Antisepticeye Imagines

No Evidence

Anti's POV:
I slowly crept up on Jack while he was recording a video. He was once again screaming at Happy Wheels. It's not like it's the 100th time today I've heard "SCREW YOU BILLY!"
I slowly slid into his office, making sure to hide when he turned around. I had made some audible noises, like bangs.
"Hello?" He said as he got up to look around.
He see ages around for a while, but he didn't find me.
"That was weird." He whispered as he say back down in his chair and hesitates to keep playing.
He sat there for a minute, and started to get up.
"I'll be right back." He said as he walks off camera. This was my cue!
He started to head for the door, but I stopped him dead in his tracks.
"Where do you think you're going?" I say with an evil grin.
"Stay away Anti!" He replies as he stars walking backwards, his breath was getting shorter and faster.
"Jack, I'm just gonna make this quick for you." I smile as I pull out a knife.
"I swear to god Anti if you come any closer, there'll be hell to pay!" Jack threatens.
"Oh Jack, haven't you learned yet that I'm not fazed by that kind of stuff?" I laugh, getting even closer to him. He had no where to run, he was up against a wall.
"Say goodbye, Jackaboy." I smile as I stab the knife into the side of his neck.
He let out half of a scream, before dropping to the ground.
"Perfect." I smile.
A few minutes later a hear sirens outside of the apartment.
I quickly make the knife disappear, along with myself.
I was watching from a far, just to observe what happened.
The officers broke down the door after knocking for a few minutes with no answer. I stood there smirking, knowing they wouldn't find any evidence.
The detached around the house for 10 minutes, until they FINALLY went into Jack's office. Which was weird because Jack's office is really close to the front door.
They found his body, and instantly knew who it was.
"This is tragic." One of them said.
"What would his millions of fans think?" Said another.
"And where's the evidence of a murder? Or a suicide?" Another asked.
I laughed at them. "Silly officers." I smiled. "You will never find any evidence as long as I'm around."
They declared Jack's death a mystery, and a news report was live a few days later.

"Sean McLoughlin, more commonly known as "Jacksepticeye" was found dead in his house on Sunday evening. No one knows who or what killed him, so it remains a mystery."