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Reigen Arataka x Reader(Part 1) ~not edited~

*Your POV*

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The horrifying sight in front me brings me to a state of panic.

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Dark beady eyes pierce through me like a spear to my tight heaving chest. My body froze in dread. A dark shadowy creature high in stature moves a little just feet from me. The movement makes me jolt in fear eliciting a helpless yelp as well. My movement triggers the creature to take a step towards me. I take a step back. It too takes a step. I start to move my feet backwards, quickening each step as they come. This in turn makes the creature come towards me a little faster. My heart starts to beat through my chest. The overwhelming darkness consumes me as I start to yell for help. I turn around yelling at the top of my lungs. I run as fast as I can into the black abyss. A cold chilling breeze strikes my face before I come tumbling onto the ground. My hands hit a cold hard surface fast. Rough hands push me down onto the ground keeping me there. I can feel the creature's head growl into the back of my skull. I scream at the top of my lungs and try to get my head above the ground. In the process the creature yells a horrifying human like scream above me.

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Your eyes shoot open. The ceiling of your room is illuminated with the late morning sun. You lay there in bed. Covers up to your chin. You take slow deep breaths. The chill of morning hits the back of your throat. After a few minutes you finally decided to get up. For a Friday morning this is the earliest you have woken up. You push the covers away and sit upright on the side of your bed. You rub your eyes as your feet reach for slippers.

‘Wow that was a great dream'. You think. ‘I haven't been that scared in a while. You have been having some questionable dreams but this one takes the cake.You walk towards the door and head for the kitchen. You live in your own medium sized studio apartment. It’s nice and cozy and not too pricey. When you make it to the kitchen your feet touch the cold tiled floor.You reach for the cereal on top of the fridge. Thinking of the dream from last night, you make yourself a bowl of cereal.

It was just so real. Thoughts started to fill your mind being the writer that you are. Here lately you have been writing mystery stories . This dream really shook you.. in a good way of course! Inspiration started to fill your entire body. ‘Man I gotta write something’ you think as you eat your cereal. ‘I don’t have much experience with writing horror’ and you debate if you should do some research and really touch up on your skills.

‘Not to mention how will I convey what I just lived in that dream to words’. ‘This is such a rush’. This is what you needed! Something new. Your life has started to feel so boring here lately.

You drop your spoon on the table spilling milk everywhere. Dang nabbit :( ‘I was so in the zone’. You walk over to get a napkin. ‘Oh!!!! I’m gonna do this. I’m going to write a haunting story. I’ll have ghosts, exorcisms, and psychics. Oh man, that's great!!!’ ‘You clean up your mess and clean your bowl.’ I’m gonna set up an interview with a psychic in town. I’m sure there is even one close by’.

Quite honestly you didn’t really believe in all of that stuff. It’s all the more reason to interview. ‘I can ask about their experiences and what they do in their job. I’m gonna have to do this ASAP’. Actually you needed a good story idea with your looming deadlines set by your tiring editor. You head to your computer and look up any businesses in the area. You find something that catches your eye. ‘Spirits and such, this seems like gold! I’ll stop by there today’. You head back towards your room to change your clothes and get ready.

After like twenty minutes you head out of your apartment on your way. You stop by a coffee place first. ‘This event calls for coffee’. You start to think of things to ask on the way there. You write most of your ideas on your phone. You make it to your favorite coffee shop and order your usual. When you get your drink you take a good sip letting in the familiar taste. ‘That’s exactly what I needed!! Today could not be going any better’. You head out of the shop, and towards your next victim.

You make it to the front steps of the supernatural business. It brings a soft smile to your lips. This is totally the vibe. You walk in and take a good look around. The first thing you notice is the posters. A very flashy ad with a psychic giving a very cocky grin. Oh yes, perfect. Hopefully he doesn’t let you down because you are already getting lots of inspiration.

“Hello there, how can I help you today?” You look to the side to see an orange haired man behind a desk. When your eyes meet you completely forget about your questions. Instead of interviewing him you decide to play along.

