Two Murderers (Jeff the Killer x Reader)

Kidnapped

I woke up in a brightly lit room, sitting in a wooden chair. I tried to stand up but I realized I was strapped down, and ended up standing with the chair attached to me.

I sat back down, almost all out of hope.

Almost.

"Hello?" I called, desperate for an answer.

"Ah, you're awake. That was a nice fight you and those peasants put up. Too bad you lost. We have every member of your little team held captive somewhere in this building," a chilling voice replied.

Not what I was hoping for.

I looked around only to be greeted by pitch-black eyes with red pupils, much like BEN Drowned's.

His spikes were light gray, almost silver. I instantly knew it was Silver.exe

"Where am I?" I asked, panicked.

"In the torture chamber."

"Why did you attack? We're all 'pastas here!"

"That's not something you should know."

"Yes, it is! I'm one of you!"

"Still. Your precious Slenderman knows why. He won't tell anyone, of course."

I stayed quiet. I felt around for my dagger, then realized it wasn't on me. I  looked around and saw it on the counter, about 4 yards away.

"C'mon, princess, talk."

"Don't call me that!" I seethed.

"Alright, alright. Too bad you're so pretty."

"Eww," I said, disgusted. 

With me sitting, I was now his height.

He grabbed a scalpel, EJ's weapon choice, and walked toward me menacingly. 

"Wh- what are you gonna do with that?" I stuttered, terrified. It's been a while since I've felt this feeling.

This is how I get my answers. With every answer you don't give, I will cut into your skin. I will have you bleed to death if I must."

I gulped. This was not the kind of situation I wanted to be in. What happened to being in Jeff's arms? What happened to the stolen hours we've had together?

I hope he's ok.

Then I heard Jeff laugh, saying, "I'm a masochist, bitch! You think pain is gonna get me to speak?" from above. There must've been multiple floors to this place.

"What is your name?" Silver.exe asked me.

"(Y/N)" I replied honestly.

"Good, so you're gonna be honest with me. I like it," he stroked the blade of the scalpel, "What's your relationship with Slenderman?"

"He's our boss."

"Good. What if something were to, oh, I don't know, happen to him?" he threatened.

"Then it would be chaos and we would have to choose a new leader."

"Hmm... true, that. What is your motive for being a creepypasta like us?"

"For one, I love killing people. For two, I love Jeff."

"Oh, so we have a bit of romance I see. What if we killed him."

I realized Jeff's laughs had stopped...

I started to panic.

"Then I would kill you and the whole gang." I started to struggle in the chair, wanting to get out of it.