The Boy who loved the monsters

By Creep-shifter

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Y/N is a trans boy who is just trying to get by. He works and has an average social life. What happens when h... More

i should have known [2]
change ( in the house of flies ) [3]
Taunt [4]
A matter of time [5]
Borderline [6]
Break stuff [7]
long road to ruin [8]
Tounges and teeth [9]
Numb [10]
killin in the name [11]

is someone watching ? [ 1 ]

661 17 2
By Creep-shifter

warnings for this fanfic
- gore
- mental health issues
- throwing up
- nightmares
- abuse
- alcoholism
- drugs
- smut ( maybe )
- suicide mentions and self harm

If you are uncomfortable with this please leave, there will be warning at the start of each chapter if it's needed.

AN: Before you start reading, Hello my name is marz and I'm the author. This is my first fanfic I have written. Everyone belongs to there owners ( unless there a dick, then the fandom owns them ). The only characters that belong to me are Lilith, kozan and Y/N

Y/N uses he/they pronouns and is a Pansexual, demi-boy. Other than that y/n is up to your interpretation. Have fun reading!!

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There was one room in your apartment that I  never touched. Ever. That room always stayed locked. It was the room of the closet friend I ever had. Her name was Lilith. She had beautiful pink hair, which had originally been blonde. She also had beautiful blue eyes. They would change shade with the weather, so we always knew what the weather was going to be that day. I had to admit I had had a crush on her, but she wasn't dating material. She was toxic for me. She brought out the worst in everything I  did. Drugs, sex and mental illness gradually got worse around that girl. This girl was her, but she was a demon. But this girl was your friend and the only person that loved you.

The night she went missing was one I would never forget. We had been walking home to our apartment on the other side of town. I remember her suggesting having a pit stop at the abandoned mental institution in the woods to look at the stars, like usual. That's where it went wrong. Lilith had taken us out to a bar in celebration of finishing a song on drums that had taken me months to perfect. It was karaoke night so me and Lilith sang a few songs and had a fuck tone of drinks. Luckily, due to my teenage and very illegal years of drinking, I could handle my drinks fairly well. Now you where in this abandoned building watching the stars and relaxing. Sounds like a normal night to me. Lilith was playing music from there phone and eating a pizza we had bought on the way home but where now eating here. I didn't mind.
"Hey y/n, I'm just going to have a look around see if there is anything cool here, I'll be right back" Lilith was stood near the doorway of the room I had picked to use ready to go "exploring". You waved your hand and chuckled.
"Go do whatever lilth I don't care, just don't do anything stupid"
She smiled and with a pep in her step, left. I don't remember anything else from that night, but when I woke up she wasn't anywhere to be seen. A day later you filed for a missing person's. A few weeks after she disappeared, police found her clothes in the woods a few miles out from town. The clothes had been ripped and shredded. A hunter had found them, while out. The thing that man found strange was that he took the same route everyday and he had never seen them there before. You had been to interrogation after interrogation. The police had eventually found you not guilty. After finding the clothes, the police didn't think they would find Lilith alive. They where right. A month exactly after finding the clothes, her body was found. She was naked and had been sewn up on several parts of her body, more near her stomach. A few of her fingers where missing and her tattoos had been skinned off her. But her head was the worst of all. Her head had been split open by a gun shot. We all knew it was a shot gun. I had hoped it was before all the other injuries. The coroners had ruled it as a murder and the body of the victim to never be shown.

But that was 7 months ago. After a suicide attempt which ended up in me being hospitalised and then sent to a mental health facility for 5 months. I where okay at best. Now I was stood in the shower letting the water hit me. The warmth of the water seemed to calm and relax me. Once I had finished in the shower I bandaged up my scars and got changed into dark blue jeans, a queen tshirt and a zip up brown hoodie. After getting changed, I strolled into the kitchen and grabbed my bag, which contained ciggerates and a lighter, a pocket knife, house and car keys and a purse. Everything for a trip out. I quickly put my black boots on, grabbed my phone and left the apartment, triple checking it's locked before leaving. 

The sky was a light blue and no clouds where seen. The sun shone brightly down, the weather was the opposite to what you where feeling. It was around about 2pm when I left in my car. There was a spot in the woods where the abandoned mental hospital sat. This was the last place I saw Lilith, but it was still a fun place to relax, despite the trauma lurking there. Only downside was that it was classed as trespassing becuase of  some film students went missing here, well something like that anyway. I had been driving for about 20 mins when I eventually switched to a radio station broadcasting the news.
"Breaking news, there has been another murder here in Tuscaloosa, the victims identity is still unknown. The only thing police have said is that the victim was found in there home hanging from the ceiling with there organs outside of there body."
I grimaced and switched channels. It started playing foo fighters which I tapped your fingers too. After about another 15 minutes I eventually made it to the car park outside Rosswood. As I started to grab my  bag, I noticed that there was only one other car in the car park. Considering the murders, I  wasn't surprised most people where staying home, but something about that car freaked me out. I shook of the feeling and switched the car off and opened the door. Stepping out of the car I stretched and popped my back, before turning around and locking the car. I began following the path to the middle of woods, before switching off the track towards the abandoned building. I could feel something watching my every move but I couldn't let it know I knew, so I kept walking at a steady pace. The trees eventually cleared and showed me the building. I eagerly jogged into the building looking around and started strolling through the corridors. I looked into every room, searching for anything.

