn't looking at him. The Tube screeched to a halt, jolting everybody slightly forward. As the doors opened, the lady, who was now screaming into her phone and drawing many more stares, shoved her way off the train and Dan followed her. Following people was usually easy for Dan, but this lady made it practically child's play.

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Phil smiled gently, pushing the switch blade towards the man. His ice blue eyes were alight with a sick glee. The man whimpered quietly, trying to push himself closer to the wall. Phil giggled and grabbed the man's wrists and pinned him to the floor.

"You know, if you just take the blade and do as you're told, this will make everything considerably easier for both of us," Phil whispered, his voice dangerously soft. The man was sobbing now but refused to take the blade. Phil rolled his eyes and sighed, "Fine then. Maybe your daughter will cooperate better." He pushed the blade closer to the man.

The man stared at Phil, his green eyes wide and tears streaming down his face. His eyes flickered to the blade, gently lifting it off the cold cement. He shook his head as he brought the blade to his wrist. Phil watched in delight as the man roughly drew it across his skin. He watched the life flow from the man, smiling lightly as he did so.

Part 1:

Dan sat on the edge of the fountain, picking at a ham and cheese sandwich. He really wasn't hungry but he needed to look as nonchalant as possible. This man was very paranoid and following him was proving to be quite the challenge. Dan wouldn't have minded so much, but there was a new episode of the Great British Bake Off recording and he really just wanted to gather his information, pick up some takeout and go home. He sighed in annoyance as the man once again looked over his shoulder suspiciously at everyone around him. Dan diverted his eyes, looking around the park, as he did so he met the eyes of a man a short distance away from himself. The man held his gaze, his unnaturally blue eyes cold and calculating. Dan knew that look. It was the one he had right now. Dan stood up and walked over the blue-eyed man. Dan took up a defensive position as he closed in on the mysterious stranger. "You're following that man." Dan gestured over to his target. "That's weird and creepy."