“ I need some paranormal advice”. You say it without batting an eye like it’s what you actually came here for. You know he is all bogus but you’ll give him a try for the sake of your book idea.

“I see, so what seems to be the problem”. He looks at you seriously. He means business like he actually is gonna help you with your paranormal matters.

“Well I have felt this presence in my home. I can’t explain it, but I just feel a little uneasy”. You say with a concerned tone. Of course the truth is that you are lying out your teeth. You don’t feel any kind of presence but it was intriguing. What was he gonna say? What’s he going to do? Will he know your lying or keep on rolling with it.

If you’ve never seen the paranormal it’s easy for it not to be real. In your eyes it’s fake. In some eyes it’s reality. ‘Does he actually see the after life? I don’t think he does. I think he’s a fraud. A fraud with an entertaining show that I happen to enjoy’.

“If you don’t feel comfortable in your own home there must be something going on.” He states sure of himself. “Has anything happened recently that has seemed out of the ordinary? Have you perhaps seen something?” He asks.

“Actually yes I have been having strange dreams recently” using your dream you had to your advantage . “The other day I had a dream of a horrific beast chasing and hurting me. Not to mention I keep on having a dream of a strange man lurking in the shadows.” Your only half way exaggerating, your dreams have been a little creepy lately.

“Sounds like we’ll need an exorcism!” He looks at me concerned with a little excitement lingering in his eyes. “I can’t guarantee your problem will get better over time. You're going to need professional help. I Reigen Arataka will be glad to do so!” He gave me a look that made him seem he was full of himself.

You start to feel a tinge of panic. ‘I can really see why people buy into this stuff’. And that is the entire reason you came here for. This was turning out great. You want to keep this encounter going. The more this guy talks, the more inspiration you get.

“Oh no!!!” You exclaim acting like you are playing a part in a tv show. “I can’t live this way anymore. Please help me Reigen!” You give him puppy eyes really milking the situation. You want to see the exorcism ritual and not have him charge you a whole lot of money. Reigen's cheeks go red and he quickly turns away.

“Well then I guess I have no choice. I’ll even have to send for my subordinate to come and help” Reigen says to me. He seemed a little flustered as he reached for his phone. The person on the other line picks up and Reigen asks for his assistance.

‘Well he sure is making a big deal of this. I don't completely understand why bad dreams would lead to him making such a spectacle but that’s the fun part. What makes these psychics tick. I guess it would make sense though. Dreams are kind of in this alley but it's still weird’.

“Good news my subordinate will be here any minute. When he gets here we can fill him in.” He tells me. ‘I guess the helper is necessary. Do all psychics need one?’

“So you think I’m being haunted” you say with curiosity.

“Yes there is no other explanation. There has to be a ghost haunting your home.” You hear the door open behind you. A young boy walks in.He is wearing a middle school uniform so it's safe to say he is a young teen.

“Oh good Mob you're here, we will be heading to this lady's house to exorcize a spirit.” The young boy named Mob nods his head.

“That's okay, but I have somewhere to be today at six so this can't take that long.” Mob says sure of himself, but not too sure. You find his awkward personality adorable.

“So you're the subordinate? You're so young.” You say to the boy.

“Yes but he's very talented. Anyways we should set up an appointment, how does four sound?” Reigen asks me.

“Four it is. Here is my address and phone number.” You write your number and address on a tablet you had on hand. You hand it to him and then leave. You are pretty excited to see whatever the heck he was planning to do. It was still weird to you though. How you just made an appointment with a psychic. If you would have told yourself yesterday there would be a psychic in your home you would have laughed and not believed yourself. That's what made you love what you do. For you, being good at your job is to be open minded and make sure you can see everyone's point of view.

You take a short trip home. You arrive at your apartment and immediately start to clean. You want to make sure your home looks nice for your visitors. With an hour to kill you make some tea and start to write down some of your story ideas. You slowly start to drift off to sleep without realizing.

