You Can't Change Me (Jeff The Killer Fanfiction)

New Life

Emeraldas POV

My eyes fluttered open, but were quickly shut because of a bright chandelier over my head. Wait... Where am I? I sat up and looked around. I was in some house, lying on a couch in some sort of living room. I got up, listening for anyone that may be in here. Walking cautiously, I saw that there were stairs leading up to a second floor. A kitchen was beside the living space with an open concept. There was a dining room attached and there were four spots set. Who lived here? How in the hell did I get here? I noticed a door, and I walked to it, opening it. It led to a basement, with a very foul odor emanating from its depths. I quickly shut it, and held in a gag as I walked towards the staircase.

I walked up the creaky stairs, and was in a hallway with five of six doors lining the walls. I opened the first door to find it was empty. The walls were painted a light teal, and it had one window. I closed the door and went to the next one. Empty. I went to the next one and found an immaculate room with pure white walls and a canopy bed draped in black sheets. There was a piano in the center, and a desk sat in front of a long window. Book shelves lined the free walls, and were filled with books. I closed the door and went to the next one. This room had pink walls, and stuffed animals strode across the floor. A small table with little chairs sat against a wall and a small bed covered I pink fluffy pillows sat perpendicular to a window. BARF. Too much pink. I shut that door and walked to the next one. This room was... Simple. The only things in there was an unmade bed, and a dresser lined with pill bottles. I shut that door and prepared myself for the last door. I opened it and inside was a dude in a yellow hoody sitting in the middle of the floor. There was a bed with yellow, stained sheets, and a desk with a book lying open on it. The man turned around slowly, and looked at me. His face was nothing but glowing, red eyes and a red smile. That was all I could see anyway. He stood up really quickly and I gasped. I took off running and almost fell down the stairs. The man grabbed me from behind and pulled me into the empty room, locking the door behind us. I backed up against the wall and watched him, lurking towards me.

"Wh- Who are you?" I asked. He tilted his head and put his hands on both sides of the wall beside my head. He leaned towards my ear and whispered, "Hoody." I nodded and ducked out from under his arm, and darted towards the door. I tried to unlock it, but he pulled me away and pushed me on the floor. "Look Newbie! I don't take to kindly to girls like you trying to push me around!" He crawled on top of me, and sat on my stomach, making it hard to breathe. Just then, the door opened downstairs. "You're lucky Slender's home, otherwise, I would have showed you who's boss." I gulped and stood up. Hoody unlocked the door and walked out, and I followed, walking down the stairs. What I saw scared the shit out of me. A tall, faceless man stood in front of me. His arms reached the floor and he wore a suit. "U-uuuummm... H-hey." I stuttered.

The mans blank head twisted, and his blank face turned into... a face. "Hello, Emeralda." He said. "How do you know my name?" I asked. "I know EVERYTHING." I gulped. "Oh, how rude of me. I am the Slenderman. All of my proxies call me Slender." he said. I nodded and looked around. "If you don't mind my asking, where am I Slender?" I asked cautiously.

"You are currently residing in Slender Mansion. Where you will learn to harness your killing abilities, just as Hoody has." I looked to my right to see Hoody staring at Slender as if in a trance. "I must take you to your room, but I must apologize, I have no furniture for you." Slender said. I shrugged my shoulders. "As far as I'm concerned, your couch is pretty comfortable." I said. Slender chuckled. We walked up the stairs and he opened the door to the teal room. "This, is your living quarters as you stay with us here at Slender Mansion."

"Thank you, Slender. But... shouldn't I get some stuff from home?" I asked. Honestly, I was concerned. My parents must be worried sick. He nodded. "I will accompany you there. Hold tight to my hand." He said. I grabbed his hand and I suddenly felt lightheaded. I closed my eyes and reopened them and we were in the woods outside my house. I let go of Slender, and walked to my back door and walked in.

Something didn't feel right. All of the lights were off, and a window was open. "Mom? Dad?" No one answered. I walked up stairs and my parents door was open. "Hello?" I walked into the room to meet a gruesome sight.

My parents bodies lay on the floor in pools of their own blood, dead. My moms throat was slit, and her face was frozen in a scream of terror. My father lay there with dried blood on his face and a gash on his forehead. His chest lay open, and blood caked on his shirt. I gagged and started to cry. Who THE FUCK DID THIS!!!!!??? I have to get over this. I'm a killer now, I can't feel sympathy. I got up, furiously wiped away my tears, and ran out of the room. I went into my room, and pulled out my book bag and started stuffing in my necessities. A couple outfits, my PHONE!! Phone charger, makeup, underwear, and other girly stuff. I zipped it up and ran outside to meet Slender. I grabbed his hand and we were back at the mansion, safe and sound.

I walked in my room and sat the bag down against the wall. Slender carried in a twin mattress and a couple blankets and pillows and sat them in the corner. "This is the best we can manage until tomorrow. I'll get Masky to take you out." He said.

Masky? Who the hell is Masky? I stood up and set up my makeshift bed and crawled into it. Guess we'll have to see who he is tomorrow. With that I shut my eyes, and fell asleep.

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