Them.( Identity fraud x reader) [SOMEWHAT RETURNING]

I like how you look..

Reader is any gender, Fraud will be male in this (because it's a male person's body they use ATM)
The location isn't in the maze
TW: Yandere, Stalking???? And badass Y/N? ???

You can't shake the feeling that you're being watched. It's a sensation that's been haunting you for weeks now, ever since you noticed little things out of place in your apartment. A book moved from its usual spot, your clothes shifted slightly in your closet. At first, you chalked it up to your imagination, but as the days went on, the unsettling feeling grew stronger.

One evening, as you're getting ready for bed, you catch a glimpse of movement in the mirror. You turn quickly, heart pounding, but see nothing out of the ordinary. Shaking your head, you tell yourself it's just your nerves. You climb into bed and try to calm your racing thoughts.

Just as you're about to drift off, a noise from the living room startles you awake. It's a soft, almost imperceptible sound, like someone trying to move quietly. You sit up, straining to hear. The noise comes again, a faint rustle.

You slip out of bed and tiptoe to the door, peeking out into the darkened hallway. The living room is bathed in the soft glow of the streetlights outside. You hold your breath, listening intently. Suddenly, a shadow shifts in the corner of the room.

"Who's there?" you call out, your voice trembling.

The shadow moves closer, and you see a figure emerging from the darkness. It's a man, but there's something off about him. His eyes gleam unnaturally in the dim light, and his movements are strangely fluid, almost predatory.

"Y/N," he says softly, his voice sending chills down your spine. "I've been waiting for this moment."

You step back, your mind racing. "Who are you? What do you want?"

He smiles, a cold, calculating smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "I'm not who you think I am. I'm something much more...interesting."

You realize with a sinking feeling that this isn't a normal intruder. His face contorted in a way that no normal person would have been able to do. This man, or whatever he is, has been watching you, studying you. And now, he's here.

"Stay away from me," you warn, your voice stern, shaking.

He takes another step closer, his gaze locked onto yours. "Oh, Y/N, you can't escape me. I've been watching you for so long. I've learned everything about you. I like the way you look."

Your heart pounds in your chest as you back away, desperate to find a way out. But deep down, you know that escaping this monster won't be easy.

He's not just a stalker. He's something far worse..
a skin snatcher, obsessed with you in a way that defies comprehension. And he won't stop until he has what he wants.

"Look, I don't know who you are. Or what you are, but I'm not afraid to fight you with my bare hands if I have to. " you  place both of your fists up as you stance changed to a fighting one.

The monster only chuckled, a fraud.

--- (change of POV)

As the Fraud advances, Y/N's fear transforms into fierce determination. With adrenaline coursing through their veins, Y/N scans the room for anything that could be used as a deterrent. Their eyes settle on a heavy lamp on the nearby table.

Without hesitation, Y/N lunges for the lamp, swinging it with all their might. The skin snatcher dodges agilely, his movements unnaturally fluid. Y/N grits their teeth, refusing to give in to the paralyzing fear.

"You won't get away with this!" Y/N shouts, their voice trembling with both fear and resolve.

The skin snatcher laughs, a chilling sound that echoes through the room. "Oh, but I already have everything I need," he sneers, his eyes fixed on Y/N with an unsettling intensity.

Y/N backs away, their mind racing. They need a plan, something to turn the tables on this relentless predator. Spotting a decorative vase on a nearby shelf, Y/N grabs it and hurls it towards the snatcher. He dodges again, but this distraction buys Y/N precious seconds to think.

In a sudden burst of inspiration, Y/N remembers the kitchen. They sprint towards it, their pulse thundering in their ears. The snatcher gives chase, his unearthly speed almost matching Y/N's desperate sprint.

Reaching the kitchen, Y/N grabs a knife from the countertop. They turn to face the snatcher, their hands trembling but their resolve steely. "Stay back!" Y/N shouts, brandishing the knife defensively.

The skin snatcher pauses, his eyes narrowing as he assesses the situation. He circles slowly, like a predator stalking its prey. Y/N holds their ground, their grip on the knife tightening.

With a sudden burst of speed, the snatcher lunges forward. Y/N reacts instinctively, slashing out with the knife. It connects with a quick swipe, and the snatcher recoils with a pained hiss.

For a moment, the room is filled with tense silence. The snatcher stares at Y/N, disbelief mingling with rage in his eyes. He retreats into the darkness, his form flickering like a dying flame. His eyes lock onto Y/N's with a mixture of hatred yet intrigue

Y/N stands there, breathing heavily, their hands shaking. The weight of what just transpired settles in, but so does a sense of relief. They had faced a nightmare incarnate and managed to fend him off.

As Y/N drops the knife, their eyes drift to the window, where the first rays of dawn are breaking through the darkness. They know this battle might not be the last, but in this moment, they savor the hard-won victory. The mist, the fraud watches on.

"Soon Y/N, next time. I'll be taking you with me."

(YAYYYYY)