Deathrose's POV
Jane got up and walked over to me. She started to cut me with a knife. I kept quiet. She was pissed so she cut me deeper than usual. It hurt like hell. I was about to loose conciseness when I saw a blurred figure. White torso, black bottom. The other figure Was wearing all black. There was a missing limb too. I knew who they were KitKat and Jeff. She's alive. I smiled to myself. But that didn't explain him. Jeff. Did she find him? I don't know. But I saw Jeff rush over and he threw his knife into the side of Jane's head. On the other hand both of them were in front of me. That's when I blacked out.
KitKat's POV
The plan is now in full effect. The smile army is now at the outside of Slenderman's house awaiting our arrival. I had met Jeff only three months before. Death had been crazy about Jeff ever since middle school. She was what the humans call in 'Love' With him. He didn't talk much on the way there. He knew who she was. He has stalked her since she was thirteen. The same year he snapped. He knew how different she was. He knew she would do great things for our kind of people. The ones in the shadow world. It's strange to think he works with Satan. To be real It's actually kind of wicked. Finally we got to the house. We went in before the smiles. We would scream 'Go. To. Sleep.' And that would be the signal for them to cone in and make the distraction so we could get her out of there. We got in there and we found Death on the ground being cut by Jane. Jeff threw his knife into her head and fell down. He ripped it out of her skull. Slendy looked pissed. Before he could do anything He yelled. "GO TO SLEEP!" Then they all rushed in. Jeff picked up Death bridal style and we got out if there before anyone else could get their hand on us. We went back to Jeff's hide out in the woods it was much like ours but bigger. He sat her down on his bed and I went and made her a sandwich and something to drink for when she woke up. She didn't look like she was being fed at all. While I did that Jeff dressed her wounds.
Jeff's POV
I sent her to fix her something for when she woke up. She should be up in n hour or two. I was glad to see she became what I did. I was also sad to see her like this. I knew she would be a good killer. As I watched her grow up, She got more and more like me every day. I kissed her forehead. Wake up soon, Death. I will wish to speak with you soon.
