Trick And Kill~~Jeff The Killer X Reader X Eyeless Jack

Chapter 38 Pray The Lord My Soul To Keep

**Heavy Violence Warning**

 
 
  EJ grabbed the edges of the demolished wall and threw himself inside the small medical room, while he heard his best friend continue down the hall.

 The moment he was inside, he made sure that his hand was steady and tight around his sharp, favorite scalpel, as his eyeless stare fell on the raven-haired doctor that was now rising on his feet a few meters away from him, dusting his surgical robe off from the debris, his medical mask missing and with his eyes glowing red.

  ‘I have to congratulate you and your partners for managing to find us. I never thought you would be able to locate us.’ His mocking smile grows even wider.

 ‘Look doctor, we can avoid the conflict if you just tell me where _____ is.’ EJ’s calm tone was hiding a threatening one inside. His whole posture had grown rigid, as if he was a statue, while his stare never left Smiley.

  ‘Oh, you mean the girl?’ Smiley cocked his head to the side, studying the teenager ‘The only Creepypasta with a beating heart. How…..extraordinary she is.’

  EJ took a step forward. So Smiley knew _____ had a beating heart. This only meant that they hadn’t killed her on the spot, but kept her in order to study her. At that moment, EJ tried to decide which one was the worst. But if Smiley knew, he would have to make sure he didn’t speak about it again. It would be a great risk in case _____ was alive. FOCUS EJ, she IS alive. She’s just waiting for him.

  ‘I won’t ask again doctor. Where. is. she?’ EJ’s voice was now a low, menacing growl as he took another step towards the doctor, who didn’t even flinch.

  Instead, he smiled even more, revealing his fangs ‘I’m afraid this is between me and my patient.’ He said, pulling his hand from behind his back, revealing a rather sharp butcher’s knife.

  EJ was prepared.

  Dr. Smiley’s eyes flashed as he slashed the space in front of him, trying to get the teenager, swinging his butcher’s knife with all his might, but EJ managed to avoid it for mere millimeters, taking a few steps back and studying his opponent with his empty stare. Dr. Smiley was rather good at his attacks, aiming for the vital points of a Creepypasta, but EJ was trained far beyond the point of such simple attacks. So by taking one step each time, he managed to avoid the knife with exceptional ease. Leaning to the side with exceptional ease, the Doctor’s protruding arm, spread beside him, leaving the Doctor open to attacks. EJ grabbed the arm steadily with his left and with the right one, proceeded to elbow the Doctor straight on the face. One, two, three, four, five, six, the Doctor’s nose opened and he stumbled back, his free hand flying on his injured nose, that was now gashing out blood.

  EJ grasped the opportunity to lunge forward, slashing the air with his scalpel, aiming for the doctor’s head only that it wasn’t there anymore. Surprise penetrated the eyeless killer, only to feel in the very next moment, a hand grabbing his extended hand and his feet disconnect from the floor, as the Doctor uses his shoulder as a lever, picking the auburn haired man from where he was standing and throwing him on the floor hard, only to proceed into stepping on the hand he was still holding, feeling the bone crack under his foot and EJ scream loudly and curse under his mask. He immediately rolls to the side, clutching his injured arm and escaping the butcher’s knife before it decapitated him, the blade crashing where his head was a few moments ago.

  Dr. Smiley doesn’t give up though, and EJ feels a sharp pain once again, only to look at his leg and see the knife resting deep into his leg, a few inches above his knee and millimeters before cutting his leg off completely. The hellish growl that escapes EJ’s lips was that of a monster’s. He rolls away on his back, escaping the next strike, when something silver flashes beside him. His scalpel.

  Another hellish growl and Dr. Smiley feels a sharp pain around both his ankles and before all the information sink in, he is already lying on the floor, cursing loudly and with his ankles cut wide open, as EJ cripples his way up, his injured leg healing slowly. The blue masked man yells loudly under his mask, as his foot lands hard against Smiley’s stomach, catapulting him against the wall, where he fell hard on the floor.

  ‘I DON’T HAVE TIME FOR YOUR B*LLSH!T SMILEY. WHERE. IS. SHE?!’ the demon inside EJ screams, his voice and rage exactly the same as when he had first awoke as a Creepypasta and avenged his death.

  In response, the insane doctor starts laughing. His hands are covering his stomach lightly, as he is literally rolling on the floor laughing, with EJ towering above him, debating on whether to kill him now or not.

