Two Murderers (Jeff the Killer x Reader)

Becoming One

"I think it's time you become a real creepypasta," Slenderman determined. It's been a few days since the whole making-out-with-Jeff thing. Ever since he's been surprising me with kisses when we were alone.

"Omigosh really?" I exclaimed.

"Yes, really."

"OMG thank you!" I hugged Slender, and he, although surprised, hugged me back.

"Since everybody is here, I will be announcing it at exactly three o' clock. You will stand next to me while I am doing so."

"Okie dokie."

"You may go now."

I practically ran out of the door. I saw Jeff on the couch, so I leaped into his lap.

"What're you so happy for?" he asked.

"You'll find out at three."

"Okay, now that makes me suspicious."

"Hah, well you're not gonna find out 'til three."

"Meet me in the living room in five" Slender announced in our minds.

Within minutes, everyone was already seated. I just stood at the doorway.

Finally, Slenderman came into the living room. I stood beside him like earlier instructed.

"I have an announcement to make: (Y/N) is becoming the newest Creepypasta. She will pick her own name and choose her weapon. Jeffery, I expect you to help her with this, as you two seem... close. I also have a mission for two to complete."

"Wait, hold on," Jeff intervened, "you're saying that (Y/N) is going on a mission without any more training?"

"She'll be with you, but this person has to go down quickly."

"Why not send EJ? Or Clockwork and Toby?"

"Because all EJ would do is eat their kidneys. Toby and Clockwork already did a mission. Besides, (Y/N) only has one kill. She needs more."

"Hey! I would not only eat their delicious kidneys, but I would also kill them too!" Eyeless Jack complained.

"Still, (Y/N) needs her kills."

"With next to no training?" Jeff contradicted.

"Again, she has you. Must I repeat myself?" Slender asked dangerously.

"No, sir."

"Good. Now, (Y/N), what is your creepypasta name?"

I thought for a minute. "(Creepypasta Name)."

"Very well. Now, Jeffery, help her choose a weapon she's good at."

"Okay." He got up and grabbed my hand, leading me into the training room. "So, (Y/N) the Psycho, aye? I like it."

"Well, I hope you do, otherwise there would be some issues."

When we got into the training room, he handed me a sword from the weapon rack, "Use the dummies over there, test your melee skills."

"Can do."

I practically dropped the sword, it was so heavy. I walked over to the training dummies and started by stabbing them, making deep wounds. I stabbed the arms and torso.

"Not bad. You hitting where you're aiming?" 

"Yeah,"

"Good, that's a possibility then."

"No, it's too heavy," I complained.

"Oh, ok. How about this?" Jeff handed me a mace,

"Oh, hhhhell no. This is even heavier than the sword!"

"Crap. Try a bow and arrow."

"I'll try."

"Okay, aim for the chest, where the heart would be."

"Okay, can do."

I drew the bow, aiming for the heart. I was standing about 10 feet away, which, normally, wouldn't be the case.

I let go of it, and the arrow went flying, but it hit an arm instead.

"Dag nabbit."

"Anything else?"

"Yeah, there's a dagger. You might do good with that." He grabbed the dagger and handed it to me. It was beautiful, with an obsidian jewel on the hilt and a black blade. It was the most gorgeous dagger I'd ever seen.

I stared at it for a couple of seconds, until Jeff said, "She's a beauty, isn't she?

All I could say was "Mhm"

After snapping out of my trance, I took the dagger out of his hands and started by slashing at the dummy. It was surprisingly light and easy to use. Sharp, too. I loved it.

"Great, is it too heavy or light or just right?"

"It's just right!"

"Great, try throwing it."

"Okay." I stood 10 feet away again and threw the knife. I actually hit the heart area.

"Wow, that was amazing," he lowered his lips to mine and kissed me. I kissed back.

When we finally pulled apart, I was gasping for air.

"I love you, little psycho," he teased.

"And I love you, little killer," I teased back.

"I'm big, not little!" he hmphed.

We went into the living room again. Slender was still there, along with everyone else.

"Well, that took forever, what were you two doing? Fucking?" BEN laughed.

"No, I just had a hard time finding a weapon that fits my style," I replied snarkily.

"Mmhmm, don't believe you."

"Look here!" I showed him my new dagger.

"So, you got that one," Slender said.

"Yup, and it's perfect for me!" I exclaimed.

"Good, now, off to your mission. It's Jeffery's old house, as people live there now."

"Great..." Jeff muttered.

"Okie." I was super giddy to get to kill again. "C'mon!" I grabbed Jeff's hand and led him out of the door.

"So, where's your old house?" I asked.

"Follow me, kitten," he chuckled.

"Okie!"

I followed him for a good half hour. We had just gotten out of the woods.

"Ugh, it takes sooo loooonnng." I groaned.

"Just another fifteen minutes and we'll be there," Jeff looked at the moon, now full.

"Eh, fine."

Sure enough, fifteen minutes later, we ended up at his old house. We stopped at the door, looked at each other, and nodded. It was showtime.