Jeff The Killer x Alice Liddell (Fan Fiction)

Chapter 12

Jeff's P.O.V

Chapter 12: 

She had been in there for far too long, I gave a quick glance at the clock hanging loosely above my dark wooden desk. Another hour has passed, curiousity bit down on my thoughts. What as Slendy doing to her? What was she doing? Was she one of us? Or could she not make it through...the memories. I heard the feeling whisper in my ears, groaning I shook my head, darkly clouded from te hunger stil churning deep inside. Was Slendy feeding off her? I felt my lips curl into a viscous scowl, the scars of my permanent smile turning into a demented grin. I could never let anyone kill her before I did. I could not ever let anyone end her life before I would be able to taste the fragments of her insanity, even though I couldnt kill her. I frowned, standing up from the side of my bed and quietly pacing through my room. Again, confusing myself as too why I could not kill her, as to why when I had the chance the hunger that I had for her scarlet , flowing, red blood vanished. But a newer, louder hunger would creep in to replace it, and I don't know what would soothe it. Slowly I weighed my familiar, sleek knife in my hands. I gazed at it for a moment, my thoughts and consious whispering feed us..look after us Jeff, please Jeff.We're hungry.. Growling, I marched to the door. I had to check on her. Had to see if she made it at least, had o make sure that Slendy didn't have the pleasure of feasting on her, I wanted that all too myself. 

Pressing my pale hand against the door I violently creaked it open into the darkness, pulling myself into the magnetic aura of the room. Neither of them saw me, I could see Slendy standing with his long arms raised above his head and the girl standing in front of him. Tucking my knife away I let out a suppressed sigh, I had walked in just in time, just in time for the transformation. I felt my body tense, he was turning her into one of us. I took a step forward, doing my best not to ruin his concentration, and not to ruin her. I gazed as Slendy muttered something under his breath and I watched as the ground beneath the girl started to shake and break away around her. She looked down hurriedly and clutched her arms to herself, pulling her body in close. She looked at Slendy, I could see the strained trust she was putting on him. "Close your eyes..." II heard Slendy say too her, he kew I was in here. He was allowing me to listen in, Slendy gestured for me to stand by him, I ran quickly and watched. 

She closed her washed out, pale green eyes, a stressed smily spread across her pained face. She let her hands fall to her sides, her fists slowly unclenching into a relaxed hand. Slendy dropped his hands and watched her with his eyeless face, "Now let all the pain..All the sadness...All the memories sweep over you, let it consume you. Let it become ou, let the madness in" I heard Slendy say, I looked at her. Her face was twitching, swirling with pain. With delicious madness, with the scattered and agony of her life. I felt a smile spread across my face, watching her squirm and the pain all around her mind grow stronger and louder in her own head. Her suffereing is so loud we can taste it Jeff.."Think of what drives you, think of what you live for, what you need to survive" Slendy said, his rich German accent full of power. I watched her hands clench into small balls. I could see a dark shade of delicious red sweep over the room. I looked around, the red consumed everything, changing all the colors and deforming anything it touched. I looked down at my body as it too became covered in the color. Her madness was palpable, "Now think of what you want...The one thing that no one will ever take away from you. And I think we all know what that is" Slendy's voice slithered. Her body started to float off the ground, taking a new form. Small, violet butterflies flew out from the broken away ground and surrounded her body, kissing parts of her bruised skin. Removing her old self, removing what she was on the outside. To reveal what lay even deeper.

The butterflies landed all over her, all of them in different colors randing from green to red. I watched as the ones that landed on her arms to erase the burns, cuts and bruises. Making her old self break away, her skin being replaced with a more supple, ageless look. Her pale arms now glowing with youth and health, where the wounds had been was now replaced by more seamless glowing skin. The butterflies swarmed all around her, the room's color changing to a light blue, I bit my lip. the butterflies swarmed at her feet, her small worn out boots and black stockings being replaced with knee length leather boots with black and white striped stockings. They then swarmed over her dress, I felt my mouth drop as the dull colors turned into a dark ripe blue, her sleeves softened into a silk material and shortened to shoulder length. Becoming small puffs of blue on her shoulders, her apron grew longer and cleaner, the pockets glowed with symbols that looked strange and new, her skin glowed with immortality and I gasped as he hair grew longer, thicker. Healthier, still the same chestnut brown but with twists and layers of darkness, of blackness. Around her neck the butterflies circled a long pendant which hung over her belly button. Resembling an Omega symbol, I stared at the butterflies all covered hr face. Her body floated higher, looking as though she were floating under water in a deep trance filled with suffering and utterless pain. The butterflies then broke away, disappearing into the blue of the room. She fell to the groun with a slam, landing on her feet elegantly. Her long hair covering her face, she looked up and opened her eyes wearily, her eyes. The green screamed with a louder life, the madness that she had buried for so long was laughing inside of her eyes. Her face was a smooth wash of creamy white, looked smooth and ripe with agelessness. Her lips now were beautifully colored cherry pink, her cheeks no longer hollow and skinny but now full and smooth. Her eyes looked as though she were wearing traces of makeup, which had enhanced the hypnotizing green of her eyes. The hunger boiled, louder in my head and body. She looked down at herself, her hands started trembling, "This..This can't be" she said quietly, I looked at Slendy who sighed and replied, "This is who you are, you are a creepypasta...you are one of us" I nodded straightly, her eyes looked glassy almost as though she was going to cry. But she simply took a deep breath, nodding she fingered the pendant around her neck. Smiling blindly to herself, she bent her head down and said, "Thank you.." the sweet, almost innocent sounding english accent filled her words gratefully, Slendy looked at me and then at her, "You have to get the feelings under control first...so my friend here will help you, teach you" Slendy draped a long, heavy arm around my shoulder, "Wait...What?" I stuttered, looking at the both of them confused, Slendy nodded. I knew better than to argue with him, besides if I didn't kill soon my body would give away on me soon. The girl smiled and nodded then turned to exit the room, Slendy stopped her, looking down at me. I nodded, getting the hunt so I left the room.