(better if read as female, or with a female oc)

The wind rustled the trees above your head as you held your rifle to your chest. Your boots crunched on the leafy, forest floor.
More rustling was heard apart from your, and your gun shot up to your shoulder.

You silently look around, and spot a small creature.
Thinking it was a bunny, you shoot, hitting right in the heart. But the noise it made, made you regret shooting it.
Instead of a squeak, like you were expecting, it was a yelp. A yelp, that of a dog. No, to high pitched. A puppy.

You immediately drop your gun, running over to the limp figure and tears well up in your eyes. "I-Im so sorry little one..." You whisper, holding it gently in your now bloodied hands. "What were you doing in the forest this early...?" You ask yourself, confused.

Looking around, you spot some smoke pillowing out of the trees, like it was coming from a chimney.
"Oh my God... You weren't alone..." You whisper, eyeing the almost invisible cabin.

You gulp, knowing the grave mistake you've just made.
You have heard rumors that a serial killer lived in a cabin, described such as the one you were staring at.

Setting the puppy down, you stand back up, and hurry back to your gun, but before you can pick it up, you hear a gunshot. And it wasn't from your gun.

You drop to your knees, a stinging pain now in your lower back, and blood starting to leak out.

You let out an ear splitting scream, lying down, face down, on the dirt floor. The cries of the owner were male, and he seemed devastated by what you had done.
Not too long after, you hear the crunching of leaves, and the soft crying that was coming from him.

You try to look up, but the pain in your back is too immense. If you don't get medical attention soon, you could be paralyzed from the waist down. Or worse, bleed out.

You hear the cocking of a rifle, but also hear the 'shing' of a knife being unsheathed. No more crying is heard, but something worse fills you ears.

Laughter.

Not joyful, but insane laughter.
"My dog... My dog will now be... Avenged." He spoke in a sick tone, almost like he was enjoying this. Which he was.

He flips you over with a quick kick, causing another yelp of pain through your tears.

"Please, please don't kill me..." You plead, sobbing. "It... It was only an accident... I will give you anything, I swear, just don't kill me."

"My dear..." He chuckled. "You signed the death contract once you walked into these woods." He said, his smile large and filled with insanity.

He glistened his knifes blade in the sunset, as if showing you the weapon that will take your life.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I will do anything... Anything I beg you." You still sob, your back and waist now damp with your crimson blood.
"I like it when they're scared... Their blood tastes... Bitter and better. The fear, coursing through their veins makes a delicacy." He spoke, no joy in his voice, yet, a smile still present on his face, and he was talking as if there were someone else the besides you.

He kneels down beside you, his knife, inches from your torso.
He points to your heart with it, and applies pressure, causing you to whimper.

"Haha, don't be afraid my dear, it won't be that bad." He says.

You struggle, trying to get away from him but he stops you.
Wrapping his gun strap around his shoulder, he begins to cut through your clothes, and to your skin.

You cry more, knowing this is your end.

He laughs, piercing your skin as you yelp, feeling your blood start to soak your clothes.

He then starts to stab harder, and starts to saw.
You cry loudly in pain, but you're miles away from civilization, so they're pointless.

You feel him cut through your skin, flesh, and start hitting the bone, and you thrash and squirm, causing it to hurt more.
Soon, you feel something crack, but you're in shock now and you have stopped moving, crying and making noises. Tears silently took down your cheeks and he finally reaches his 'prize'.

You catch the last glimpses of him before he speaks.

"I, Alastor, has had the great pleasure of working with you. I thank you for this wonderful feast I will have tonight!" He speaks maniacally, and before your brain shuts off for good, you see your heart.

He lifts it out of your chest and smiles widley before looking into your eyes, and taking a bite.

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There we go. I've finished my first request! Now, I can't tag here but I'll tag in the comments! :3
I hope you liked it!
Lol :)

Longer than I expected though!
826 words.