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"You're sneaking out again? You know it's not a good idea to hop worlds." Your brother reminded you seriously, his yellow eyes staring into yours with suspicion.

"Only for a bit. But shh, don't tell anyone." You placed your finger on your lips and grinned; buzzing with excitement.

"Where are you going this time? I swear you and Layla are the worst when it comes to rules." He shook his head but didn't argue, used to you and your sister heading out.

You hesitated on whether to tell him or not, deciding to give it a shot. "Well usually I follow sis to Earth, but this time I want to go somewhere new. I want to visit...the dreamworld!" Your voice was laced with enthusiasm and your brother sighed.

"The dreams of mortals? Oh come on, (Y/n). You're risking your safety to visit dreams?" He huffed sternly.

"Whaaaaat? I'm curious to see what humans dream about. Besides, I'm more interested in scaring them. Maybe I could even kill a few!" You pulled on a cloak and wrapped a mask around your mouth so you wouldn't be recognised easily.

"Dammit (Y/n)...fine, just be careful. Open a portal quick, before anyone can sense it." Your brother ordered as he began to walk out the room, shaking his head again.

You giggled with glee; trying not to spread your wings. You were one of the stronger demons - a demoness with black leathery wings and intense speed. It's not like you ran all the time, you preferred to fly and dodge your opponents up in the sky. You loved wearing your black tank top and black booty shorts, along with your thick high heels. Your long (h/c) hair wafted around your revealing cleavage, your (e/c) eyes outlined in black eyeliner whilst you kept up a strong yet seductive appearance. You lived in the deep depths of hell, challenging lower demons and shaming them for their weaknesses.

Some people admired you and others hated you - mainly because you were half-demon and half-succubus. Down here, people didn't like mixed creatures. That's why most people kept their distance from you. And that's why you detested living in hell. You itched to explore - to see what was out there in the other worlds. Maybe you'd meet other demons, or even battle them! You couldn't bear staying in hell any longer. So you began making trips to random places and returning, working your way up to just escaping completely. Besides, you were really curious about this dreamworld place. What kind of things do humans dream about?

You created a portal and leapt through - the magic teleporting you to the realm of dreams. Where were you now? It looked like a normal human home. Oh no, had your magic somehow messed up? You didn't want to go to Earth! You were about to leave when you spotted a girl in a nightdress walking down the stairs; her face confused as well. She was in nightwear...was she dreaming? Oh, this was her dream! But what was she dreaming about? You perched on top of the wooden railing, looking down and watching her intently. What a boring thing to dream about, walking down some stairs. Jeez, what a waste of time.

You hopped down onto the first floor when she entered the kitchen, discreetly following her and trying to get some entertainment out of this trip. The girl stood there in fright, opposite a blonde-haired male. That must be her father. They talked for a bit and then he grew angry after she rejected his gross sexual advances - the girl terrified as he reached for his belt. It was only a nightmare, she should be able to handle it. Maybe she knew some karate or something. You leaned against the door and waited for some sort of action, disappointed when she just pushed past you in panic.

Once the girl had ran into the hallway, the scene around you two changed; the dream now showing a boiler room in an old factory. You jumped super high and landed on a broken machine, keeping out of sight as you hid in the shadows. Now this place looked interesting. Red and green smoke made it hard to see, the heat inside the factory being extremely hard to bear for the girl. You not so much...considering you were a demoness from hell. She jumped when a pipe burst, steam whooshing out and burning her. The girl cried out and held her arm close to her side, moving forwards in a wounded manner.

A dark laugh echoed around the factory, startling the girl and amusing you. Where did that laugh come from? Was that part of the dream? You couldn't wait to find out. A few minutes passed and suddenly a man stepped out from the shadows, screeching his fingernails against a metal railing and making a high-pitched scraping sound. Wait, those weren't fingernails, he was wearing a glove made of knives. Woah...cool. Wait, wait, wait...he wasn't human! He was a demon, you could sense it. What was a demon doing in a human's dream? Unless...Unless he was a human to begin with. You didn't understand, but you were awfully interested by this point.

The demon started to mess with her, teleporting to different places and twisting the environment around the girl - making her repeat the same twists and turns. He swiped at her with the glove and wounded her repeatedly; playing with his food and mocking her the whole time. You stifled several laughs whilst you watched, enjoying the show and even wanting to join in. You wanted to mess with humans too! This guy shouldn't have all the fun. So when they were both distracted interacting with one another, you dropped down behind the girl and crept closer - pulling out one of your favourite knives.

