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Her hair fell into her face with one gust of the wind and she annoyedly whipped her head around to get it out of her eyes. Her arms were almost elbow deep in the generator she was working on, it was almost finished, he could tell by the look in her eyes, and the bead of sweat running down her head as she hurried to finish it's progress.

Danny sighed and pressed a finger to the tip of his blade as he watched on idly, sure he could rush forward and attempt to snatch you up, but where was the fun in that? And you'd already started to venture off as soon as you'd finished your generator, as a smart person would do.

Ooh you certainly were a slippery one. He'd heard complaints from the other killers many times before, that you'd always managed to get away just as the tip of their fingers brushed your hood. Danny had certainly become entised after hearing all of these five-star reviews, determined to be the one to catch the slippery survivor.

This round was one of hundreds, times before where you really lived up to your name as the slippery survivor and had given Danny the run around more times than he could count. He swore he was seeing you in his dreams.

Busying his mind elsewhere, he turned his eyes to Kate, easily one of the more high-spirited of the survivors, she was already previously injured from where she accidentally vaulted straight into him and allowed him a cheap shot. She was letting another survivor heal her, he couldn't tell who, since their back was turned and their hood was up.

An easy kill, he figured, if he could stop her from getting back to full health that was. With a malicious grin behind the mask, Danny started his pursuit, weaving through the obstacles that blocked his way to his next sacrifice.

Kate tapped your arm feverishly, spotting a glint of a white mask rapidly approaching as her heart began to race, "Babe, I think it's time to go.."

You grabbed Kate with an apology as soon as you heard the footsteps reach your position, using your arms and feet to throw her her over the generator, yelling at her to run as you did the same.

Your act of kindness gave you less of a head start than usual, but you couldn't help but have a soft spot for Kate, always looking over her shoulder for her. Your train of thought was disturbed when you had to slide over a fallen pallet to avoid a swipe from Ghostface, almost tempted to blow a raspberry at him.

You were well aware of your reputation around killers, they all made bets about who can catch you first, but none of them seemed so enthusiastic apart from Ghostface. He was oddly engaged in this bet.

"You're slacking, Toastface!" You chortled, looking over your shoulder to see the killer starting to slow. But once you laid your eyes on him, it seemed he was rejuvenated with newfound energy.

You skidded to the side to avoid another narrow swipe of his blade, that one would have really hurt, you were lucky, like always. Although a sudden sense of dread crept up your spine and allowed your cockiness to stumble for a sweet second.

You shook your head, your grin reappearing as you readied to turn the corner, but instead you stood on the handle of something hard, causing you to crash unceremoniously to the ground with a strangled grunt.

Your eyes shot to the thing that had fucked up your winning streak of escaping, it was the handle of a knife that you had stepped on. Had he..thrown his knife to purposely trip you?

You scrabbled to sit up against a wall, one of your knees raised cautiously as The Ghostface grew closer and closer. You could feel his breath hitting the inside of the mask hotly, man he was so close, dangerously so.

"You've..gotten better at this." You tilted your head with an impish grin, balking upon hearing the admittedly attractive chuckle that escaped Danny's lips from behind the mask.

A gasp ripped itself from your throat as his knife embedded itself into the wood just above your right shoulder, "Stay still for me sweets, I can't wait to shove this in Macmillan's fat face."

You wondered what he meant for a second before he pulled out the camera from his pocket, lifting the mask just above his lips to plant a kiss on your face and snap a picture. You caught a glimpse of yourself on the camera, face scrunched in surprise and embarrassment.

"You got me too hot n bothered to let ya go now, sweets." He purred, the hairs on your neck standing to attention almost instantly as his hot breath washed over the skin in an equally pleasant and unpleasant way. Danny's gloved hand trailing up your thigh with suggestive intent.

You grinned, catching him off guard for a split second before he realised he had given you room to raise your foot to his chest and kick him off of you.You wasted no time in straddling the stunned Ghostface, leaning down to plant a suave kiss on the cheek of his mask.

As you stood up and began to head for the opening exit, you called out to the killer, "Better luck next time baby!"

Ghostface huffed a growl as he saw your form vanish through the exit, but not before he could fondly admire the smudged lipstick mark on his mask that you had left him with.