(This is going to be a bit rapey at first but it will be consentual, so don't panic.
You have been warned.)
You had been stalking your target for about two days now and decided tonight you would make your move. You patted your side to make sure you had your favorite military grade combat knife. His name is Geovani, but that's beside the point, you pull him out and move in. You creep into the house through the window and tiptoe through the house , scouting the area.
You only wanted one of them, the son. You knew he slept in the second bedroom on the left. You knew his door creaked lightly when you pushed through. You knew his parents wouldn't find him till the morning.
What you didn't know was he was another person's target, You didn't know he was a Markiplier fan and you didn't know Darkiplier was real.
Yet here he stood before you, the boys severed head held in his hand, his face splattered with blood and his eyes glowing red.
As soon as you pushed through the door and got a l...