Eye's of a Killer ~ A Eyeless-Killer Story

Prologue ~ Introductions

    A leaf crunches on the forest floor, watching from behind a tree grins a crazed person. Pulling a mask down over their face, they continue stalking after their prey. They watch as their prey looks around, seeming to have heard something. Abruptly his prey turns and dashes for something. With a quiet deep breath, the masked psycho swiftly follows, watching as the pale faces boy runs at a guy who seemed to at first be on a jog, now running for his life. The demonic guy grins beneath his mask, watching as the pale boy gives chase, being quick to pounce. 

   The demon's grin grows, raising an eyebrow in amusement as the pale boy pulls out a knife while keeping the guy pinned, quickly stabbing down into the guys chest. The demons amusement grows farther as the boy twists the knife, pulling it out and stabbing down once more while in a hushed but soft tone of voice they whisper the words 'go to sleep'. The guy struggles beneath the pale killer before they cease to move, going limp on the ground as blood pools out of their chest. 

     The pale killer seems to grin, pulling the blade out once more before licking some blood off the blade. The killer hastily begins carving a smile into the corpses cheeks, their grin splaying wider as they finish, a manic look in their eyes. Soon after they finish, the manic boy releases the corpse, standing and dusting himself off as he turns and leaves. The demonic entity watches with the utmost amusement, before approaching the corpse himself. 

   The demon stares down at the corpse, scrutinizing it for a few moments before crouching down and pulling a scalpel out of his dark hoodie. Using the scalpel, the demon makes a incision in the lateral vertebral column that's high on the body's wall, under the ribs. After making his incision, he begins to harvest what's there - The kidneys, harvesting both with haste but precision. 

          Examining the kidneys, the demon pulls up his mask while putting one kidney into a plastic bag that was in his pocket. With the other kidney, the demon takes a bite. The tongues of the creature run over the kidney, and soon enough the organ is no more. Feeling satisfied, the demon pulls his mask back down, looking off to where the crazed killer had left before swiftly beginning to search for them. 

   His search was not in vain as he finds the trail of the killer relatively easily. He watches as the killer wanders, seeming to be lost as they stop to scratch their back and stretch for a moment. Almost amused at the sight of them just standing there a quiet hoarse laugh escapes him before he quickly realizes his mistake and stays quiet. The killer seems to be alerted by such sound, making the demon curse in his mind. A moment passes before the pale killer looks away, being quick to start walking once more. 

     To the demons luck though, the killer didn't seem to want to investigate. He stalks the killer for a while longer before getting distracted, hearing a rustle in a bush near him. When the demon looks back, his prey is gone. realizing this, the demon sighs and starts searching. For time passing, it seems slightly slow. 

      Though soon the creature hears a stick crack, turning to see only to feel a stabbing pain pierce right beneath his ribcage. He feels as the knife twists, a psychotic grin from the pale killer, right in his face. The demon lets out a grunt, grabbing at the knife that's lodged into his abdomen and trying to pull it out. The smiling killers grin falters as he rips the knife out, being quick to pin the demon to a tree and threaten him with the knife to his neck.

    The two stare each other down, the pale blue eyes of the killer staring into the dark sockets of the masked demon. A moment passes before the pale killer whispers a hiss of venom. 

     "Who the fuck are you and why were you following me?!" The question is harsh, the killer demanding an answer. The demon silently stares at the killer, debating what to say before grinning beneath his mask. 

   The voided eyed creature whispers his answer, "You're. . interesting," His voice is sickening, hoarse even, but it sounds so nice. Like music to ones ears. The pale killer hesitates, giving enough time for the demon to push them back, pinning them to the ground swiftly. The killer gasps, struggling beneath the eyeless creature as moments pass. 

      Struggling, the pale boy tries to slit the demon throat, only for a grey hand, covered by fingerless black gloves, to grab it and pull i from the smaller man. The smaller struggles to get his knife back, a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead while he struggles. His pale blue eyes meet the voided sockets of the beings, his teeth gritting together as he prepares for the worst.

   The being stares down at the boy, his expression beneath the mask unamused, and actually rather irritated. The pale boy goes to yell, only getting as far as opening his mouth before a sharp pain hits his forehead and everything goes dark.

    The demon stares down at the know unconscious boy, sighing and getting up before scooping him into his arms. With a deep breath, he begins walking throughout the forest he knows by 'heart', walking down no path, but finding his way nonetheless. 

    Upon making it to the cave, the demon drops the boy's body onto the cold stone, before reaching and digging through his stuff, pulling out some rope. The creature binds the boys arms, ankles and wrists, leaving no room for escape. Finally, the grey skinned man sits down, a sigh of relief  departing from his mouth. 

      Hours pass, the demon finding ways to pass time on his own. At daybreak, a small groan is heard escaping the killer, but that'll be the only think escaping. Groggily the killer looks around, his eyes slowly focusing in. The demon looks at the killer before muttering a response to them waking.

 "Finally awake, i see?" Such words shouldn't be filled with so much venom, but alas they are. The pale boy can feel the 'gaze' of the demon burning straight through him. Swallowing harshly, he killer speaks with a huff.

 "Oh shut up. I have no patience to talk to someone like you," The words are filled with such disdain, causing an awkward silence between the two. one moment, then two pass without a sound made from either of them.

   Abruptly the eyeless being clears his throat. Speaking in a new gentle, calmer tone. "Anyways. . What's your name?" 

   An awkward silence from the other ceases to dissipate before finally the demon gets words out of the stubborn killer, "Jeff. . My name is Jeff. And yours?"  The demon grins at that, though it goes unnoticed due to his mask. Humming with some pride of getting the killer - Jeff - to talk.

  "Well, Jeff. . My name is Jack. Eyeless Jack,"