The psychotic male lunged towards the girl - ready kill her - but you stabbed her from behind, stunning both of them. Your knife went right through her chest, causing her to scream in agony and shake violently. The demon on the other hand, was incredibly shocked by what happened; his eyes catching sight of the weapon immediately. He growled and knocked the girl aside, hell-bent on discovering who had stole his kill. You giggled angelically and did another one of your high jumps - hopping from one machine to the next and speeding away. The demon was at a complete loss; your soft giggles turning into sadistic cackles.

You returned to your home in hell and rejoiced; you'd gotten a fresh kill! With a light laugh you licked the blood off your blade and sat on your bed, thinking about your visit. That guy probably got kills all the time, and besides, they don't belong to him. You could swoop in if you wanted. Those humans didn't have his name written all over them, now did they? Yeah! You smirked and shut your eyes, intending on having a short sleep. However your plans were interrupted when someone knocked on your door, a snarl slipping through your lips.

"What the fuck's the problem?" You spat out sassily, sitting up as they entered the room.

"Seth demands a rematch. Your father already said you would. Come on." The puny demon demanded and threateningly held his claws out.

"You for real? Fucking Seth, he's barely a good fighter. Getting beaten by a girl...it's hilarious." You complained.

"Doesn't matter. Now move it." He shortly replied, scowling when you purposely shoved past him. You were usually this bitchy, but fighting peasants was beneath you.

You soared through the sky and headed towards the battle arena, taking off the mask and watching it float towards the ground. The battle arena was a fun place, a place where you could either fight to the death or forfeit. Seeing Seth in the ring, you sighed and flew down, facing your opponent immediately. Seth was a giant beast with dragon-like wings and sharp claws, his tail like iron. He was grinning smugly, fangs out whilst he sauntered towards you. Why was he always so arrogant? You were much more powerful and you both knew that. With a roll of your eyes you gave him the middle finger, thinking back to the demon you saw in the dream. Wonder how powerful and strong that one was. Maybe you could ask him one day.

"Hey, half-breed. Ready to forfeit this time?" He stomped towards you menacingly, his smile cold and dark.

"Hey, beastie. Ready to face humiliation again, loser?" You called back and took off your cloak, spreading out your black bat-like wings.

"I'll have you licking my feet in forgiveness when we're done, filthy half-breed." Seth rumbled loudly - half of the audience applauding at his insult.

You glared as your cheeks reddened slightly, disliking the crowd. "Big words for a pussy. Bring it on, right now." You hissed out in defence, gesturing for him to come closer.

Seth swung his gigantic, furry fist at your face and you swiftly dodged - flying around him and kicking him from behind. Your kick sent him crashing towards the floor, but his tail flicked up and curled around your foot; throwing you across the entire stadium. People were cheering as you grew dazed, shaking your head in disbelief. When had he gotten so clever? Last time he had just thrown punches and fists - but this time, he was playing it smart. Getting to your feet, the giant beast was charging at you; causing you to roll to the side and dodge his oncoming attack. Not that smart after all. You grasped his foot and launched him into the air, snickering when he crashed through the ground.

Only a few crowd members cheered for you, but it's not like you cared. You didn't want to remain in hell anyway. You were sneaking out and scouting out places to live. Sure you'd miss your brother but there was nothing left for you here. Winning fights, getting penalised for your blood status and keeping your head high was boring. You wanted to be out there, and you didn't even care where "there" was anyway. You spotted someone familiar in the crowd, the burnt face and fedora making your eyes widened. It was that demon from the dream world! He wore a red-and-green striped sweater and brown pants, along with that knifed glove on his hand. What, did he follow you here?

A smug smirk was stitched across his face whilst he watched the battle, tapping his claws on the railing that separated the audience and the fighters. Seth struggled to get up, but managed it eventually - incredibly pissed about your good hit. Why was this demon watching you in particular? You hadn't seen him around hell before, what made you so special to watch? Seth threw himself at you and swung several powerful punches, losing energy whilst you ducked around each hit. Now was the time to strike...and you did. You kicked him where the sun don't shine and his body hit the opposite wall of the arena, several snarls coming from that side. Hah...didn't even need to use an actual weapon.

