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

Transformation

Emeraldas POV

I woke up the next morning when someone grabbed my foot and dragged me out of the bed. I looked up to see Hoody. He was dragging me down the hallway towards the stairs. "Dude! What the fuck are you doing?" I kick my feet free of his grasp and stand up. "It's time to wake up." He said calmly. He walked down the stairs, and I flipped him off. I walked back into my room, and got ready for the day. Ya know, a shower, and clean clothes. Normal stuff. I walked down the stairs, and into the kitchen. A little girl sat at the table holding a teddy bear and staring at the table. A dude wearing a mask and a brown hoody looked up at me and waved. "Hey there... people." I say hesitantly. Slender teleported in front of me, and I jumped back ten feet. "Goodmorning Emeralda. This is Sally," he pointed at the little girl, "and this is Masky." The little girl looked up at me, and her face was covered in blood. Her eyes were pure white, but other than that, she was adorable. I smiled at her, and she giggled. Masky stood up and walked over to me. "So, Im taking you out today to get stuff. Let me know when you're ready, kay?" I nodded, hypnotized by his deep voice. I've always been one for a guy with a deep voice, so this dude is like God for me. Masky walked back to his chair and sat down. "So, what's there to eat?" I ask Slender. He opens a cabinet and pulls out some Fruity Pebbles. "How did you get these?!" I ask. Fruity Pebbles are the best shit to ever be created. Slender chuckled. "Well, when we kill our victims, if we are low on food, we raid their cabinets and steal their food." He explains. I nod, distracted by my mouth watering. He hands me the box, and I quickly fix a bowl and devour it. AMAZING. Hoody walks in and punches Masky in the shoulder. "Sup bro?" He says. Masky turns around and knocks the hell out of Hoody. "Nothing." Masky said simply. I raise an eyebrow at their odd relationship and Sally grabs my hand. She pulls me down to her height. "Hoody and Masky are like brothers, they love each other but can't show it. So they use each other to train." I nod, and continue watching them fight. Slender wrapped a tentacle around Masky and pulled him away, standing him up in front of me. "Take her to get her stuff now." He says. Masky looks at me, and says, "You ready?" I nod, and we walk out of the house. "Grab my hand, and don't let go." I nod, and grab his hand. "Oh! Wait, I gotta take off my mask." I let go of his hand, and he pulls at the string of his mask. Once it's off, I gasp. "What? What's wrong?" He asks frantically. I shake my head. He had brown hair that perfectly swooped to the side. His face was perfectly sculpted and held gorgeous grey eyes. His nose was perfect, his lips were perfect, everything was just... perfect. "Alright.. Well, grab my hand." I grabbed it, and I closed my eyes, feeling lightheaded and sick. I opened them when the feeling left, and we were in the woods by a Lowes. We walked into the store and began our 'buying stuff'.

Jeff's POV

'Ugh, what the fuck happened?' I thought, sitting up slowly. My back hurt like hell and was covered in bandages. "BEN!" I called out. He ran into the room, and helped me off the table. "What happened to me man?" I asked. "You were stabbed with a piece of glass, it was pretty deep. But if you want, I'll heal it for you." He explains. SHIIIIIIT. If it gets healed, I can go kill again. I chuckle. "BEN, heal this shit." He nods. "Alright, lay down in your stomach." I lay down, and be puts his hand on top of the bandages. He hums the song of healing, and my back starts to burn. I start to jolt around like a seizure. When it's over, I feel brand new. "Thanks Dude." I say, and run out of the building. Fuck that video, I need to kill. NOW. I ran into town, and darted through the alleyways. But I felt a sort of electricity in the air. I looked around, and saw Masky, with THAT MOTHERFUCKING GIRL!!!!! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!? I watch them while they teleport furniture and when they finish, walk into the woods. I ran right where they were and caught them before they left. "Maskyyy..." I called dangerously. "Shit." He murmured. I chuckled. I walked out in front of them, and I noticed Emeralda stiffen. "What the fuck do you want Jeff?" Masky says. I cackle at their uneasiness. "Who is this?" I ask, pointing at Emeralda. "None of your business, reject." He says. "Oh, but it is. I found her first. You see those scars on her cheeks? Well, guess who put them there." I say, getting irritated by Maskys constant insults. "That doesn't matter, she'll be a Pasta soon, and won't belong to anyone." I ignore Masky, and walk over to Emeralda. She stood strong as I lurked towards her. "Did you get my surprise, love?" I say, obviously catching her off guard by my words. "What surprise?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. "No doubt you went home yesterday." She put two and two together, and her fists clenched. "YOU MOTHERFUCKER." She growled. She jumped on me, knocking me down on the ground. She pounded her fists into my face multiple times. I kicked her off, and charged at her. She jumped out of the way, and tackled me back down to the ground. She looked directly into my eyes, and I noticed her eyes weren't the same beautiful color as before, but yellow, with red flecks noticeable. She stood up, and closed her eyes. I sat up, perplexed. "Emeralda?" Masky called. Then I noticed the ground shaking, and she started to float off of the ground. Her body started to contort and change. Then, an unseen force picked me up, and threw me across the ground into a tree. I groaned at the pain, and continued to watch. Her body slowly went back down to the ground, and her form was revealed. To be honest, she was beautiful either way. I've never said that about any other girl, ever. Her blonde hair laid out in waves, and her pale skin was now laden in spikes. Her nails had grown longer, and fangs poked out from beneath her lips. But I noticed a sizzling sound, and I looked at her hand. In the palm of her hand was a mark, but it wasn't one of a Proxy. I didn't recognize it. But it didn't matter right now, Emeralda was a Pasta, and is my first victim to ever escape me.