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

Reintroduction

Jeff's POV

"We gotta get her back to the mansion! Jeff, please.. help me." Masky screamed. I got up from the ground, feeling my bones crack. That impact hurt. ALOT. I walked over and Emeralda was knocked out cold. "I got her feet, grab her arms." I took a hold of her wrists, and we teleported back to the mansion. All of a sudden, pure agony filled my body, and I felt like I was on fire. I screamed and something knocked me away from the mansion. What the hell? I stood up slowly, and tried walking back, but the same process happened again. Hoody ran up to me, and helped me up. "Jeff, dude! Are you trying to kill yourself? You can't be here!" I looked at him and snickered. "I do what I want. SlenderBITCH doesn't scare me." I ran back towards the mansion and was once again thrown back, but everything went black.

Maskys POV

When we arrived, I watched Jeff get thrown by nothing. I bust out laughing and dragged Emeralda into the mansion. I propped her up on the couch and called for Slender. He teleported into the room, and gasped. "What happened to her?" I explained everything that happened with Jeff, and Slender shook his head. "She got to worked up, shes a premature Pasta. Theyre very dangerous, and stubborn. We need to take her to her room, and let her rest." We grabbed her, and took her upstairs to her room. We laid her down, and walked out of the room. Sally walked out of her room, and stopped in front of us. She just nodded, and walked down the stairs and out of the house. "Masky! Dude come look at Jeffs dumbass!" Hoody called from downstairs. Slender and I walked downstairs, and Hoody lead us to the border where Jeff was laying unconcious. I started laughing, and Slender shook his head. "We need to revive him." Slender put his hands on Jeffs chest, and whispered something. Jeff glowed, and the spell of rejection was taken away. I grabbed his hands, and dragged him to the mansion and left him on the floor of the living room. I sat on the couch, and started to think about Emeralda.  She was gorgeous no doubt, but that mark. What was that? It definitely wasnt one of a Proxy, and it really didnt look familiar. Slender walked in, and picked Jeff up off of the floor. "Yo, Slender. Did you see the mark on Emeraldas hand?" I asked. He shook his head, and took Jeff up the stairs. I laid back, and closed my eyes, picturing the mark. It was like the head of a hawk, decomposing and veiny. A strike of lightning shot behind it. I couldnt stop thinking about it. What did it depict? Whos mark was it? I was disrupted from my thoughts by shouting and banging above my head. "WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING HERE?!" "You were unconcious." "YOU DID IT!" "You called me SlenderBITCH." Then alot of banging, and a new voice. "SHUT THE HELL UP!! IM TRYING TO- OH HELLLLLL NO!" Then alot of fighting. I got up and sighed. I ran up the stairs, and was confronted with the sight of Emeralda and Jeff in a huge tussel, while Slender sat propped up against the wall watching. "HEY! Enough!" I yelled, prying them off of each other. Emeralda was glaring at Jeff, and Jeff just stood there smirking. "Wipe that dumbass smirk off your face, JEFFREY." Emeralda sneered. Jeff growled, and tried to charge back at her, but i held him back. "I got this." Slender put his hands on their foreheads, and a shock went through the air. They both fell to the floor unconcious. "What did you do?" I ask. "I took away their memories of each other.  If i didnt, they would eventually kill each other." He explained. I took Emeralda into her room and laid her back down on her bed. Slender took Jeff to the empty bedroom, and poofed up his old furniture from the shed in the backyard. He laid him down on the old bed, and exited the room. 

Emeraldas POV

Dream-

Where am I? I sat up and looked around. I was in some sort of chamber, with torches lining the walls. I stood up, and walked to the door. Hallelujah it isnt locked! I opened the door and walked out into the hall, facing a door. It was the only door in the entire hallway. I walked towards it, and as i walked, it got further and further away. The floor gave out from under me, and i fell down into a pit of dead birds. I gagged, and felt for a wall. My hand hit something, but it wasnt a wall. I felt something breathing on my neck, and a hand ran down my arm. "Youre Mine." Something whispered in my ear. I screamed, and was thrown towards a light-

Reality-

I woke up and sat up in a cold sweat. I was in the mansion, and i got up out of the bed. I walked down to the kitchen to get some water, and i noticed a head poking up over the edge of the couch in the living room. "Hello?" A dude stood up and turned to face me. He had long black hair that framed a bleached white face. A smile was cut into his cheeks, and every so often a drop of blood would drip down his cheek. He walked towards me, and i could see that he had no eyelids. "Hey." He said, staring into my eyes. "Im Jeff. Jeff the Killer." He held out his hand, and i shook it. "Im Emeralda." I said. His voice was deep and raspy. Perfectly fitting for his image. Something about him fascinated me, and I felt like we met before. He nodded, and went back into the living room. "Its nice to meet you, Emeralda. We should hang out tomorrow." He said. I nodded, and smiled. "Sounds like a sure thing." I walked back up the stairs and into my room. He was... Strange. Strange yet beautiful at the same time. He represented mystery and danger, but at the same time.. something else...

Jeffs POV

She was strange yet beautiful. Gorgeous, her eyes were rare. Yellow and red? Wow. I feel like we met before though. But i want her, to myself. Shes beautiful...