"Want to forfeit now? Stupid bitch." You shouted at him in pride; your wings flapping slightly.

"Half-breed! Half-breed! Half-breed! Off! Off! Off!" The crowd chanted cruelly - resorting to booing and bullying. That's when you understood; Seth hadn't fought you to win, he wanted to humiliate you by your heritage. With a deadly glare at the beast and the audience, you flew out of the arena and back home - the annoying demon servant following you.

"You haven't been declared the winner, (Y/n). Get back in the ring, girlie." He droned in an irritating tone, trying to swipe at your skin with his claws.

"Fuck off, I know that I won. Or do you want a piece of me too?" You roughly retorted, shoving him away from you in the sky before gliding towards your home.

"Bitch." The small demon snapped.

"Wimp." You muttered as you placed both feet on the ground. Your brother called your name from behind, making you scowl and toss your head to one side.

"Stop breaking so many rules, or you know father will have my head. You're too reckless, that's what your problem is." He lectured you in a low tone - his words breaking the lid on your temper.

"Reckless? You call standing my ground against stupid pure-bloods reckless? I will attack anything or anyone that mocks me, and you know that. So get the fuck away from me, before you regret it." You yelled in fury.

"Stop acting on raw emotion! You're going to get yourself killed!" Your brother shot back wildly, his golden eyes glowing with disgust.

"Whatever. Why would you understand? You're just a pure-blood, so go and insult me with them next time." You flounced into the house, running up to your room and snatching up another cloak.

You had different cloaks for different things, but you wanted to go into that dreamworld again - deciding it was better than here. You'd come home when things had died down. After placing another mask over your mouth, you opened a portal and jumped through - ignoring the sound of your brother's yells. Your home-world...it just wasn't for you. But this one was better...much better. You crept around the dreamworld and saw several humans, each armed with a gun. You didn't understand...why were armed men in a dream? They couldn't be dreaming at the same time, so how-...Of course. The demon. Whatever powers he had, he could bend reality and bring things into the dream.

For whatever reason he had for bringing randomly armed men into a dream, you were grateful - wanting a way to vent after today's troubles. So you savagely attacked them, using your speed to spring around and slit their throats whilst silently enjoying yourself. Blood had sprayed everywhere, their bullets too slow to catch your swift form. Corpses were littered around you; victory flowing through your veins as you slid your knife back into your pocket. This felt great. You tensed up when you heard a screeching metal sound, the same sound that guy had made before wanting to kill the girl. Shit, time to go. He must still be pissed.

You skipped through another portal and ended back in your bedroom, a content sigh leaving your lips. But when you turned around to close the portal, you locked eyes with the other demon - his green eyes gazing into yours with evil intent. Uh oh, yep...definitely mad. His frazzled face looked incredibly interested in you, his glove reaching to take off your mouth mask. No, you didn't want anyone to know about who you were. So you swiped at him with your knife, keeping your identity a secret as he vanished - a cruel chuckle reaching your ears after you closed the portal. That was...way too close. But...you still enjoyed his world more than your own.

Thus you kept returning to his world, stealing kills and repeatedly frustrating the demon. One time he managed to rip off your mask and see your whole face, but you really didn't mind. In fact, you found it amusing how hard he was trying. Oh yes...you could see that he wanted to figure out who you were, however that was never going to happen. You were too fast and he was too slow. One night he actually tried to fight you, slashing at you with those sharp claws and demanding you leave his kills alone. But you simply laughed and sent a knife flying at his chest, watching him deflect it with his knifed glove. He was useful though, especially when you picked up nifty little tricks.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?!" The demon hissed in anger, stalking towards you with his gloved hand outstretched.

"What do you mean?" You angelically replied; tilting your head like a little child.

"You need to stop getting in my way, or you're not going to like what happens." He casually warned as his anger died down, his cocky tone suddenly confusing you.

"Make me." You stuck your tongue out, having fun dominating the demon's domain.

"This is my world bitch. Now why don't you go back to being a half-breed?" The male smugly awaited your reaction - his words shocking you. H-How did he know? Of course, the battle arena bullshit.

He took your stunned state as a chance to attack, but you did one of your high jumps - hopping over and landing on the other side of him. "W-What did you call me, demon?!" A flare of fury flickered inside of you as you turned to face him again, glaring.

