The Love of a Toy Maker (Jason The Toy Maker x OC)

Emotionless Freak

Sorry for not updating for so long. I got to the point where i didn't know what to do with this so i decided to take a break on it.  I didn't expect as many views on this either! My first ever story and its flipping awesome! Anyway, any ideas for next chaps would be great. I think I'll start putting more into this once i regain my thought process. Thanks peoples. :3 I wuvs you peoples

(Jasens view)

Nikki has been out of it for a while. She doesn't go out for kills anymore. All she does is sit in her room with her newfound night terrors. I wish i could help her, but she only pushes me away. She knows she could just make me disappear, but i believe she won't because I'm Jason's replica.

Ben and Jeff help me out every now and then; Jeff giving me advice on women and Ben just being a Dumbass. Sally gave me tips on how to treat girls and I believe they helped me a lot. Life lesson number one; the only way to ask about an ordeal with a woman is to ask another woman.

Walking up to Nikki's room, I knocked on her door and silence followed. "Nikki? Are you okay?" -Silence-  "Nikki, please. Let me talk to you please. I want to try and help." I softly pushed on the door and to my surprise, it swung wide open to a pitch black room. I looked at my hands and saw they were shaking like mad.

Fear.

Fear was my best friend at this point as i gazed into this nightmare of a room. I took one step inside and the smell was so revolting, i had to step back out and turn around in horror. What has she done in there?! "Are you okay Nikki?!" I called to her numerous times before i got a groan in response.

This is it. Face your fears Jasen, find Nikki and make her happy again. Bring her back to Jason! Make her the girl he fell in love with and he'll come back! I'm sure of it.

I gathered my courage and wandered into the darkness of Nikki's room. The door slammed behind me.
"Oh shit."

"Oh shit is right you asshole..." Nikki.
Softly glowing blue eyes bored holes into my skull from her perch on her bed. Those were not her eyes. This isn't Jason's Nikki. "Nikki...I-I know you think i'm the real Jason, but you created me remember? Im just a monotone copy with feelings." "Enough. If you really are a clone, prove it."

I dug around her room and found a flashlight, shining it on me and revealing my pale and monotone figure to her. She just growled a warning at me and grabbed her own flashlight, shining it at herself.

A gasp escaped my lips as i saw this Nikki in front of me. She was really skinny, with ribs showing and barely any meat on her arms and legs. She had blood on the floor and bed, i guess from throwing up a lot. She also had cuts all along her arms and legs from her knives and a shard of her mirror was stuck in her side from her shattering it. "Oh Nikki, I'm so sorry."

I called for slender and some of the guys and they were just as surprised as i am. "Oh my god, Nikki!" They all yelled in unison before grabbing her and taking her downstairs to Slender's lab to get patched up, or stitched back together.

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A few hours later the guys had Nikki all cleaned up and fixed, but their faces were still fearful. Ben came up to me and laid a hand on my shoulder. "She only wants to see you, bro. And I'm telling you right now, she is cold as fuck. And blunt."

As he left the lab, I saw her sitting on the side of one of the beds just staring at the wall. As i entered, i made sure she knew i was here long before she saw me. "Nikki, its me. Ben said you wanted to see me?"

The cold eyes of this woman made their way to mine and never wavered; not one ounce of hesitation in her voice. "I want the real Jason, you dumbass. Go get your original and bring him to me, or you'll be shredded into paper machete and fed to the Rake!"

Man, she's gotten to be a bitch.