Darling From Hell Jeff The Killer x Reader

The Merciless Masked Killer

01

"Alright Reaper I want this motherfucker dead since he didn't pay. Kill anyone there." The man ordered, his blue eyes twinkled with mischief. He rubbed his rag around his face and bald head to get rid of his dripping sweat.

The girl next to him nodded silently at the middle age plump man. Her face hidden by her mask (the one above) "I will complete the mission Mr. James." she said quietly, Mr. James smirked smugly. "You better Reaper."

The girl nodded again. She walked out of his mansion. You see her name was Y/n but she was nicknamed Reaper, because every mission she would come back in blood. Her eyes would be blank. She didn't have her family anymore, sure she was still mistreated back then, but at least one person loved her.

She clearly remembered the address, but she decided to get into another set of darker clothes, so she wouldn't be seen easily in the evening. She headed to her small house. She could barley pay without doing these "Missions." She put on a dark F/C tank top, then a black hoodie over it,dark distressed jeans, and ending it with black combat boots. She grabbed her katana and put her mask on and walked out.

She started to run, since the address said it was about a mile from here. Luckily Y/n had a lot of stamina so she can be able to run for miles without breaking a sweat. But instead of running and being noticed in this neighborhood, Y/n chose to run through the woods instead. What Y/n had not realized is that one particular male was watching her every move.

Y/n felt like she was being watched but decided to brush it off. She finally stopped sprinting and looked up at the house. The lights were off, she noticed that fog had covered the woods and the houses, giving them a haunted look. She quickly stretched her limbs, knowing she was going to have climb the house up. Y/n winced slightly at her scarred knees, feeling like her scars were open wounds again.

Y/n started to scale the house, feeling her damaged knees keep, making her wince slightly again. She grabbed the window sill and luckily the window was opened. Y/n pulled herself up and quietly fell down on carpet flooring. She adjusted her mask since it moved slightly from her fall.

Y/n quietly walked to one of the bedrooms and seeing her target sleeping. He looked about in his mid twenties, had olive skin and dark brown hair. She slowly unsheathed her katana and quickly grabbed his mouth and slit his throat. He awoke with wide sky blue eyes and looked at Y/n. He started to panic and try to grab the girl. She already notice this ahead of time and restrain him with her strength. The man looked in fear of how he was not able to escape from her inhuman strength.

Then the man's eyes grew duller and stopped moving. Y/n looked at him and used her fingers to close his eyes for the man. Y/n ripped a piece of his clothing and stained it with his blood. She sighed and pulled the blanket off the bed and put it on him. "Please don't resent  me for this...I had to do this...and I hope you can be able to see your family and maybe your friends." She quietly said and walked to the place she climbed out the window. She jumped down and felt her damaged knees hit the ground as well. She yelped quietly at the unbearable pain. And started to run, ignoring the pain as hard as she could.

Timeskip

Finally the pain had subsided and Y/n decided to walk since she had been running for about 2 to 3 hours now. She put her hands into her pockets and she stopped walking, because she heard....giggling. She had her mask up for the moment, but she slowly pulled it over face. No one can find out about her identity...Not after what she had done.

She heard something cutting through the air then she realized. It was a knife! She barley dodged, making it graze her mask. She hardened her gaze at where the knife came from. No one can cut her precious mask and get away with it. Her mask was the only thing left from the one she loved most.

Then her attacker had finally come out. He looked like he belonged to someone's nightmare. He had shoulder length black hair, burned off eyelids, making him have widened eyes and Paper white skin that made him somehow glow under the moonlight's gaze. He wore a white hoodie with dried blood stains and some fresh ones, Black dress pants, and black combat boots. But what really caught her eyes were the cut in smile that made him have a sickening grin.

Y/n drew out her katana and pointed at him. But she stayed silent.  She awaited his next move, but what surprised her was that...

"You said happiness is the greatest thing any person can go through. But where is that for me?"-Y/n

A/n: Yay clifthanger.