"Oh I think you know exactly what I said. Because I've been watching you, and I know who you are - little Miss (Y/n)." He grinned proudly, his eyes glinting with corrupted pleasure.

"Stalker." You snatched your knife off the ground and sliced at him in anger, annoyed when dodged the attack.

"You don't know anything about me. Well other than me being able to take your kills - which is relatively easy to do by the way." You smirked as you riled him up, slashing him across the face before deciding to leave.

"Get back here, bitch." He commanded.

"Never!" You whooped triumphantly - stepping through a portal. But what you didn't expect was for the demon to climb through the portal and follow you, tackling you to the floor with an arrogant grin. You faked a knife swipe and that gave you enough time to shove him off, staggering to a stand and glaring daggers at him.

"You are something else." The guy chuckled and shook his head, climbing to his feet too.

"Don't test me. Now who are you?" You inquired sharply - pointing your knife at him in an aggressive fashion.

"Ah, ah, ah, that would be telling, sweet-face." The burnt individual tapped his claws against his face with a fake-thoughtful expression, creepily smiling again a second later.

"Then why the fuck did you follow me? Your world's that way, asshole." You flicked your head to the side and waited for him to leave, irritated when he didn't.

"Because I'm warning you bitch; enter my world again and you won't make it back. The dreamworld's my territory." He spoke in a threatening tone, slashing at your wall to add to his dark demand.

"Well why can't I have what you have?! You're having all the fun whilst I'm...I'm stuck in this dismal dump! You're gonna have to fight me for it." You lashed out unhappily, craving the same entertainment he got to enjoy.

"I don't have to do anything. So don't go back or you'll regret it." The demon's voice turned cold and cruel - his words causing you to feel hurt.

"Fuck you. I'll do what I want." You sulkily murmured.

"Fuck me? That's funny, a lot of people seem to want that these days." He commented in amusement, his psychotic grin returning whilst he toyed with you a bit longer.

"That wasn't even funny." You picked at his words petulantly; trying to aggravate him. He only laughed and stepped towards the open-portal - deciding to leave at last.

"Seriously, what's your problem?" You baited him back, angry about the previous warning.

The male turned back around and your strong demeanour faltered slightly, his eyes gleaming with arrogance whilst he took a step closer to you. "You're my problem."

"W-Well you're my problem too! You're nothing but a selfish jerk!" You insulted him stubbornly.

"And you're nothing but a desperate whore." The demon smiled nastily, backing you up against the wall and acting smug.

"Tough words coming from a human demon." Your sharp-tongue bit back with force - not wanting to take any more of his shit.

"Feisty little girl, aren't you?" He cooed as he snatched your chin up, forcing you to look right at him.

"Try me. I'll cut your dick off and feed it to the weaker demons if you patronise me." You reached for your knife and went to take a swipe at him, but the male gripped your wrist - stopping you from attacking him.

"You've got a dirty mouth for someone so young." He marvelled.

"Someone so young?! I'm (y/a)!" You narrowed your eyes at him fiercely, causing another chuckle to come from the guy.

"You're awfully amusing, you know that?" The demon admitted with a grin; tightening his hold on you and making you drop the knife.

"And you're awfully arrogant for someone beneath me!" You bursted out as red covered your cheeks.

"Beneath you? Oh please, don't make me fucking laugh." He rolled his eyes and smirked, only adding to your anger. That's it.

You swung your right fist into his face, pleased when he stumbled back and hit your drawers. "Don't laugh too hard, or I'll punch you again."

"You little shit..." The fedora-wearing fuck groaned and let out a dark growl, back to being pissed off.

"Bastard." You retorted just as harshly - picking up your knife and moving to the edge of the room.

"For a half-succubus, you're incredibly bitchy." He grumbled as he held his knifed hand out.

"And for a demon, you're incredibly cocky. Now get out." You ordered curtly.

"Never enter my realm again." The demon stated with a poisonous glare.

"Don't threaten me then, old man." You bluntly replied, watching him step through.

You closed it immediately, enraged by the older demon's demands. Never go back? What the fuck was that about? He was acting like the dreamworld was his own personal playground. Well, now there was a new girl on the block - someone who wanted a piece of the playground too. You'd never seen a demon so defensive about their domain before - heck, you hadn't even seen a human-turned-demon until now. But his eyes...those evil emerald-like eyes...they were so expressive. And that smug smile...it was attractive but annoying at the same time. You actually wanted to punch the living daylights out of him. Yet there was something about him...something terribly alluring.

