Hello there!
This is a one-shot that breaks off from my main story, My One, My Only.
(I would recommend reading that before reading this.)
This is what would happen if Info-chan went back to the basement. Have fun, my little yanderes!
Info-chan pov
I wanted to get back at Osana. She just attacked me for no reason! So, in the middle of the night (again), I snuck into the household and went down the basement, holding a knife of my own. I gritted my teeth and squeezed the handle. I could beat her. I could beat her…
I went down the basement. I turned the light on. But Osana was already awake. She looked at me, also holding a knife. She smiled.
"Now that Master isn't here to stop us, we can have some fun." She said, smiling. I gulped. Before I could move, she attacked me, grabbing my leg and dragging me down the stairs. I growled and lashed at her with the knife, but she dodged with skill and used her knife to cut my arm.
"You can do better that that!" She laughed, jumping back. Osana smiled and licked my blood off of her knife. I gaged.
"C-come on…" I said, standing a holding the knife out. Osana dove at me, missing my head by inches but managing to plunge the knife into my shoulder. I cried out and stabbed her leg. She seemed to not even notice as she pinned me to the ground. She pulled the knife out of her leg and stabbed it into my other shoulder. I was crying by this point.
"You shouldn't have come back." She whispered in my ear, just before I blacked out.
I woke up tied to a chair. Midori was gone. I looked around.
"Hello there." A voice said. I looked up to see Ayano, Osana standing behind her. I remembered what happened and realized the pain in my shoulders. I cried out and wiggled around.
"No, no little girl." Ayano said.
"I'm your new teacher." And then, she pulled out a knife.
I know, I know, its short. Too bad.
If you want me to continue this, with like torture or something, let me know!
- Silver