Never Judge By The Cover

Chapter 8: The Magician

**Brooklyn's POV**

I woke up in my room the next morning. I stretch and get up to set up for the morning. I pull out some black yoga shorts, an oversized In This Moment long sleeved shirt, and underclothes. I set my clothes on my bed and walk to my door to go get a towel when someone muffles my mouth. I try to scream and I elbow the man in the gut. He lets out a grunt and constricts me with his hands and slaps me. He carried me to the bathroom, and the bathtub was full of water and some hair dryers and straighteners. Panicked, I bite his hand and he lets out a scream.

"L-L-LET ME GO Y-YOU BASTARD!!!" I shout and stomp on his foot. He lets out a grunt and chucks me into my sink, bashing my head on the faucet. I growl and get up to look at him, but he was gone. I look around, and see that the water and hair products were also gone. I blink a few times and rub my eyes. When I look back up, he's right I front of me.

He looks about 7 feet tall, and he wore dress shoes. He also had on black suit pants, a short sleeved button down, a red tie and a top hat. He had brown shaggy hair with ruby eyes. Honestly, he looked like a magician. He pulled out a card and it read "You mustn't tell anyone little girl". I blinked and looked at him confused. I managed to ask who he was, and he flipped over the card and it read "I am The Magician". "Why aren't you talking?" I asked. He shakes his head and puts a finger on his lips. I glared at him and tried to back out of the room when I noticed that my feet were tied together, along with my hands. I look at down at them confused, then up at him. "How?" I ask. He flashes another card at me, reading "Just plain magic". I roll my eyes and try to wiggle out of the rope. He flips the card over and it reads "If you don't tell anyone, I'll let you go".  Sighing, I look up at him again. "I won't tell a soul." I say looking him in the eye. And in less than a second, he's gone, along with the ropes. I get up and cautiously look around the bathroom and room.

"JEEEEEEEEFFFFF!!!!!!" I scream spring out of the bathroom, shedding angry tears.

**Jeff's POV**

I'm downstairs with EJ, Ben, and Hoodie playing Xbox. No idea where Maskie is, same with Bloody Painter, Slender no-face is in the kitchen cooking who knows what, LJ's playing with Sally and her bear, KageKao and Sadie are probably having a moment, Gloria and Rouge are probably gossiping in the dungeon and Toby and Clockworks are out killing. "HAAAAAAAAH!! GET RECKED BLUNT-FOR-BRAINS!!" I cackle and kick Ben as I no scope him from half way across the map. "AW HELL NO!" He squeaks and tries to find me. EJ laughs at us and we both get killed by Ben. "GET RECKED FREAKIZOID!" Ben shouts back at me, and I slap the back of his head. "You suck" EJ complains.

"JEEEEEEEEFFFFF!!!!!!"

All of us nearly jump out of our pants when we hear Brooklyn's blood curdling and murderous scream. I par-core my way around the couches and up the stairs, only to crash into Brooklyn and go flying back down the stairs, landing on my back. I land with a loud thud and I groan in pain. "WHAT THE FUCK SHRIMP?!" I yell and roughly pick her head up by her hair. She has a giant gash on her forehead that was leaking blood, and she looks at me with teary eyes full of anger and confusion. I frown and sit up, letting her squeeze the life outta me. I look over at EJ and Ben to see them starring at me. "What do I do?" I mouth to them. "Comfort her dumbass" EJ mouths back. I roll my eyes and sigh. "What hap-

"I NEED TO KILL SOMETHING."

Her voice didn't sound like hers. It was more of a demonic sounding voice. It was fucking hot as hell. She pushes herself off of me and storms out of the house with her fists balled up, and her veins bulging from her eyes.