The next night you debated between going back or staying, hesitant about both choices. He told you to keep out - but it's not like he could stop you. The last few times he couldn't even injure you, your speed and grace giving you an easy victory. Yeah, why shouldn't you go back? What kind of punishment were you even going to receive? Hah, he couldn't catch you. So you prepared to hop worlds; leaving your cloak and mouth mask behind this time. Just as you were about to open a portal, a herd of guardian demons broke through your door - all of them angry. What the-? What the hell was going on here?

"Half-breed broke the battle arena rules!"
"Whip her!"
"Burn her!"
"Beat her!" They all chorused in unison, aiming their weapons at you. What the fuck was this?

"Shut up, all of you. Sis, we need to talk." Your brother pushed past all of them, his tone serious.

"No we don't. Everyone knew I won that fight! So why would I stick around?" You crossed your arms and leaned against the wall, annoyed.

"It's not just about breaking the battle arena rules, (Y/n). Father knows. He knows you've been sneaking out." Your brother informed you in a low voice.

"So?" You huffed.

"So he's moving you out of this house. We no longer share it. You're going back to the castle-"

"Are you fucking kidding me? No way! Let me guess, I'm going to the dungeons?" You curled your fists up and grew mad, glaring at all the demons in the room hatefully.

"No, you're not, thanks to me. You're going to confined to a room in the castle, and obey father's every command. That's the best I could do for you." Your brother responded as he sent you a regretful look.

"This is because I'm a half-breed, isn't it? Everyone in hell has always targeted me for that - father's just taking their side instead of mine!" You cried out in frustration, your wings flapping slightly due to agitation.

"(Y/n)-"

"Well y'know what? I don't need to live here anymore, I have a much better place to go! Fuck you guys!" You yelled.

"Get her!" The demons screamed out, witch-hunting you by the point.

"No, stop! I will handle this-" Your brother tried his best to gain control but the other demons rushed towards you - wanting a fight.

You opened up another portal and flew through; your black wings majestically spread out behind you as you entered the dreamworld. The other demons were too obedient to leave their precious hell - you closing the portal with a flick of your fingers a second after. Well, looks like you don't have a home anymore. It was you vs the other demon now. With a sigh you landed, hoping he wasn't around at the moment. You needed time alone. Peeking around one of the machines, you saw him chasing a girl - cornering her in the boiler room. Did you even have the heart to steal his kill again? Yeah, you weren't that far gone.

With a soft smile you flew up and soared in the girl's direction; wanting to tear your knife through her flesh and feel satisfaction. But she vanished from this reality, leaving you alone with the demon. Shit...was this some sort of trick? Did he plan to trap you? Uh oh... You centred yourself and tucked your wings in, feeling awkward as you placed your feet on the floor. His expression was one of triumph and hunger - like he was about to get revenge. You didn't have the energy to be cold-hearted like usual, lowering your gaze and staring at the ground in defeat. Your kind didn't want you near them, this demon didn't want you near him...no one wanted you. This was the worst kind of torture.

"Looks like the little lost sheep's wandered out of her pen." The demon's face was full of mocking intent, striking his knives against the railing and creating that screeching sound again.

"I got forced out, okay? Don't get all fired up." You let out a gusty sigh as you faced him; exhausted.

"Well, I warned you. What are you doing here, whore? Who said this was a safe haven for you?" He sent a piece of metal flying towards you - your adrenaline saving you whilst you swiftly dodged. How rude.

A surge of rage flickered inside you and you flung a broken pipe back, almost hitting him. "I don't need a warning and I don't need permission. If you want a fucking fight then just come out and say it." You growled out in defence.

"Fine. Time to die, little bitch." The demon leapt at you and tried to slit your throat, but you moved deftly to the side - stabbing him in the side and speeding away.

He made sharp crystals shoot up from the ground, causing you to almost stumble and fall; the crystals being tremendously hot. You accidentally hit your elbow against one and yelped in pain, a stinging sensation jolting up and down your arm. Speeding up, you climbed up some metal stairs and hurried across the factory - trying to think of a plan. He certainly wasn't pulling any punches this time around. The heated crystals grew from the walls too, intent on reaching you whilst you hurried to the factory doors. Crap...locked. You gave it your most powerful kick, but nothing worked.

