Don't Let Me Die (Jack The Killer Fan Fic)

Chapter one: A legend.

It was just a legend. A creepy story used to make bad little children shape up. Jeff the killer. An insane murderer. Killed...and killed...and killed some more. He scared all of humanity. He was never caught, but everyone knew who he was. Parents used him as an opportunity to make their horrible children shape up. They said if you don't be good, Jeff will kill you, and the rest of your family. Sure enough children started acting right but Jeff still killed. Until one night, he went into a house, GO TO SLEEP! He screamed stabbing a little boy in that house to death. Over and over stabbing him in his smug looking face. One of the parents heard the muffled screams of the boy and called 911. When Jeff finally turned around, licking his blade clean, there was 8 officers standing there. Jeff the killer was shot, and killed on April 5th, 2016. The world could finally feel relief. Until young children, started acting up. Without Jeff the killer killing bad little boys and girls, who cared? Grounding isn't as bad as death so who cared? Around the world children were horrible. Fighting, cussing at their teachers, hitting other children, stealing, even killing. You name it they did it.

One day a young boy came home from school. He went up to his room and smashed his tv. He didn't care, he was angry and nothing bad would happen since Jeff the killer was dead. Him and his family would be safe. "Honey" the father of the child said to his wife.

"Hm?" She responded lightly.
"Jeff the killer had a son, his name is jack" the husband said to her sternly.
The wife started to tear up.
"No.." She said, "more killing...how old is the son, are you lying?" The husband chuckled lightly.
"Yes,I'm lying. But we were also lying when we told our son that Jeff kills bad little children and their family." The wife understood exactly what he meant. The couple walked up into their sons room and sat him on the bed.

"Son" the dad started saying, "Jeff has a son, Jack, who is now killing the family's of bad children, just like his father once did before his death." The son didn't dare to speak, he just listened to the false tale his father told him. The next day at school, the couples son told his friends the tale of Jack the killer. His friends told their parents, who told their friends, who told their children, who told their teachers, who told their colleagues, who told their class.

Soon everyone around the world believed in Jack the killer. The couple never said they made it up, they were just happy their children were finally acting like they had some God damn sense. But with everyone believing in Jack, so strongly that there was nights most kids were to scared to sleep. Adults didn't even dare to cause crime. The world was peaceful, of course there was still murders all around the world. By the other existing creepy pastas. The world all believed.

Even some of the creepy pastas, believed the infamous Jeff the killer had a son who killed for a living. Of course they knew Jeff didn't kill bad little children and their family's, but with everything going around about Jack, almsot everyone believed it. With all of this, it started to come true, Jack...was created.