lemme cook for a sec
a reader that's basically Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
Survivor by day, Killer by night.
Jekyll! Reader is short, scrawny, kind, and shy.
Hyde! Reader is the exact opposite, tall, muscular, sadistic, and confident.
imagine a Killer thinking Reader is an easy target at first but when the sun goes down, the real fun begins!
- @scratchingcatfics658
Hyde!reader was impressive powerful and domineering. Survivors cowering in your meer presence as you get kill after kill. Chains, bindings, and harnesses hug tightly to your form as you moved with unusual grace afforded to your large form. Yet there was something the killers could not place. You were unusually withdrawn, your personality drawing many of them in as you laughed and joked the night away, but you were gone by daylight no where to be found.
Ghostface was the first to notice, he had been too curious about their newest survivor/killer pairing. He had never seen them together which wasn't unusual, but the aggression and sadistic nature Hyde!reader showed it would only make sense that you would hate your survivor like any other killer.
He had seen you leave in the middle of the morning before the sun's early rays, you stumbling around like a drunk as you walked into the fog towards the campfire. Were you trying to get an early morning trial? No, he watched as you collapsed falling into a hole at the base of a tree. Shaking his head GhostFace moved to pull you out, the first rays of morning lightening the fog as instead he sees Jekyll!Reader staring back at him looking embarrassed about something. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" His modulated voice cooed.
You stood up brushing off your clothes. Ghostface had never noticed before, but your clothes are exactly like Hyde!Readers minus the chains and bindings and even then it hung loosely on you as if you had forgotten what would actually fit. You did not talk, but your body language was closed off and timid. Exactly what Jekyll!reader was like in the trials. "I have no control," you finally spoke up, words coming out harsh, but sheepish. "don't tell the others. They wouldn't trust me if they knew."
Smiling brightly The GhostFace moved in caging you against the tree. "I'll keep your little secret, if you let me try both sides." He whispers against your ear. Chuckling as he felt your breath hitch and body shiver. You swallowed thickly looking up, you had gotten caught and had no real escape so you nodded your head in agreement. In this moment you both hated having your other half and not having them in control to take care of the situation for you.