Jason's POV:
She was toying with me, I could tell.
"Oh Jason, lookie what I've got here" she called out to me in a sing-song voice her magenta hair whipping wildly in the winter wind. "What don't you come get her?" She taunted holding out my bait by a fistful of her (H/c) hair.
"J-Jason...." (Y/n) stuttered out "Please....help...." yet I couldn't move at all...I was restrained by the thick black goo pooling around my ankles."Nightshade....let her go...." I demanded in the surest and steadiest voice I could manage. She chuckled to herself and called out to me once more.
"Your words darling....not mine....." she tossed (Y/n) up in the air before catching her back-first on her own great sword, the one I gave her.....
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The Toymaker's assistant: Jason the Toymaker x Reader [Discontiued]
FanfictionYou've been his only loyal friend and assistant for a nearly a lifetime. But halfway through it seemed the turn from friendship to something more, at least you hoped it would. You've hopelessly fallen for your beloved Toymaker and have let most your...