Jeff The Killer X Reader Oneshot

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A few weeks ago your teacher assigned a medieval times project to everyone in the class. You had to make an artifact and write a description about it.

You chose a sword.

You decided that it would be better if you made the sword from wood considering the fact that you were not a blacksmith.

Your sword was quite thick and you painted it a gold colour with some leather for a handle. The sword made you proud and your teacher liked it very much.

You aced the assignment and after a long day of school decided to sleep with your sword leaning against your bed frame. You drifted off to sleep right away.

~time skip brought to you by impatient Jeff~

All of a sudden you heard the sound of your window opening but instead of panicking, slowly and quietly you turned to see what created the noise.

What you saw was a boy looking to be around 13-14 standing there in a white hoodie. It was dark so you couldn't see his face, you could however see his hair, shoulder-length, black, mangled and.. Singed! How did that happen?!

Unbeknownst to the stranger you had griped the handle of the sword and thanks to baseball your swing was nothing to laugh at.

He said three words.

"Go to sleep."

and with that he lunged at you. Instinct kicked in and you swung your sword and hit him dead in the face, causing him to stumble to the ground and hit the back of his head off the wall, he groaned in pain.

"Jesus Christ woman! Are you fucking Jose Bautista!"

His voice sounded raspy and cold

"No but I have to say my swing has improved" you replied smiling to yourself

"Yeah no shit" he said, sounding quite upset, but who wouldn't be.

"I'm surprised you didn't knock me out"

he sounded like he had calmed down a bit.

"What's your name?" You asked, you were quite curious

"My name's Jeff, Jeff the killer"

"well my name's (Y/N), you should probably leave soon, my dad may seem like a deep sleeper but for some reason talking always wakes him up".

"Alright, goodb-"

"One more thing," You interrupted him "Why didn't you kill me?"

"You seem like a pretty cool girl and who knows, maybe the boss could use you"

Without another word he jumped out the window and as he was running off he waved goodbye to you, you waved back to him and closed the window.

You went on your phone and searched up 'Jeff the killer' and found his back story.

'So that's why his hair is singed' you though to yourself.

There were two groups of people, those who thought Jeff was just a story and those who think he is real. You knew he wasn't a story and you didn't think he was real,

you knew he was real.

Only one question remained,

Will he ever come back?