"I watched you back at that battle arena, and I know exactly what kind of fight you'll put up. Which is why this ends here." You spun around and saw the cocky demon standing a few metres away, grinning.

"I wish you'd stop making your inferiority complex my problem." You sassily snapped, getting a bit of your spirit back.

"Is that what you think this is?" He eyed you with maliciousness - stalking towards you and cornering you against the metal doors.

He let out a wicked laugh as his gloved hand grew; lunging towards you like some kind of slinky arm. "Why else would you be so defensive about your realm? You're way too egotistical." You pushed his buttons whilst you jumped out of the way, slamming your knife through his hand and getting a sneaky hit in.

The demon snarled and retracted his hand, storming closer as he began slashing at you. You tried your best to avoid every hit, but your shoulder wasn't so lucky - his claw managing to scratch the surface of your skin and cause blood. He grinned at the sight of your wounded shoulder, intensifying his attacks and stressing you out. You had to do something...but what? Your knife was deflecting his metal blades; not being able to lash out due to defending yourself. Wait, your speed...surely you could use that to your advantage? With baited breath you did a high jump and gave yourself more time, landing and speeding towards him.

It threw him off and you started swinging your weapon at the demon - the impatient male now having to dodge. You faked the direction of your knife and instead dug it into his chest, awaiting some kind of agony to slide across his face. The burnt man only snickered and pulled it out, tossing your knife away as he enjoyed your shocked expression. W-What the hell-? Why...Why didn't that at least stun him? He must have impressive regeneration abilities. You began to use your fists, the fight turning deadly as it was your hands versus this guy's sharp metal claws. Eventually the demon twisted your arm and forced you to the floor - pinning you by your wrists.

"I win." He murmured into your ear mischievously; amused as he snapped his fingers.

Black vines shot out of the ground and curled around your hands and ankles, making it so he didn't have to focus on restraining you. "Release me. Now." You commanded in a stressed-out tone, writhing in desperation.

"Oh I don't think so, no no no... You've got a lot to answer for, little Miss (Y/n)~" The demon cooed cunningly - his voice soft yet sadistic.

He really was dangerous; a tremendously talented demon. He could heal a fatal wound in seconds...could manipulate the realm to his will...he could even twist his body parts and change his powers. Just who were you dealing with? This goes way beyond a tough individual...he was like some kind of god. You were stubborn, but you weren't stupid. There was no way of winning this right now. You stopped squirming and relaxed your stance, flinching a little when you felt his blades caress your cheek - leaving a trail of cuts in its wake. W-Was he messing with you before finishing you off? What a pain.

"I am god. I am eternal. And I am your master now." He chuckled cockily.

"I don't even know who you are - so you're no master of mine." You defiantly turned your head to the side, hating it as he snatched your chin and turned your gaze back to him.

"Freddy Krueger, doll." He lazily drawled, introducing himself in an arrogant fashion.

"So what's the story behind you? You're a human-turned-demon, right? What's up with that?" You tried to distract him from finishing you off, your curiosity peaking after you asked.

"Oh no, you don't get to distract me. You're not getting off the hook that easily, kitten." Freddy's green orbs gleamed with amusement - especially as he watched you freeze up. H-How did he-?

"How? Keep up sweets, it's not that hard to piece together." His smile widened and you came to the conclusion that telepathy was somewhat involved.

"Got it at last. You're not that quick, are you?" The demon jeered a little, his gloved hand sliding down your side.

"I don't understand...how can you have so much power? Demons don't have multiple talents...-and human demons are even weaker." You responded in bewilderment.

"Because they promised me that." Freddy dug his blades into your thigh and you let out a soft hiss - stinging pain flickering throughout your leg.

"They? Who are-?"

"The dream people. The ones that gave me this job." He spoke in a laid-back manner; dragging his knives down your skin as he enjoyed the blood.

"The dream demons are nothing but myth." You groaned in pain, trying not to squirm.

"I don't believe you." The smug male whispered into your ear sweetly - his teeth grazing your earlobe.

You shot him an irritated glare, wondering why he wouldn't just finish you off. "Why haven't you killed me yet? Didn't think you were this slow." You taunted him a tad bit - wanting to get the last word in before your death.

"Your arrogance is almost impressive. Too bad it won't save you." Freddy licked your blood off his blades whilst his grin deepened.