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You open your eyes to darkness. It was cold. So very cold it was hard to breathe. You take in deep shaky breaths. This place was familiar. Fear was starting to engulf you like a hot fire coming from the pits of your stomach. Any second now it will start. It will show up again. The sound of footsteps starts to echo. Your heart starts bouncing. Your breath becomes shagged. You can't explain it but this time feels different.

In truth you haven't been telling your entire story. You have been having these nightmares for a month now. It started with the man in the corner of your dream world. Before you knew it the shadow began to take over until it consumed you. Convincing yourself it's no big deal hasn't been easy. You usually don't sleep at night and have to sleep in until the afternoon when your terrible dreams subside. The first time you saw something so terrible was last night.

You start to panic feeling something terrible was about to happen. You have never had one of these dreams in the daylight. A sudden pounding noise comes out of nowhere. You look around and you don't see anything. The sound was like a hammer. It shook you to your core and you woke up.

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Your eyes open to your laptop. You hear knocking. You suddenly remember your appointment. With hazy vision you close your laptop and stand up. You stretch and look towards the door. Nothing could prepare you for the sight in front of you. Standing with a tall huge Bulky figure was the monster from your dream. The first thing you notice is the ugly terrifying beady eyes tearing through you.

“NO, NO, NO, NO “ You stutter at barely a whisper. It felt as though air had left your body while you stumbled backwards and fell to the ground. Your backside stings in pain as your body shakes in fear. The pigment of all your nightmares stood right in front of you. The monster slowly starts to walk towards you. Tears start to fall as the terror consumes you.

The knocking on the door returns and you can hear voices on the other side. “Help…..help” You cry out in barely a whisper. You felt hopeless as the monster still walked towards you. You look towards a nearby coffee table. You pick up the first thing you can find which happened to be a tea cup. You throw it with all your force towards your front door. The glass makes contact with your door than shatters when it hits the floor. The sound shocks you and you feel a surge of energy.

“HELP!!!! HELP!!!! HELP!!!” You scream with all of your might.

The door opens with a flash. The sound of the door slamming back causes you to look behind the monster and towards the door. You can see two figures through your scared haze.

“Oh my god!” Reigen yells at the scary sight of the monster in front of you. You look at him, you were so grateful that he was there and you're not alone.

The ugly thing in front of you moves to turn to face the duo behind him. The beast gives a near human blood curdling scream.

A bright light fills the home, you look desperately ahead of you. The beast begins to disappear within the bright light. You watch it as it goes away faster than it appeared. You take in quick breaths as you look around. The light starts to subside, reality not seeming real.

The duo in front of you was like the most glorious sight it seems you've seen in ages. They saved you. That little boy and the psychic. How were they able to do it? You start to sob with the shock settling in.

The little boy walks over to you and holds out a hand to help you up. You take it and get up. You stop crying and thank your two visitors. “I don't know what I would have done if you guys weren't here” You tell them.

“You're very lucky,” Mob says. “That spirit planned on possessing you”.

The words make you feel scared all over again.It causes you to start sobbing again. Mob gets very awkward, not really knowing what to do, and feeling guilty for making you cry.

“Well m-maybe it really wasn't….. Please d-dont cry” Mob tells you. You notice your sobbing was making it really awkward and you try to stop the best you can. Causing you to speak half crying half talking.

“It's okay, thank you for being here to help me.” You say to Mob trying to stop being emotional. You then look at Reigen who just seemed to be grateful you were okay. “I don't know how I could ever repay you.” You tell Reigen. “ How much money do I owe you”.

Reigen furrows his brows not really wanting to take your money. “Well… I guess this one can be on us” He says trying to calm you down.

“I would feel bad, there must be something I can do ''. You say to him, surprised he wasn't going to charge you, and still kind of crying.

Reigen looks away from you thinking of a response. Then suddenly he pulls out a card from his pocket. “Here take this and give me a call sometime” He says. He doesn't look directly at you and it seemed he was embarrassed by what he said.

You look at him confused trying to understand. Then it clicks and you understand what he really means, and it lightens your mood. You smile and accept the card. “I can work that out” You say, wiping the tears from your eyes.