A Yandere Nightmare, In Night City!

[WARNING: This story contains very-disturbing content! Mostly Blind Author here, so errors WILL be made.]

(A/N In this story, the Protagonist Tim Smith will think in his heart at times, and a few select individuals can hear his thoughts without his actual voice. These thoughts will be written like this... [Inner Voice from Psionic Powers.] I hope this helps.)

Chapter 1: Killed by a Fictional Yandere! by Harem-Fan

     Tim Smith, that is my name in this life. Well I think this second life will end in about 10 minutes or less, sigh...

    SCRAAAAAAAATCH!!! While I am hiding in this smelly locker, I hear Ann's switchblade scraping across all of the locker doors.

     The twisted Loli I fear to my core, has been calmly walking around the mens changing room, making my already tense nerves tighter. She then says in a playful tone.

     "Tim, Tim, Tim... I am soooo disappointed that on the first day of school, you started to fear your childhood friend. Why are you just prolonging our little talk? I will not bite you my, Timmy~♪... fufu."

     Ring Ring Ring... All of a sudden, my smartphone in my coat started to ring, and when I tried to swipe the phone to voicemail, the number said the caller was Ann Evergreen... FUCK!

     "Tsk Tsk Tsk... How many horror movies have you, me, and my brother watched together? You should always put your phone on silent when you're hiding to avoid a slow painful death. Oh, I forgot, you just lost all of your memories of the 3 of us, that sucks."

     Step Step Step... Her feet stop in front of the locker I have been trapped in, and she was in no hurry to open it. Tap Tap... While she taps the locker-door, she says to me.

     "72 times, Tim... I will stab you a total of 72 times, once... for each time you asked me that question... Nevermind, you have forgotten all about your questions to me now? My feelings are hurt, sniff... So do you have any last words you want to say to your childhood friend?"

     Click... Pop! The locker door has finally been opened, and Ann is emotionlessly looking into my eyes with her blue eyes. She points her switchblade to my neck and slowly drags it downward to the base of my crotch. Ann then playfully grins at my sweaty face.

     Gulp! So I put on a very ugly smile, and think to myself...

     [I really must have been very drunk when I made your personality, sigh. I should have just made you love me and be the most loyal girlfriend, instead of a psycho yandere... Well, if I find out that I was dreaming and wake up again, I will rewrite this stupid novel, and make this sexy Loli a sweet lover...]

     Looking down into her eyes, I do the only thing a saine victim can do in my predicament...

     "Boss, amazing and beautiful Ann... instead of killing me and possibly making Dan hate you for killing his best friend, let me help you capture his love?!"

     Ann squinted her hunters eyes, and then covered her mouth with her left hand, and giggled at my foolish innocence. She then sneered and began to cut the top button of my dress shirt.

     She then pointed her blade under the glasses of the lens of my left eye, and then said.

     "Your last words were super-pathetic... Now I want to stab you even more..."

     As she puts on a sexy smile, I think about all the shit that happened today up until this moment...

-

     A Planet called Earth... 9:22 pm, Dallas, Texas in the USA...

     On the 20th floor of the Scribble Publishing Book Company, Amanda Jenkins sits behind her desk as I am sitting in front of it. She smiled at me and said.

     "Happy 33rd birthday JR! It has been a long 12 years of our friendship. Sorry the last 2 years have been so tough for you."

     I take a drag of my cigarette and then take a sip of my Jack and Coke. I then smiled at my publisher, an attractive black woman that I befriended in University, and told her.

     "No need to pity me, I caused it all. After 2 years, I cannot get over my wife and lover killing each other, sigh. My last book was made in a drunken haze, and I admit, it was pure trash. I do not blame you for pulling it off the shelf just at launch. Just look at those numbers on the screen, sigh."

     I look at the terrible results of my 4 books. The yandere novel, Night City was really a huge disappointment to the loyal readers that loved my first 3 works.

     JR Smith's Books in order...

• [Harem-Fan's Erotic Adventures!] 4-star first novel.
• [Lover Collector!] 5-star and highly rated.
• [Passion in the Magical World!] 4.5-star third harem franchise.
• [Night City!] 1.5-star and highly toxic bomb.

     My publisher friend drank her whisky, and pointed out what killed me the most...

     "Out of the main 5 Heroins, you killed 3 out of 5 of them. Not a single Side-Heroine survived the murder spree. You even killed the Main Character Dan Evergreen, just to make the 2 last Heroins have a tragic ending. JR, you put all of your real life pain into your work and it hurts your fans' hearts. In your first 3 works, it was all happy endings, and that is what your loyal fans wanted."

     As I put the next smoke in my lips, she lit it for me, then continued...

     "Because only a few preorder-fans got the book, it is still possible for you to rewrite Night City. At least save the 5 main love interests, even if the MC dies. Maybe leave them with his children or something? Otherwise, this will be your last book with us. What do you say JR?"