B A N G

I jumped and let out a small shriek. It came from outside the building. I didn't want to know what it was, so I quickly pulled myself toghether and went towards then end of the corridor to an exit.
"I wouldn't go that way unless you want to be killed"
My body jumped at the electronic voice which caused the person to let out a low chuckle. Slowly I turned around. There stood a tall masculine man. He was wearing a yellow hoodie and dark jeans with boots, his face covered by a black mask with 2 red eyes and a red frowning smile. I looked at his hands and saw a metal pole. I stood, too scared to move incase he came for me.
"if you want to leave go out the other exit, so you can avoid my friends, but it's up to you if you want to die." I looked behind me to look for anything, to which frowny face tilted his head too. I let out a shakey breath and walked forward towards the other exit. But this meant I had to pass him.

When I was almost past him, he leapt. I screamed and jumped back missing him by an inch and dropping my bag. He growled and swung at me with the pole. It hit me in the side and I stumbled to the side. I tried to run but he grabbed a fist full of my hair and threw me backwards. I screamed and felt my hair ripping from it's scalp. I slide across the floor and crashed in a wall. He slowly walked towards me his feet causing the floor to shake a little. I stood up using the wall for support. I ran for him. Big mistake. He grabbed me by the throat and pinned me against the wall. I started struggling and clawing at his hand.
"You humans are always so trusting, it's actually pathetic"
I glared at him and choked out "Human yes, pathetic no." I smiled at him and kicked him where the sun don't shine. He let out a pained grunt and let go. I caught my breath looked at him for a second before breaking into a sprint. He shouted at me to get back, which made me run faster. I ran into the woods trying to find the dirt path to the car park.
"HEY, WHERE DO YOU THINK YOUR GOING BITCH." The voice was diffrent to frowny face.

B A N G

"AHHHHHHH" I screamed falling onto the ground. A bullet had loged itself into my leg and was bleeding profusely. I quickly took my hoodie off and tied it to my leg adding pressure. It was then I heard people talking. "Wh..what a "meow" fucking shot M..Masky"
"I told you not to run this way"
I snapped my neck towards the group and glared. There stood 3 masked men carrying bloody weapons. One was the frowny face, and I'm guessing the other 2 where his 'friends'. One had a bit of dad bod on him but you could tell he would snap your neck in a second. He wore black jeans and a red checked shirt with a brown leather jacket over the top and black boots. His mask was shiny white with black feminine features around the eyes and lips. His brown hair sticking out all over. The finale boy was tall, but compared to the other men he was average height. He wore a big brown hoodie with a blue hood and grey stripped sleeves. Blue pants which had a harness that held his twin hatchets and black hightop converse. On his face he wore bright orange goggles and a black and grey stripped face mask. His brown hair looking like a birds nest.

I stared at the masked men, with my leg throbbing I wouldn't make it very far. All 3 men looked at me with bloodlust. I tried standing up but failed and collapsed to the floor. The one with the white mask, who was named Masky by goggles, laughed at my failed attempt.
" what do you wanna do with them Hoodie" Masky wanted nothing more than to mutilate there body untill nothing was left but gore covering the ground.
"We..we should 'MEOW' kill them here and now...now so we c..c..can go home"
The boy cracked his neck as he spoke.

ᴰᵒ ᶦᵗ, ᵈᵒ ᶦᵗ ⁿᵒʷ ʸ/ⁿ

I clenched my fist and made eye contact with the goggled boy.

ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ, ᵃˡˡ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒ ᶦˢ ᵗʰᶦⁿᵏ ᴵᵗ

The voice pleaded with me, it's voice echoing in my head. The voice was soft and nice, like a warm hug from my nana, but I didnt want to do it.
The man in the white mask slowly walked towards me, his friends pole replacing his gun.
"Don't worry, I'll make it as painful as possible." He laughed at his own words.






F̸̢̙͓̲̼͗͗̚͝Ű̷̼̥͎͍̲̻̱̓͋ͅC̸̨͇̠̮͙̈͊̽K̵͔̱͈͐̽̑̈́̑͒͗͝Į̴̢̯̝̙̉͑̈N̵͓͔̬̱̘̙͖̍̑̓̓̇͋͆̇͌G̴̨̪̹̃͒́̈̉̑̚͝ͅ ̶̢̝̼͍̳̠̉̂̐D̴̯̙͉̲͇̺͐̿̄̃́͋̿O̴͖̩̥̹͐͊͊ ̷̤̯̭̝̱̠͚̓͂̓̕Ì̸̧̲̺̒̿̒̐͠T̵̡̫̲̺̻̗̔̅͗̍̍͛͋ ̶̤̩̳͑̈̾̎̒̓͠N̶͙̬͗͛̈́̄̈͝Ȍ̷͕̮͉͔̭̺͉̾̋̋̚͜W̵̎̏̇͌͗͑̅̚ͅ ̴̫̟͍͔̬̞̬͊͗̏̈́͠Y̸̨͉͚̘͖̫̽̋̃͜/̷̧͈̪̲̭͍͗N̵̛̖̮̑̓͋̾̑͂̓






The voice boomed in my head causing me to slam my eyes shut, cover my ears and scream in agony. The scream echoed through the woods. A force slammed into Masky and threw him back in a tree. Goggles and frowny face dropping there weapons and reaching for there ears, blood dripping from there nose's.

After a few seconds everything silenced. All that could be heard was the birds and the wind causing the bushes and tress to rustle. I opened my eyes and saw the men passed out on the forest floor. Blood was streaming from my eyes, nose and ears. I gagged and threw up my lunch next to me.

ᵀʰᵃⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ ᵐʸ ᵈᵉᵃʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶦⁿ ʳᵉᵗᵘʳⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ˡᵉᵍ ᶦˢ ʰᵉᵃˡᵉᵈ

I looked at my leg and undid the hoodie tied around my leg. The bullet had disappeared and the wound had healed into a scar. You smiled tears dripping down your face from pain and exhaustion.

"Thank you kozan" I closed my eyes and passed out.

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