2p!America x 2p!Reader
Have a favorite thing ready for an insignia and a town name.
Third person Pov
It had been a few weeks since Al, and his family moved here. Long story short, they were a family of killers. But when they moved from their old town, to keep the cops guessing, another damn killer pops up in the new town! None of them had killed in a while because all the people were scared shitless of this killer. He even got his own name, 'The Shadow of (town name)'. If you saw him, you died; end of story. But right now, everyone was so terrified that they never left the house! And if they did, he always got to them first. You always knew by the (favorite something) insignia left on the bodies. He was amazingly strong, and profiled to be in his late 20's because of the mess he liked to make. He had no specific weapon, or M.O. he killed with anything, and wore gloves. He was basically, a shadow… the f.a.c.e. household was all cranky from the lack of blood being spilled, and getting on each other's nerves again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Al's Pov~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am so sick of it! I am going to find that damn shadow guy, or a person to kill if it takes all night! Spring break ended tonight, and the number of people out this late when it's dark will go down even further! Damn! It was already five in the fucking morning! A small almost soundless scream echoed out of an ally. But my ears were sharp enough to hear it. It was time to show that bastard who the deadliest killer in the world was! But, when I turned the corner into the ally; there was only a body, beyond destroyed by some blunt force object, lying there with that same insignia. I decided to go back home, and get some sleep; no one else would be out tonight.
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I go to school the next day, forced by Oliver. Bla bla bla, shit happened. 'The next class is French, great' I though sarcastically. I enter the room and look for a seat. Finally finding one in the second row behind a girl with (length and color) hair, reading Beloved by Toni Morrison; well that's a really violent book, interesting. She would have been fun to rape n' kill, but there would be no way I could get her to go outside with the killer on the loose. But, I might be able to get her to come over. I was about to lean forward and say something but a dumbass jock stumbled in.
"Hey babe, let's skip!" he said.
"No." she answered not looking up from the book.
"C'mon _!" He grabbed her wrist and pulled her up from the seat. Her book fell to the floor. She was on her feet, being hugged against him, but before you could even see what happened, his body was flipped over her head; the only thing keeping him from flying off somewhere was her hand firmly around his wrist. Then, she let go. His bulky body soared across the room, almost hitting an old school black board that no one ever used. She turned around and bent down to pick up her book.
"Damn bastard made me lose my page." she muttered. Intrigued by this random girl, I picked it up first. Even though I already read it, I started skimming through it. She looked up and stood, so she was taller than I, who was sitting down. She cleared her throat, and I lowered the book some. She stood there, staring at me with big (e/c) eyes. "My book." She said sharply.
"Not any more~" I sang. Her eyes changed to a silver color and looked like they glowed. "They change, interesting." I said cocking my head to one side.
"With my emotions." She said.
"So what color is fear?" I asked standing up. She shrugged.
"I wouldn't know, I'm never afraid." I lift up my glasses exposing the intimidating pair of red orbs. She raises an eyebrow and her eyes turn to an uninterested purple. I flip through the pages again, until on the inside of the front cover I see
Property of: then in blood red pen, the insignia of the 'shadow of (town name)'. I smirk and hand her back the book.
"It's a good book," I say,
"Yeah, I know. You got a name?"
"Al, and should I call you _ or shadow?" I say with a smirk. Her eyes lose any amusement that danced in them, and they turned a deadly red. "No need to go all psycho killer, doll. But my family just moved in to town and we would like to have some people left to kill if you don't mind." Her eyes switched to an amused pink.
"If you guys can keep up, then why don't you just come with?" she smirked. I instantly smiled and nodded,
"I'm sure we can more than keep up doll face." she smiled and walked out of class motioning for me to come too. We decided to pick up Mat and head home so she can meet the rest of the group.