Jeffs pov
In two days I was going to leave to go on a killing spree. Jane was lying down next to me. I wrapped my arms around her. I looked at the clock it was 2 in the morning.
"I'm going to have a guys day with everyone." I said.
"At this time?" Jane asked.
"Why not?" I asked.
"I want you to get along with Elijah. Bring him with you." Jane said.
"No." I said.
Jane crawled on top of me then kissed me.
"Please." Jane said.
"Fine." I said.
I kissed Jane then got of bed.
"Stay out of trouble." Jane said.
"Not promising anything." I said.
I left and went into Violets room. I woke up Elijah.
"Hi." I said.
Elijah was still sleepy.
"Huh?" Eli said.
"We are going out." I said.
"What time is it?" Eli asked.
"Two." I said.
Elijah got up.
"Where are we going?" Eli asked.
"My world." I said.
We went into a near by neighborhood and stood in front of a house.
"You are not going to kill anyone." Eli said.
"I'm not. You are." I said.
I handed him a knife.
"Prove yourself to me." I said.
"You think I can't protect her?" Eli asked.
"We are killers. I needed to know if she is protected." I said.
Elijah walked into the house. After a minute, I heard a scream.
Ten minutes later
I walked into the house. I saw everyone in the house was dead.
"Congratulations. How was it?" I asked.
"That was amazing." I said.
I put my arm around his shoulders.
"I'm proud. Let's go meet some new people." I said.
"To kill them?" Eli asked.
"No." I said.
We went into the forest and teleported to the creepypasta world.
I introduced everyone to Elijah. We talked and drank, played pool and poker and video games.
The next morning
I teleported Elijah and I back to the cottage. Elijah was still very hungover. Jane went up to me.
"What did you boys do?" Jane asked.
I told her everything but about me making him kill a family.
"Well, I'm glad you two had fun." Jane said.
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The killers II
FanfictionContinuation of the killers. Jeff has been in the hospital for five years after killing Jane. Will his regret cause him to do the unthinkable? Also join other creepypasta ships start to bloom