Deaths Embrace(dbdxreader/reader Insert)

The border. 3

(Y/n)-your name
(H/l)-hair length
(H/c)-hair color
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I felt like i was walking forever. My legs hurt, so i found a rather large tree and sat down beside it. Leaning back, I looked up at the sky. The moon was a bright golden color, it lit up the area around me. The stars were beautiful, just like back home.

A tear rolled down my cheek. Lost in thought, I didn't hear someone approaching.

"Hello there." I heard someone speak, which woke me from my thoughts. I looked around trying to pinpoint who spoke. Unable to locate who it was,
I stood up looking around even more.

"You're new here, aren't you?"
I heard the voice again. This time, i found who it came from. A male a little taller than me stood a few feet away from me.

"I am. Who are you?" Mostly curious, because he looked human, but he wore a mask over his face and held a blade in his hand.

"Oh? And why should i tell you?" He spoke with a teasing tone.

"Well i mean my names (y/n)."
I said while staring into the holes of his mask. Seeing the red glow from his eyes.

"Frank. That's my name."
He tilted his head.

"Aren't you afraid?" His voice was slightly lower than before.

"No, am i suppose to be?"
I tilted my head in confusion. I ran my hand through my
(h/l), (h/c) hair. He just stared at me for a few seconds quietly.

"Anyways what brings you this far out?" He asked.
Ignoring my question.

"I just wanted to get away for a bit." I looked down at the ground.

I walked towards him and reached out towards him.
My hand was stopped short by an invisible wall.

Didn't Claudette say something about a border? Yes, a border between us and the killers. So this man is one of the killers?

My eyes widened as i slowly backed away from the border. Its not that i was afraid, I was just surprised. He didn't seem so bad for being a 'killer'.

He chuckled, seeing my realisation.

 "Yes, im a killer, dont worry i cant hurt you here. Only in matches." I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Well im going to head back to camp now. Maybe I'll come back here later."
I smiled softly. I should be afraid of him, but im not. Why? I dont know.

I turned around and walk back the way i came from.
Maybe i should get some sleep when i get back, then the black smoke engulfed me once again.

Oh no, not this again.

When i could see again, it was different than last time. I was inside of a strange building, i wasnt sure where i was.
Outside of the building was like before trees and rocks everywhere. I could see ruins of what im guessing were buildings at one point scattered around the visible area.

I decided to stop wasting my time sight seeing and started looking for a generator. While i was working on it, i heard screams in the distance.

The same questions popped up in my head again.
Why am i here? Is it to suffer?
I dont think i did bad things in my past. Am i here because i didn't stop them from doing those things to me? No, that doesn't make sense. Why would i be in hell for something i didn't do.

While lost in thought, i finished the generator and started walking away to look for a new one, but i stopped. Eyes locked onto the man that now stood in front of me. He stared right back, not moving an inch.

"We really need to stop running into each other like this." He laughed, a teasing tone to his words.

I was frozen, stuck staring at him as he slowly started walking forward. All of a sudden, someone grabbed my hand and pulled me away.
We were running as fast as possible.

"Are you stupid, or just trying to die!?" I stared at the woman who pulled me away from Frank. It was Meg, she looked worried but angry.

"I-Im sorry, i was just-" she cut me off before i could finish.

"That doesnt matter just next time run." She slightly smiled as i nodded my head, we then quietly walked together till we found a generator and started working on it.

After what seemed like forever all five generators were finished, but two people were dead. The moment we found an exit gate she pulled the lever to start opening

"Aw, leaving so soon (y/n)?~"
Frank cooed, how did I not hear a heartbeat? Meg looked as shocked as me. I turned around and looked at the man who was here to kill us.

"(Y/n) run!" Meg yelled as the exit opened. I was frozen once again, staring into his eyes. He slowly walked towards me,
in response, I took small, trembling steps back.

"Aren't you going to run?" Sadistic curiousity lacing his words. He reached me and grabbed my chin, holding the knife to my stomach.

I was to afraid to speak, Meg was already gone. I was here with him alone.

"You know, you're kinda cute.
It would be a shame for you to die." He chuckled and stabbed me in the stomach. I turned and ran, holding my stomach so i wouldn't lose to much blood.

I made it out the exit, and the darkness surrounded me once again. I was relieved to be back at camp. Meg came running over to me as the smoke dissipated.

"Why didn't you run when i said to?!"

"What happened?!?" She was angry, but noticeably worried as well.

 "I survived, i was just scared.
I couldn't move..." I decided to not mention anything else that happened. She smiled, obviously glad i survived.
I walked to a sleeping bag,
not caring whose it was.
I plopped down and instantly fell asleep.

My memories circled in my mind, both good and bad. Why did this happen to me?