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Jeff the Killer x Reader

Heyo! This is the first one and I hope you guys enjoy it!

- J e f f - t h e - K i l l e r -

You were reading fanfictions on your phone during midnight, not caring about the time nor your surroundings. You lied down on your bed and your body nearest and facing the wall; leaving a huge space behind you, you continued to indulge yourself in the world of imagination.

Distinct sounds of footsteps were what you thought you heard, and a slight presence of a person behind you was what you thought to felt. You shrugged it off and continued reading your e-book.

The bed hallowed because of a weight that added on your bed. Your eyes widen at shock because you were alone, and for as long as you remember, your parents aren't going home anytime soon for they already left you, because of a fire that burned your parents alive.

You felt the figure's presence approaching you and you were certain that the figure was human. You reached for the  "for safety purposes" knife you were keeping under the pillowcase of the pillow you always hug.

You held unto it as you felt cold metal on your skin. You prepared yourself for a swift movement to counter the knife your attacker was using to murder you. You felt him pull his knife back for a big swing to deeply stab you. "Go to sleep, pretty lady," you heard him say. As you feel the blade approaching, you quickly moved your body and hands to shield yourself using the knife and pushed it away with all your might, countering his attack.

"Not even a single victim stopped me from murdering them," you attacker said, amazed by the fact that you escaped from being murdered. You quickly got off of your bed and ran straight to a corner, were your katana was placed. You unsheathed your sword and quickly charged towards him.

Your sword and his knives clashed against each other. You once again pulled away and hissed. "Feisty, aren't we? Don't worry. I'm not going to kill you anymore," he said as he lowered his blades. You were taken back by his words but still wasn't enough to lower your guard. "I'm Jeff," he spoke and extended his hand. You observed his features.

Well, he wasn't handsome but he wasn't hideous either.

"I'm (First Name)," you said as you shook his hand and resheathed your sword and and went to put back it in it's case. As you turn your back against him, he quickly hit you in your neck, causing you to lose consiousness. He carried you like a sack, slumping your vulnerable body over his shoulder and headed to Slenderman's mansion, his "boarding" house.

( T i m e - S k i p )

You woke up to a room and you were absolutely sure it wasn't yours. You looked around the room and you saw your katana. The room didn't looked like it was used before you used it. It was an almost empty room with greyish blue walls, single-sized bed with grey bedsheets and white pillows, a wooden cabinet, wooden closet and a television set. You stood up and opened the cabinet, only to see some of your clothes and some that you did not own.

You turned on the TV and a news was on the screen. Suprisingly, it was about you.

"A young maiden named (First Name and Surname) has been missing for three days. Her room was a mess, signifying that she was attacked and she was said to be abducted by her attacker. Anyone who finds her are requested to call these numbers..."

You turned off the television, grabbed your sword and went out of the room to find Jeff and ask him where you are and alot more questions. Unanswered questions occupied your mind. The hallways are elegant looking and some antique things are sighted. Alot more rooms were sighted as you walked your way out.

You went down the staircase and saw the slit-mouthed man you were looking sitting on the couch talking with other unique-looking beings, as soon as you reached the end of the stairs.  You quickly unsheathed your sword and pointed it at Jeff, causing the people to look at you in shock.