  ‘Impatience is not a virtue young man. You and Halloween both share this attribute. Only that she just begged me to end her life briefly.’

  Smiley kicks EJ’s feet hard and the teenager finds himself falling on the floor, scalpel leaving his hand and back connecting with the floor, just to feel his own scalpel being buried hard on the side of his neck in the next second, cutting the carotid and the frenzied laugh of the Doctor resonating inside the small room. Blood comes gushing out, with the killer pressing his hand against the wound to minimize the damage made, as he turns on his knees and crawls his way to the Doctor, only for the raven-haired man to kick him on the shoulder, stand up and grab his head on his elbow, pulling the teenager up but pushing the elbow back with all his might, choking the eyeless man and cutting his breath utterly.

  EJ tries to keep his rational thinking as much as he can with all the oxygen leaving his lungs, before he bends his knees, pulling the doctor with him and hits him straight in the face with the back of his head. The Doctor releases his grip, EJ twists and kicks him straight in the face making him hit the wall behind him hard.

  He pulls his fist back and catapults it with sheer madness against the Doctor, allowing the demon inside of him to scream at the edges of his insanity, as the Doctor manages to avoid some of his attacks by blocking them with his hands, while he takes others on, hard. Instead of letting out pained yells, the Doctor only laughs and laughs and laughs, fuelling EJ’s rage more and more, throwing him off the edge of what was left of his humanity. The demon inside EJ growls, revealing his shark-like teeth, while EJ throws away his mask, revealing his deranged eyeless face, grabbing the Doctor’s neck hard and baring his teeth, lunges to bite him hard.

  But Doctor Smiley is faster.

  The demon sees a silver flash, before pain shots up from his shoulder. Taking a few, wary steps back, he sees Smiley’s smile become crooked, as he gazes upon his shoulder, only to see the butcher’s knife buried deep inside his flesh, reaching a few inches away from his heart, leaving behind it a huge gash that starts from his shoulder. The Doctor laughs maniacally as he punches the teenager hard on the stomach, with EJ bending forward, coughing up a considerable amount of blood, only to land face-first on the floor, when Smiley elbows him in the back.

   The Doctor picks the eyeless man up using his shoulders and with an animalistic yell and frenzy, he throws him against the wall opposite, were EJ lands so hard, that the wall breaks and the killer passes to the other room, landing on the debris the collision caused. More blood is coughed up by the eyeless man, as he sees the Doctor passing through the hole, holding his butcher’s knife in one hand and the scalpel on the other one.

  ‘Now, will you beg me as she did? She begged and screamed and cried and called out for her pathetic little friends as I tortured her for hours and hours. It only makes me wonder if all of you are like that…she did help me though to discover what a Creepypasta’s organs looked like. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!’

   EJ is barely able to get a grip of the Doctor’s hand before it landed hard on his chest with the butcher’s knife. Putting all his strength, he tries to keep it at place, as the Doctor pushes with all his frenzied self.

  ‘Y-you…..f-F*CKER!’

  Both weapons leave the Doctor’s hands as his pained scream leaves his mouth hard, a mixture of curses and pained yells, as his hands fly to his eyes and he takes a few steps back, blood dripping down. Taking advantage of the situation, EJ wipes his fingers on his hoodie from the blood, the ones he poked inside the Doctor’s eyes, piercing them hard and finally manages to stand up, taking his scalpel at hand, watching as the Doctor’s screams started to fade, as his eyes begun to heal.

  The eyeless man closely observes as the Doctor removes his hands from his eyes, blood still dripping down from the edges and takes the butcher’s knife on his hands, never failing to stare at EJ closely.

  Both men remain still as statues, eyeing their opponent, before they lunge against each other with a loud scream.

  EJ slides to the opposite side of him, as Smiley does the same.

  The eyeless killer remains calm; the seconds that pass from the moment he stops his sliding –scalpel at hand- and picks himself up, turning to gaze upon the Doctor, seem like a real eternity. As the teenager turns, it takes him only a split second, before he sees the head of the Doctor sliding on his neck and falls hard on the ground, with his body following shortly after.

  EJ presses his lips hard together from the pain, as he passes to the other room, picking up his blue mask and placing it back where it belonged. Stepping a little bit on his injured leg, he discovers that it has somewhat healed, but a small crippling is still present. The huge slash on his shoulder has started to heal slowly. He walks to the door, wiping his scalpel from the blood, before he starts to rush his way down the hallway once again. One step away from ______.