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You had met Christian at a young age. He had killed your parents, he was going to kill you too… but you were just a kid. So instead, he spared you, hid the truth from you, and took you in. You lived with him, Zeyn, and Micah. You had become close with everyone else in the friend group and maybe even saw them as family.

One night, Christian was gone, he had been gone for a couple hours now. You had known about his murderous tendencies, so you decided to go look for him.

When you find him, he’s in a warehouse, at least 20 dead bodies around. He has his signature smirk, blood splatter on his clothes and across his face, a bloody chainsaw in his hands. He finally turns to you and his smirk immediately is replaced with a look of concern and slight panic. He takes a step toward you, holding out a shaky, bloody hand.

“Baby I-“

He’s cut off by the sound of a siren, followed by the sound of the warehouse door being kicked open. There stood a man with half grey- half black hair, wearing a police uniform, his gun held out, the gold name tag “E. Collin’s” on the front of his shirt shining in the dim lighting. He looks around at the bodies and blood, his eyes widening before a sigh escapes his mouth, his grip on his gun tightening.

“What did you do this time, Dean? And who exactly is the kid? Another innocent victim?”

Christian pulls you behind him and keeps a hand on your shoulder, a protective look on his face, a stark contrast to his usual smirk.