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

Cheater seven: We need to talk

BENS POV:

"Fuck" I muttered, "I can never beat this damn level." I heard a light tapping but shrugged it off, probably nothing. I turned up my head phones and went back to playing video games. Until I heard it again, but much louder like banging. I removed my headphones and walked to my door, hearing that's where the banging was. I swung my door open and froze In fear. Jack. He stood there messing with his blood stained suit. I tried to speak but my body wouldn't let me. What did he want? Was he going to finish me off. I let my fingers slide down and grab a knife from my pocket. My hand sat holding the blade by the handle.

"Now now" he said staring straight at me, with no eyes. "Didn't come here for that so take your hand out your pocket, and even if I came here to kill you, your knife wouldn't be able to stop me." He grinned and asked if he could come in. I rolled my eyes and let him.

"Did you come for a reason? I was pretty busy." I told him, he laughed and looked at my tv.

"Super busy I can see that." He said sarcastically, I gave him a shrug and he went on. "Sally wants me to meet some of the other creepy pastas, and she thinks so highly of you, figured I start with you."

"So your not here to kill me?" I asked relaxing a little.

"Don't think I won't, but no I'm not."

"Alright." I sat there not knowing what to say. "Slenderman wants me to pass you a message, I was going to tell you sooner or later, I guess sooner it it is." I told him remembering what slendy had told me. "He said you had your first training class today at 5:30, he's putting you on knife, snd stealth classes, to help perfect your skills."

Jack looked down at the I pod he somehow got. "It's 5:23 you elf fuck!" My cheeks formed a huge smile And the room filled with my laughter.

"Oops." I told him,to go to the court yard, and try not to be late. He cussed and walked out my room. Well I still have 7 minutes, I thought and picked up my controller.

*12 minutes later
*Jacks pov*

What the hell. I thought, sitting in the middle of the court yard. It's 5 after, I was only 3 minutes late, where's the other students, or teacher?

"It's the elf freak " I thought to myself, "he's hiding in that big tree behind me." I pulled my knife out and held it in my hand, and pulled out one of Jeff's, putting it in the other. My back still faced Ben. Just have to wait. "Now!" A voice in my head said. I jumped up and put up both knifes, catching Bens. He grinned and pulled his back, and jabbed it at me.

I jumped back and swung my knife at his face, he ducked and swept me off my feet. His body jumped up in the air, and plunged down at me. I threw a knife at him and rolled over. He flipped over the knife. "When did he get so good?" He rushed at me, I sidestepped and caught his leg with my blade. He tripped and slid across the rough marble floor of the court yard. I grabbed the blade I threw at the elf, and ran at him. He hopped up and got into a defence stance. My knife caught his. He held the blade with both his hands. I pressed down harder and felt the other knife in my left hand. I jammed it into his side and he flew back retreating.

"We're done." The words spoke so clearly and calmly.

"You fucking attacked me we aren't done until my blade taste your blood."

He laughed and dropped his knife. "I'm your knife training teacher, I wanted to test you." His shoulders shrugged and I bit my lip pissed.

"Could've killed you."

"I know, but it's a mandatory thing you know?"

Over the course of the next few weeks things went about the same. Sally told me more, amazing things about Jeff the killer. Ben taught me knife tricks, while eyeless Jack gave me stealth training. Every night all the creepy pastas would join, and eat dinner together. Besides sally, no one really trusted me. A memory burned in my mind. I was restrained, on the table I was sitting at right now. I threatened to kill mutplie people. I picked at my pasta and laughed softly remembering that.

"What's so funny?" Sally asked giggling.

I looked up from my plate and at her. Some of the other creepy pastas tuned in to our conversation.

"Just your face." I teased at sally. She made a fake, angry face and crossed her arms like a little kid, Witch she was.

"That's not nice jackie poo!" She yelled at me giggling. Some of the other pastas laughed.

"Yeah jackie poo." Slendy joked at me, making most of the other creepy pastas laugh harder.

I rolled my eyes and yawned, "whatever sally wally isn't it past your bed time, we wouldn't want are wittle sally wally get tired wight sawwy?"

She giggled and got red faced, "whatever you say jackie poo, that's why your the weakest creepy pasta here."

Ben choked on his pasta as the dinner room filled with oooos."I beat Ben without any training, twice, and both times he had the element of surprise, if anyone is the weakest it's him." The other pastas laughed at Ben and I finished my food, and started back at my room when slendy appeared in front of me.

"We should talk."