To Think...

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Rain. God, fucking, shit headed, rain. It ruins everything, especially the night you had planned.

For once you had planned to do something normal, then it rained. But who gives an actual fuck? You, you do.

At the moment, you were whining to yourself, due to the fact you were bored.

"Y/n, if you don't mind, could you shut the fuck up?" Jeff demanded rudely. You turned your gaze to the pale boy who sat beside you.

"Could you shut the hell up and learn some fucking manners?" You asked, mocking his tone. He sighed and turned his scar grazed face to you.

"Does it look like I care?" He asked retorically. You rolled your eyes and darted up to your room that Slender had set up the past few days. It was checkered black and red, with f/c furniture. It worked for you.

You ran to your bedside and grabbed the diamond daggers. You ran back out and down to the living room, walking past Jeff.

"Where do you think your going?" He asked. You rolled your eyes in response.

"Jeff, I'm going out to kill. Might lighten up my extreme boredom, plus I need some bl-" you stopped yourself from saying more.

Jeff stood up and have you an odd look. "Well, I'll go with you. Can't get more bored than this." You sighed and nodded, walking out the door.

--

Mask pulled over your face, you crept through the wet night. Dark clouds poured down on the streets, making it impossible to spot you or Jeff.

As you came upon the first house, you chuckled, bloodlust finally getting into your blood stream.

You easily hopped the fence and continued to the door. Pick locking it, you entered the small home.

You darted up the stairs silently, dagger clutched in hand. You crept into the first room. A teen girl.

You laughed. These ones were the best. You sat beside her and stroked her hair.

"Dear, I think you need to wake up." You said, voice deep. Her eyes shot open and you wrapped a hand around her mouth and neck.

"Dearie, please stay quiet. Don't want to wake your mother now? You'd want her to see you as beautiful. Not all Bloody now, right?" The girl nodded numbly. You chuckled darkly.

You jumped on her bed, ripping her covers off. "Come! We must play in the rain!" Her eyes were wide, but she didn't scream when you let go.

"Try and run away," you made a slit motion across your neck. "And off with your head." You laughed and dragged her outside.

She squirmed in your iron grip. You looked back at her and sighed.

Grabbing her neck, you dragged her back inside, pulling your dagger out. She let out a muffled scream.

Jeff came down the stairs, fresh blood all over him. You looked at him and lifted your mask.

"Hello! Care to join" he looked at you oddly. Never having seen this side of you. You looked down at the girl.

"See you in hell! The game was fun, but I have to say, you weren't the best player. Now, off with your head!" You grabbed the longer blade, and nearly decapitated her with the force of your swing.

You stood up and looked at Jeff, before grabbing a large vile, and letting her blood drip into it. You put the blood in your back pocket.

Jeff didn't really know what to say. You nodded to him and darted to the next house.

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Jeff watched your swift movements, amazed by the way you moved. He loved the deadly gleam in your eyes, your lust for blood.

As you sat on the roof of your previous victims' house, he joined you.

"Why do you always sit on the roof?" He asked after several minutes of silence, excepting he heavy rain.

You turned your soaking figure to him, pulling the mask up. Your eyes were a violent mix of red and e/c. Your teeth were sharp as you spoke. Your transformation was working slowly. Jeff didn't even notice.

"To think... To think about how I ended up this way. To pray my victims find their way past death. To hope I don't end up like them." You said, your voice normal again.

Jeff took this onto thought. "You're such a girl." He replied, making you chuckle bitterly.

"More of a demon rather than a girl." You said, flashing a venomous smile. He grinned back.

"Well, we ought to get back." You said. You grinned, pulled your mask off, and jumped off the three story house' roof. Jeff looked over the edge, perplexed.

You waved at him from the ground, unharmed. He climbed down, still giving you odd looks.

'What the fuck?'

'To think....

You ever thought you were human.

I'll get you dearest. The black king in this game of chess wants his Black Knight.'

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