"Guys... come here..." a raspy voice said. He gathered quite a few people.
"What is it?" a boy with a blue mask asked, and the owner of that raspy voice grinned, blood dripping down the corners of his cut mouth.
"Fresh bait..." he replied, licking his lips and pulling out his infamous kitchen knife. "A girl. 14 years old. We'll be seeing her tonight..." he laughed, and it was an evil one at that.
"Don't you dare go molesting her," Said a man that was wearing a pitch black suit. He wouldn't have been so scary if he didn't have a face.
"Aw, Slendy. You obviously don't know me," the voice pouted, and he turned on the light to reveal his whole face. His mouth was cut into a literal ear to ear grin. His eyelids were burned off. His dark hair went just over his eyes, and his clothes, a white hoodie and black pants, were spattered with crimson. Anyone could tell he was a killer, just by his composure, and his knife, which he now twirled in his hand.
"Uh, Jeff, yes I do." The faceless man said, and the one named Jeff cackled.
"Say what you want, Slender. I;m going to get the kill on this girl..." his nose twitched, and Slender sighed.
"Whatever." He shrugged.
Jef chuckled. 'This girl isn't going to live for long,' he thought as he moved from the room under the stairs to his room.
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Just a little prologue as the title says. Tell me what ya think and if I should continue!
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What's Better Than Fire? Blood. (Jeff The Killer romance)
AksiPhoenix Flare is moving to Milford, Connecticut. She's going to be so upset, mainly because she's leaving Thibodaux, which was one of her favorite places ever. But now, she's living in a mansion. Not just any mansion, though, as she finds out one ni...
