Zalgo's Return || Creepypasta x Reader

Chapter Fourteen

(*cries*)
Chapter Fourteen
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Everyone, besides Malcom and Anthony, sat in the living room in their pajamas. Y/n sat huddled under a blanket next to BEN and L.J. They both were equally cold. Y/n shivered as a cool breeze swept through the thin walls of the house and washed over the room. Y/n was tempted to roll into a blanket burrito and roll over to the fire place, which held a small fire brought to you by Malcom and his attitude when he's cold. Y/n clutched the handle of the black mug that held the warm instant coffee. She brought the mug to her lips, letting the warm liquid slide down her throat. She sighed as she felt a warm feeling spread through her body. The smell of coffee and the peaceful crackling of the fire wood lulled her into a drowsy state, her eyelids become heavy as the the darkness tugged at her vision. But, the quick image of Zalgo flashed before her eyes, snapping her awake.

Everyone's tired eyes drifted to Y/n, they filled with pity or sadness. Y/n sighed, she hated it when people looked at her with pity, it made her feel weak, useless. Her eyes snapped to the drink in her hands, the one Malcom made out of store bought, instant coffee and boiling water. This was torture to Y/n, she just wanted to sleep. Maybe she could get a minute or two of shuteye. Yea, that'd make her feel better and more energized. "I'm going to the restroom."

Y/n locker the door and slid to the floor. She hugged her legs to her chest and rested her head on her knees. Her eyes drifted shut, darkness enclosing her vision.

Time:Skip: With everyone else-

"Y/n has been gone for a while now," Masky said, nervously picking his nails.
"You don't think she fell asleep, do you?" Everyone nervously locked eyes. Malcom was the first to act when he heard a 'thump' sound. Everyone followed him to the bathroom.

He tried opening the door by it's handle, it was obviously locked. "Y/n, I'm busting the door down!" Jeff yelled, slightly pushing Malcom aside. There was no response. He growled and kicked the door handle, breaking it and possibly his toe. They pushed open the door to see Zalgo holding Y/n in his arms. He held her close by the waist as his free hand held her chin close to his smirking lips. "Oh, hello!" Zalgo chuckled evily as everyone prepared to attack. "I wouldn't try to attack if I were you. I mean, come on, I could kill her right here right now." Y/n stirred from her sleep, her eyes fluttered open to the sight of Zalgo holding her. She gasped, trying to escape from his grasp only to be wrapped in a red rope.

"Binding rope," Killian snarled. "Demons use that to keep their soulmate still so they can mark them."

Y/n narrowed he eyes at Zalgo. "Touch me and I'll kill you!" She spat. Zalgo laughed as he moved her hair to hang behind her. "My dear, you can hurt me if you can't move."

"We can!" Jason's golden rope shot out and wrapped around Y/n. Zalgo growled as he cut the ropes, making Jason gasp. Zalgo sneered, "I told you, I'm not going to stop until I get my queen and rule the world."

"You sound like a cliche villain," Y/n rolled her eyes as she tried to escape the demon before her.
"You're my cliche queen, then." He smirked and bit down onto her neck. She gasped as she felt a burning, itching, hot feeling on the spot he bit. A red and gold circle burned onto her skin, an upside down cross in the circle accompanied by all types of ancient demon symbols. Y/n's body fell weightlessly into Zalgo's arms arms as the ropes around her dissolved into the air. Her head rested on Zalgo's chest as her open milky, e/c eyes stared blankly into Toby's as her mouth slightly hung open. Her arms fell to her waist as Zalgo tightly hugged her, "My queen has finally come to me~!" She laughed as he lifted her chin and looked into eyes, which were void of emotion. "Come, my queen, let's get to our castle!"

Zalgo picked up Y/n bridal style and was gone in an instant. No one could do anything, they all stood there watching where they used to stand. They felt a helpless feeling in their chests as they all were in shock.

Time:Skip

Y/n snapped from her trance as she looked around the room she was in. It wasn't the bathroom where she had last been, no. It was a fancy red and gold themed bedroom. She looked down at her attire, she wasn't in her pajamas anymore. Her black, leather dress top was had a heart shaped and had puffy black shoulders. The right fabric ran down to her waist line, proofing out into a ball gown style bottom that stopped to her mid thigh. A long black laced fabric hung down from the back of her dress, stopping at her black, knee high, high heeled boots. Her eyes met a mirror, her hair was braided into a big bun. A single red flower that faded to black decorated her hair. She also noticed the red and black themed make up on her face. "Where the hell am I?"
A voice chuckled behind her.

"Welcome to my castle, dear."

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Mmmmmmmmmm, shit going down. How is everyone? I'm great. I need to pee, tough. But, I have so much plans. It's crazy.

BUT THE TWENTY INE PILOTS COVER FOR CANCER KILLED ME

FOR REAL THO

Also, I just need Tom Hiddleston to read a really long book to me. His accent is goals.

Later, loves!

-Levi