Jeff and the Succubus [ON HIATUS]

Chapter 5 - She's .... A Ghost? (Part 1)

**This Was Typed By Phone And Computer. Please Ignore Typos. I'll Eventually Fix Them.**

Jeff's P.O.V.

        While Candie flew home, I handled my brave, little woman beater.

        "So. Beating up on girls now? Ran out of other play toys? Or did mommy never teach you not to put you hands on girls?" I asked, feigning disappointment. The idiot tried to get up and run, now in complete fear. Doesn't he watch horror movies? Before he was even steadily on his feet, I was already breaking his legs at the shin. With a shriek of pain, he buckled and fell to the ground. I scoffed as he writhed in pain on the ground pathetically.

        "Tsk tsk," I tutted. "I thought you knew me better. Haven't you heard all of my infamous stories? What could possibly make you think you could get out of this alive?"

        "What do you want from me?!" He screamed. I paused. I was fucking stunned. What the fuck kind of cliche was that? What do I want? I'm a killer, what the fuck else can I want?!

     "Did you really just ask me that? Like, seriously, is that all you could come up with? The legendary Jeff the Killer, and all you can come up with is 'What do I want'? Go to fucking sleep," Annoyed at that pitiful attempt at living, I drew my knife from my pocket. He screamed and I took that opening to plunge my knife into the back of his throat. Blood gurgled and pooled up in his mouth, and when I snatched out he fell over grasping his neck, trying to breathe through all the blood.

       "Aww. You can't bweave?" I cooed, with a fake pout. "Lemme help," I took the blade and slashed across his neck, spewing blood all over me. He sputtered and choked in attempt to get some air in his lungs. He really was a trooper wasn't he? Kneeling to his level, I gripped a fist of his hair and straightened him up, slapping his weak hands from his neck.

        "Shh..." I put a finger to my torn lips. "Go," I positioned my blade at the corner of his mouth. "To," I ripped his mouth open in a messy match of mine. "Sleep." I stabbed him in the heart and twirled the blade in his chest. Smiling at my work, I dropped his limp body as I stood. I am damn good at this. As I admired my work, I heard sirens getting closer and closer to this street. 3...2...1... Right on cue, a tentacle erupted from the forest and wrapped around my throat, tight, snatching me away. Shit.

         I was thrown into a clearing and slammed into the ground, the impact knocking the wind out of me. I gasped for air and cringed, the movement making my muscles scream. Through the stars in my vision I could see the trees that blocked out the sun, creating an eerie darkness that would drive a sane person mad. Wait. I hear a buzzing noise. Were there bees nearby? I didn't know there were bees in Slendy's--

       "FUCK!" I yelled into the darkness, clutching my head in pain, static filling my head like a swarm of fucking bees. Groaning and holding back more outbursts, I shakily stumbled to my feet, using a tree to help me stand.

    "Aarg!" I started grinding my head into the tree, the static getting louder until my head was throbbing with a raging headache. "F-fuck!"

      "Jeffrey..." Slendy sang in my head, his usual monotone laced with annoyance and anger. What's his deal? And why is he taking it out on me?! "Jeffrey, Jeffrey, Jeffrey..."

      "Shit! W-what?!" I was banging my head against the tree now, blood streaming down my face, the static growing louder and louder until when I uncovered my eyes everything was blurred and distorted, to the point where I just kept my eyes covered with my jacket sleeve to keep from puking all over the damned place from dizziness. God, I've only seen him this mad and suffered from it once before, and dammit I let it happen again.

     "You are being careless." He hissed in my mind. His voice sounded calm, but his presence in my mind was killing me, like he was taking up all space in my head to the point that it was about to burst. "You will not put us at risk. Do you not know how difficult it is to break you out of a place that knows all of my known weaknesses?" He scolded.

     "I had everything under control,"  I groaned through clenched teeth.

     "Really? You had everything under control? So you are aware of the officers and federals who are now on the lookout?" He hissed.

    "What the fuck are you talking abo--" I yelled in pain, the sound echoing though the trees, sending birds scattering through the sky. He was toying with me and tearing me apart through my mind. And you know the funny part? His fucking forest is rigged so nobody can hear your fucking screams. This shit can go on for literallydays. I'll never hear the end of his bitching.

   Suddenly the static and buzzing started dying down. I collapsed, splayed out on the ground, heaving like I'd just run the marathon to top all marathons.

   "Excuse me," A small voice appeared above me. Slowly, I uncovered my eyes, groaning as my world was still spinning. Slowly, easily, steadily, I sat up to face the voice. There was a girl standing there, hair pinned in a messy bun, small frames on the tip of her nose, and straight jacket tie around her waist. She looked familiar... Where had I seen her before? Why didn't I kill her when I did? Why isn't she screaming?

    "You have, you couldn't, and we are used to seeing unnatural things." She knelt in front of me to get eye level with me, answering all my questions. That I thunk. I wasn't talking. Was I? Wait. Her eyes. One of them is purple. It's glowing...

    "Your thought process is quite random, isn't it?" She smirked, tilting her head to rest on her knee.

    "Stop that," I sneered. "Who are you? You got three seconds before I split your vocal cords."

    "Calm down, friend." She giggled. "We're Nicole. Call us Nikki, please." She stuck a hand out for me to shake, which I completely ignored. She must've got the message. "We are no threat, Jeffrey. We believe you have befriended our Catherine."

    "....Candie?" I put two-and-two together to see that Catherine must've meant Candie. I do kinda remember someone calling her that. Was this the chick?

    "Yes, Jeffrey, we are that 'chick'." She smiled. "You have many questions, yes?"

    "Yeah. And stop calling me that." I spat the word in disgust. I'm not 'Jeffrey' anymore. I haven't been him in a long time...

    "Of course," She agreed, getting serious. She stood and offered her hand to help me up. Scoffing, I hopped to my feet, snatched my hood up, and brushed past her. I heard her giggle again, and the grass crunch as she started to follow me.

    "What do you want. You should be happy I didn't kill you just then." I grumbled with a deep sigh. I hate being followed. Shit gets people killed. Fast.

   "Jeffr- Jeff," she corrected herself when looked over my shoulder. "We both know you won't kill us." I had her pinned up against a tree with my blade to her throat before she had time to take a breath after that sentence. She only had time to gasp. Our faces were so close that someone walking pass, which was impossible, would've thought we were a couple. I read her facial features for fear, but I found...amusement. The hell? She was reading me, too. The little bitch.

    "You are confused, no?" She smirked.

    "Why do you fucking talk like that?" I snarled.

    "Please, explain?"

    "THAT! You talk in third person, and all proper and shit, like that arrogant, tall, prick of an octopus!" As I finished my sentence, Nikki's eyes started to roam upwards. "He's..uh..behind me. Isn't he...?" I sighed, dropping my head to her  shoulder, my arms dropping to my sides. A tentacle wrapped around me, one for each limb and one around my waist. I was lifted into the air and turned to face Mr. No Face.

   "Arrogant, tall, prick of an octopussss, eh," His skin split to reveal his mouth, which instantly started overrunning with that black ink that fills his body. It turned up into an evil smile that brought back many, many memories. I shuddered with the thought.

   "Calm down, Jeffrey. You aren't getting off that easssily," He chuckled darkly and I felt my face heat up, turning to look away.. "Maybe," He added with a laugh. "Come. Candie awaitssss." He waved Nikki over and teleported us to our hideout.