"I'm not expecting to be saved. So if you want to torture me, go right ahead." You spoke breezily.

He watched you shut your eyes and grew annoyed, seizing your hair and yanking your head up. "Don't mess with me demoness, because I'll win. I always win."

"Are you winning now, Mr Krueger? Because I don't think you are." Your dry tone and feisty spirit had fully returned, so you spent your last moments mocking him.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" The demon was frustrated and you enjoyed it - the table being twisted in your favour.

"You tell me." You threw him a saucy smirk as he let go of your hair, clearly bemused.

"I'm going to enjoy ripping your insides out." He tried his best to shed some fear into your heart; a sly smile spreading across his face.

You leaned closer to him and let out a soft chuckle, amused. "Do it then."

You stared into his glittering green eyes with seductive intent; both of you being stubborn. He gazed back, his grin switching to a more bad-boyish style. It was a good thing you were a masochist underneath your tough persona, because being restrained and having the demon on top of you was a devious turn on. To be honest, you didn't mind if he killed you right now - messing with a powerful god like him had been a real pleasure. To your surprise, the vines uncoiled and slid back under the ground, letting you free. But you still didn't move, a wide grin sliding across your features.

"You're not escaping." Freddy noted wryly.

"Well deduced." You wittily replied, grasping his shoulders and flashing a flirty look at the demon.

"Last chance, princess. Will you go crawling back to hell? Or would you prefer to be mine?" His voice was silky smooth, a hint of sadism slipping in whilst he ran his knives through your (h/c) hair.

"I don't know, does the second choice include seducing me further?" You fluttered your eyes and spoke against his chapped lips, flirting with the devilish male.

"You tell me." The demon repeated your response from earlier and smashed his lips against yours; your wings ruffling a little due to your excitement.

"Do I still have to leave your realm?" You teased whilst kissing, a bubbly giggle leaving your mouth.

"I said you'd never make it back." He pointed out in his raspy tone, chuckling.

"Guess that means I can stay." You mischievously spoke as he slashed through your tank top.

"I don't mind showing you a few...tricks." Freddy purred wickedly.

"Well this ain't my first rodeo." You flirtatiously retorted, letting him pull down your booty shorts and panties.

You kicked your high heels off and straddled his body, a gasp of pleasure coming from you whilst he felt up your boobs. His touches were rough and sexual, his mouth moving to your neck as he began giving you love bites. The demon even drew blood, but you were so pleasured that you didn't even notice - your legs going weak at his lustful actions. That whole night was hours of fun, the male making love to you and giving you as much pleasure as you wanted. It ended up with you panting and clinging to the back of his sweater, weak yet happy. The sexual bites and deep scratches on your body were like tattoos - you were going to showing them off proudly.

After the much-needed sex break, Freddy began teaching you about how the dreamworld worked - explaining how he controlled the environment and what methods he used to trap his victims. He made his rules clear; stay out his way when killing and stay in the shadows. He was selfish, but not too selfish. The demon did allow you to have a few kills every now and then, marvelling at your skill and enjoying the sight of you all bloody. One of the human teens tried to have his way with you once - in a drunken state - but a jealous and possessive Freddy clawed him to death in less than five minutes. Let's just say it made you feel tremendously special.

"Oh (Y/n)~" Your head snapped up as soon as you heard the obsessed purr, leaving the shadows.

You leapt into his arms and curled your wings around him - showing your affection subtly. "Loved the last kill you did. Missed you~" You murmured into his ear and hugged him tighter.

"How's my little girl doing?" He asked you obsessively, running his gloved hand through your hair like he always did. It was just his way of greeting you.

"She's surviving, like always." You responded quietly - enjoying the attention you received from the murderous male.

"Ready for daddy to teach you somethin' new?" Freddy grinned darkly, his sadism turning you on like always.

"Of course." You happily answered; your eyes lighting up whilst you followed him into the boiler room.

This was your new life, and boy, did you love it. Not just your fresh start, but you adored and admired Freddy Krueger with all of your heart.

Tried to make it as long as the Michael Myers One Shot, but I think I'm going to make One Shots 4-7k words long and leave it at that. Hope you enjoy! I don't really take requests (not because I don't want to, but because taking loads and loads of requests and making them at least 4k words would ruin me). Had fun making this, and as always, see you in the next one! -Cam😘