A dark night in an alley,
With flickering street lights uncanny.
The pounding, heavy rain accenting heart beats.
In darkness lurks the 2 impure souls of unfortunates, one who hunts the other.
The innocence of adolescence trapped by the unholy thought of revenge for one, and murder for the other.
Even more ominous, insanity from the lack of explanation.
The swift female that goes by the name of 'Jane The Killer', and wears a mask of pale material with dark lips and eyes molded into her face over time.
The cunning male with the name of 'Jeff The Killer', with a smile outstretched into a literal 'ear-to-ear' grin, and singed eyelids with dark circles.
Jeff is being hunted by Jane for many reasons, but especially one in particular that interferes with his favorite past time.
Murder.
Although, before he can complete his activity and let his victims blood run free, he whispers something sweet,
"Go To Sleep."
Jane may have the same last 2 names as Jeff, but she is his opposite.
She finds the victim Jeff has chosen, and warns them with a gentle, eerie warning,
"Don't Go To Sleep, You Won't Wake Up.."
And with that she is gone, leaving the poor human shaken, until Jeff arrives and sees they're not asleep, and he moves on.
A slash of silver shone in the pale moonlight of August, followed by a squirt of red liquid spouting in many places at once.
Jeff fell to the ground, with a stab wound in his stomach going right through him.
Though unfazed, he felt weakened as Jane climbed on top of him, and held her knife to his throat.
She looked amazing in the moonlight peeking through storm clouds, and Jeff hadn't felt this way since he met her.
5 years ago..this night.
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Cold Blood Turned Warm ||. (JeffxJane The Killers)
FanfictionFor all you CreepyPasta Fans, you already know Jeff and Jane's tale. How he murdered both of their parents, and since then , she's been hunting him down to return the favor. Although its impossible now that they're both immortal. Will Jeff fall in l...
