Normal POV:
You dashed down the grassy hill, towards the closest tree. Half way down the hill you heard footsteps running after you. You sped up. "What are you doing children?" Asked a very tall man that suddenly appeared in front of you. "Trying to catch my dinner!" You felt something wrap around your waist, plucking you off the ground. "Caught." The man said simply, dropping you into EJ's grasp. He held you tight against him. You-being out of ideas-bit the blue masked man. "Ow!" You heard someone hold back laughter as he dropped you. "You little-!" He lunged at you.
You stepped to the side.
He caught himself before he could fall face first into the ground. "Touch me, I'll hurt you." You growled at all three men. "Like you could!" "Try me." You growled dangerously at the link look-a-like. The tall one seemed amused by your threat. Suddenly everything started to go black, slipping you into an unconscious state...
Ben POV:
She fell to the ground. "One of you carry her." Slender ordered, 'looking' at us. "I can't, she bit me. You carry her Ben." EJ pointed at his arm.I groaned.
"She's lighter than I thought she would be." I mused to no one in particular. She looked so cute when she was asleep...you would of never thought that she would have threatened us like 3 minutes before.
~~~Time skip~~~
When we finally arrived at the mansion Slender took her down into the dungeon. I wandered into the dark living room, watching Jeff play GTA. "Welcome home glitch! What did EJ want?" Jeff asked not even looking at me. "He wanted me to get a cute girl out from under a tree." "Explain." Jeff pressed, leaning forward in interest. So I told him the whole story, from the getting the call from EJ, to us walking in. "On a scale of 1-10 how cute?" I shrugged. "About a 4. Like innocent little girl cute-." "Little girl you say?" LJ appeared out of no where making both of us jump. "Dammit LJ! You really need a bell or something! So people can know where you are!" "Sorry. Now the little girl." His look went dark. Quick. "In the dungeon." Like that he was gone. "Have fun creepy clown!" I shouted after the guy.
(Y/n) POV:
My eyes flew open, my heart beating so fast I thought it was going to burst! I closed my eyes willing my heart to slow. "Bad dream?" Someone asked from in front of me. I recognized the voice, looking up I saw I was right. "Hello again." I greeted calmly, sitting up on the cold rock floor, to look at the clown. He looked startled, then annoyed. "Ugh, and I thought you were a little girl!" He groaned rolling his eyes. I giggled darkly at his reaction. "I've done that to many idiots like you." "Excuse me?!" "What? You think you people are the first to kidnap me? Nah, I've been in a situation like this before." I purred. I knew I was aggravating him, but I didn't care. I leaned against the jagged wall behind me, watching him from behind the black iron bars. "You're lucky you are behind these bars..." He growled. I heard a distant door slam open, followed by heavy footsteps. "LJ, Slender said for me to tell you to leave the prisoner alone!" An uknown voice echoed down to us. I stood anger consuming me. "I HAVE A NAME!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. A person with a feminine mask on walked into view. "Well I'd love to hear it." "It's (Y/n) stupid." "I was being sarcastic sweetheart. I don't care." I heard the smirk in his voice. I growled walking up to the bars. "I bet that's what your parents said, since you're so worthless." I purred with a sly smirk playing on my lips. He growled, wrapping a hand around my throat. To both of their surprise I grabbed his arm and pulled, slamming his head against the bars. He stumbled, stunned by the blow. Though the clown looked more stunned than the one with the mask on was. I giggled darkly. "I told you not to touch me..." I whispered an evil look dancing in my eyes.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sorry it took so long to update, writers block. Hope you enjoy this!
~Liz
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FanfictionJason the Toy Maker X Reader X Laughing Jack This is a requested story. I'll dedicate the first chapter to the person who requested it.