     I look out at the lit-up city outside the office window, and blow out a smoke ring. I put on a sad smile and tell her.

     "Night City is where I buried my broken heart, and I think I cannot write a happy ending anymore. I think I will just call it quits. I feel that I let down all of my Characters, and rewriting it is impossible. I will just ride off into the sunset. Thanks for all of your suport over the years. Tell Jim your husband I said hello, I need to get home to my dog Tim, bye."

-

     As I walked out into the empty lobby of the 20th floor, I caught a woman in an all black dress walking into the stairwell. I can see that the elevator has an out of order sign on it, and just figure I will walk down the stairs like the woman.

     Zap Zap Zap! Just after I entered the stairwell, I smelled the scent of a woman behind me, and then a numbing pain in my side, along with the sound of crackling electricity.

     Unlucky for me, I was sneak attacked just as I stepped on the first step down, and a tumble came for me. To be honest, it was less painful than I expected when I finally landed at the bottom on my back.

     Then I felt the pain from the back of my head, and warm blood flowed underneath my hair. I dumbly watched the woman who was covered from head to toe in a black funeral wedding dress. I could not see her face due to the dark black veil, but I did see her black lipstick.

     Tap Tap Tap! The woman walked down in her high heels and then stood over me. She looked into my glazed eyes and her pretty lips parted to tell me.

     "You will not believe me, but I love you more deeply than you will ever know. You are going to hate me for what I will do to us, but you are an empty shell."

     She slowly lifted her wedding dress, and from a hidden holster on her thigh, she brought out a nice quality silver dagger. She then slowly leaned on my torso and tightens her legs.

     "I am your number 1 fan, and I was heartbroken when you killed off my favorite Character from the main cast... I will give you 1 more chance to save my chosen Character. I am going to follow you into our next life, and if you kill off my chosen Character, I will kill us again to live in Hell. Till death do us part, and even after that..."

     Slitch Slitch Slitch Slitch! Then she cut both of our wrists in practiced fashion. She then threw the useless dagger to the side, and interlocked both of our hands with all fingers coiled. She then smiled at my pale face as my body went cold.

     "Don't worry, I already sent your wife and lover over first. They said they are waiting to be saved again. Good night my husband..."

     As she kissed my bloody mouth, she ended it with her biting my lower lip. She died first, and her eyes were vacant but looked happy.

     My eyes shrank realizing my two lovers were killed and did not murder each other, like the police told me.

     As my vision went dark, a single tear fell...

-

     PAIN! The back of my head hurts like a motherfucker. I hear distorted voices around me, but I am still in a haze.

     My vision is blurry, and I can almost make out a white ceiling, and two people kneeling at my sides, trying to talk with me, so I mumble.

     "Fuck, getting killed sucks... I can't see shit?!"

     A small 5 foot 4 inch girl puts something on my face, and it seems to be a pair of thick glasses. Now my vision got way better. I see a pair of blonde kids, probably in high-school, looking at me with both of them being blonde with blue eyes.

     But I was confused when the 6 foot tall handsome man asked me a question.

     "Tim, are you okay bro? You fell hard on your head from your chair?"

     I looked at the pair of obvious siblings, and asked.

     "Tim, who is that? I have a dog named Tim?"

     I felt I could sit upright, so I did. At first glance, I seem to be in some kind of classroom. A third person wearing office lady clothing and high-heels walked behind the siblings, and she in the smoothest voice I have ever heard in my life, asked me.

     "Tim Smith, do I need to take you to the infirmary? You seem to have suffered a bad head injury?"

     I stuttered a strange question as I saw the most attractive woman from my deepest desires. She has long pink hair and blue eyes that seem to turn grey as she examines my expressions. (A/N she is the woman on the cover.)

     "W-Who is Tim Smith, and who are you people? And where is this?"

      Phht! The cute Loli blonde girl covered her lips and laughed at me, thinking I was pulling a prank. She then slapped my shoulder and said.

     "Stop messing around Timmy, you can have the seat, I will not fight you for it then."

     [Who the hell are all of these people?! Where did I end up? I have this feeling. I know some of the people here, but for the life of me, I dont remember shit!]

     The pink haired woman and some others in the class looked over at my disoriented-self standing, and the obvious teacher said to me.

     "Student Tim Smith, I believe you hit your head harder than you think. I believe you may have temporary amnesia. If you are feeling well enough to walk, come with me to the nurses office please. My name is Rain Nero."

     A clap of thunder shook my brain when I heard the teacher's name, and my eyes went wide as I uttered in my heart...

     [No No No, she cannot be Agent Nero of the FBI?! Please God, don't let me be in my novel, Night City! Fuck, and this is the first day of school, and I will be killed, stabbed 72 times by that crazy yandere!]

     As I went pale, I stumbled back into the wall in the back of the class. As I look at everyone in this class, I see nothing but murderers and dead students.

     My eyes then landed on the adorable blonde who was at my side, and I fainted...