Creepypasta Battles

Dr.Smiley vs. Puppeteer

*This will be Puppeteer's pov*

(Who do you think will win?)

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I glared at the male in front of me, biting down on my tongue. "Why did you do that?" I asked, trying to keep calm as much as I could.  He just glances down at the dead body by my feet, smirking a little bit. Geez, I just wanna knock that off of his face! "Answer me!" I shouted, feeling the anger growing inside of me.

"It was my kill that you took." The doctor states, seeming calm as ever. I clenched my hands into fist, feeling myself shaking in anger.

"No, they were mine! I was in the middle of killing them when you're ass just came in here." I growled, feeling myself slowly floating off the ground.

My breathing began to get heavier and faster, gritting my teeth out of anger at the doctors' presence. "If I were you, I'd leave." Glancing at the window behind him, I see that the sun has set and it was completely dark out. The stars shined like nothing was wrong, always smiling down at us. Snapping out of my gaze, the doctor was nowhere in front of me, making me slowly float back down to the ground.

"Geez ..." I ran my hand over my face, feeling my feet touch the wooden floor beneath me. Looking down at the dead body, I frowned, huffing out of rage. That doctor will pay. Turning to leave, I heard a small noise behind me, sounding like footsteps on the hardwood floor. I stopped dead in my tracks, looking slowly over my shoulder to see Dr. Smiley smirking at me, holding his syringe in the air. A small drop of red liquid slowly slid down the needle and over on his hand.

"What are you doing? I thought you were gone." A low growl came out of my throat, making me clench my jaw.

Smiley just smiles at me, without saying a single word. His eyes sparkled with something evil, even I couldn't tell what it was. Everything around us was absolute silence, no noises came from inside or outside the house.

"ANSWER ME!" I demanded, shooting my golden strings out of my fingers and around his neck. Smileys' hands jumped to my strings, trying to claw at them as his syringe feel to the ground with a little 'clink.' I tightened my grip, slowly raising him off the ground.

A small smile begins to grow on my face, seeing him struggling to breathe. I pulled him closer to me so that his face was about a foot apart from mine. His breath tickled my nose every time he let out a ragged breath.

"I fucking warned you." I sneered, glaring into Smiley's red orbs. He just growled, before his hand rose in the air, swinging down at me. I watched as something shiny aimed right for me, feeling an immense pain shoot through my entire head and directly into my right eye.

Releasing the male, my hands covered my eye, taking out the little syringe that was hanging on it. "Damn it!" I looked at the syringe, seeing my black blood slowly trickle down it the needle. I shuttered at the tingling feeling of my blood slowly rolling down my cheek. Crushing it in my hand, I snarled down at the doctor.

"I love the new look," Smiley spoke for once, smirking up at me as he was slowly backing away. Grasping the collar of his shirt, I raised him in the air.

"You got some nerves to mess with me." I retorted, throwing Smiley out the window that was behind him. The sound of glass-filled my ear as Smiley had a panic expression on his face.

Everything seemed to go in slow motion as I watched him grab the air, trying to avoid falling. Walking to the window, I saw his blood seeped slowly through his buttoned white shirt. Glass fragments laid out all around him, some even sticking out of his body. Floating down to meet him, I took noticed the doctor's damage, seeing that it hurt him to even lift his neck to look at me.

"Any last words?" I threatened, letting my golden strings come out of the tips of my fingers, slowly circling him.

"Fuck you." Smiley lets out a chuckle, no sanity behind it as his blood slowly ran through the corner of his mouth and down his chin. I wasted no time and fired my ropes through his body, watching Smiley hiss in pain. A satisfying crunch of bones as my strings protruded through is body made me shake in excitement.

Blood rushed from his wounds, quickly spreading down his shirt. His hands wrapped my strings, breathing heavily through his closed teeth.

"Never touch one of my victims again." I barked, pulling my strings out of him, letting him bleed out faster. Turning on my heel, I walked away from my latest victim, letting him bleed to death.

"See you in hell~"