After being shown up to a spare bedroom to call my own by Slenderman, the devastation finally floods through me of when I saw Jeff murder Devin. So much had been happening that I couldn't get a chance to think about it. Tears run down my face as I think about the man who died because of me. Yet another person close to me to get murdered by Jeff. I yell quietly to myself and punch the light blue pillow my head is resting on, why do I have to love a killer?!
Because he was there for you back in high school. My subconscious reminds me. I close my eyes and allow my brain to drift back to when Jeff was normal, shy and understanding. Back when he use to be my best friend. Tears flood down my face for the lost memories, and now he doesn't even remember me..
My eyes open due to a drastic change in the temperature. I begin panicking as I see I'm in a dark, cold empty room, nothing close to the room I was just in. Fire flashes up from all around the room, encircling me with flames as I scream. The flames grow higher as the heat licks at my skin, and crackles like it is laughing at me. Suddenly the flames die as I'm blinded from the dramatic change in lighting. I blink fiercely until a pair of bright orange-red glowing eyes appears in front of me. A gasp escapes me and I back up quickly as a form appears soon after the eyes.
Flames blaze behind the figure, lighting it up and allowing me to see the features. It appears to be a man, he stands at 6 foot with pitch black skin. Long claws extend from his fingers and his body is completely nude. I gaze up at his eyes to see his mouth open as he grins, showing a full mouth of sharp, piercing white teeth. "Jane..." His deep voice cradles my name, "so nice to finally meet you," he purrs. "My name is Ravana. I am part of your soul."
"M-my soul?" I gaze at him.
"Have you never had an urge to murder someone..?" His mouth quirks into a smirk.
My throat clenches, I have thought of that, and it'd be at the most random times too.
"You are to afraid to tell me I'm right," he laughs, "how cute." Fire forms behind me as he begins taking steps forward, closer to me. "I am your need. Your need for the comfort of insanity. Your need for the darkness you so wish to be cloaked in. Your need to set yourself aside from everyone else. Your need to KILL!" He yells, as he takes his last step until he is face to face with me. A grin crosses his face, "Jeffrey Woods is not the only insane killer you know."
I can feel his fiery breath on my face he is so close, and I cannot turn. I am trapped. Ravana forces me to look up at him. "Do you not agree Jane? Do you not agree that you crave all of those things? I am you."
He's right. Everything he said is true, I have thought all those things and it does not make me proud. Ravana grabs my head and forces me to look into the fires around me. The flames begin to form pictures of me when I was younger. But they weren't just pictures, they were memories. Me at age 5 playing with my favorite doll and he is standing in the corner. Then me at age 7 going to school and he is standing beside me in the shadow of the tree. Age 12, by me at the park with Danielle. Age 14, standing over me while I'm taking a test that I thought I failed horribly but actually got an A+. I hear him chuckle beside me at this one, "I may have helped you on that test."
I can't help but smile at this. Age 16, standing with my drivers license, he was in the corner of the building. And finally, age 17, me sleeping in the bed inside the room Slenderman showed me, standing over me and, watching me. A shiver runs though my spine. He was always there. Never missing a moment. "Now do you see." His voice questions me.
My eyes turn to his glowing ones, "yes. But why couldn't i see you?"
"I'm only visible in your dreams, or possibly if you can teach yourself to find me in the outside world. It is rather lonely."
I nod, taking that into consideration, "what are you?"
"Some form of demon. I don't quite know what to classify myself as." He taps his index finger's claw on his bottom lip. "But," he says quietly, "I do know what I kill for." His hand spreads across my upper chest. "Souls..." His claws close tightly into a point above my chest and he slowly begins to pull out a white gaseous looking substance between his claws. I begin feeling very light headed as I gaze down at the orb. My soul.. His voice echoes quietly in my mind as I begin to lose consciousness, "fire will be your destruction my dear Jane..."
A.N. I do own Ravana, I've posted the story of him onto the creepypasta website but no luck yet :( The reason I use Ravana is like how Jeff has his "need". So Ravana is in a way like Jane's "need" to kill, just thought it'd add more character to Jane rather than having her kill just because she can. Hahah. Thanks for reading so far guys, I love seeing all the views, votes and followers! I look forward to writing every chapter for you guys! Pleasseee don't be to shy to comment, I'd love to hear what you guys think of my story! :) Thanks. Here is the story of Ravana that I posted giving more appearance details to him and also his powers, http://www.wattpad.com/62016016-ravana
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Romance(I do not own Jane or Jeff the killers) Jeff was always the strange and shy boy in class. But when he murdered his family along with my own parents and disappeared, I thought I'd never see him again. I was wrong.
