Trick And Kill~~Jeff The Killer X Reader X Eyeless Jack

Chapter 5 Kill Or Get Killed

    EJ was walking inside the moonlit forest, careful not to wander off too much, resulting into Toby falling back and failing to follow him. Toby had fallen behind after he noticed something peculiar inside a nearby cave and stopped to look inside. They were walking towards the town on foot, as Slenderman insisted on not using anything in case they attracted unwanted attention. Also, the murderer they were after might not respond too well if he saw them riding Seedeater and it wouldn’t be a good way to enter a terrorized city with him. So, on foot it was. Luckily, it was only one o’ clock in the night and the town was only one hour away if they kept their paste as it was. EJ tucked his hands on his hoodie pockets, mindlessly walking among the trees. This was troublesome. All this fuss over one single killer was just too much. He clearly remembered his first killer days and nothing was as messy and random as this guy’s technique. Still, he was just a beginner and many of the Creepypasta had started in the same way, before Slenderman adopted them. But even if EJ thought it was peculiar that the authorities hadn’t caught the killer by now, he was strongly considering the fact that he might not be one of them and this whole expedition might turn out to be futile.

   If this turns out to be a total waste of time, he would kill the murderer on spot. That was Slenderman’s orders.

  The silence of the forest was right then, disturbed.

Heavy steps were heard coming from somewhere on his right, in the distance. It shouldn’t be Toby; every murderer in the house of Slenderman was fully capable of concealing his presence to the extreme, so walking with heavy steps was practically out of the question. He came to a halt and remained completely still, hiding himself in the darkness of the tree beside him, away from the illuminating moonlight. There was no need to draw his weapon yet, but his muscles tensed up immediately. He carefully watched from the shadows, as he heard the steps were coming closer and closer. A pained moan was barely heard. Was the creature wounded? Why did its paste gotten lighter as it approached?

   Then, in the moonlit clearing, a girl walked in through the tall trees. EJ was taken by surprise and his mouth half opened under his mask. The girl was unaware of his presence and walked slowly. Her left leg had a really bad burn and blood gashed out, staining the white snow that she was walking on. Her body wavered back and forth, as her wound and obvious fatigue were taking their toll on her. But the moment she walked inside the moonlight, one word could describe her beauty. Breathtaking. She had long/short hair, in the shade of deep/light (h/c). Her skin was illuminated by the moonlight and looked so smooth and silky as if it was liquid. She was two heads shorter than him with her characteristics reminding him of a doll. She was walking barefoot while the few pieces of clothes she had on her, barely hid what shouldn’t be seen. Her skin had deep, fresh scars that allowed her ruby red blood to come out. On her face, she had two deep scars, both even, descending down her beautiful face. But the most striking feature was her orange eyes with the black sclera.

   She came to a stop right in the middle of the clearing and closed her eyes, breathing in calmly.

  She was astonishing.

Then, as if she managed somehow to read his thoughts, she turned her head and pinned her gaze directly on him, like the predator that found his victim at last. Her slit-shaped pupils tightened and her hands slowly went behind her back, while her jaw clenched firmly. EJ started walking towards her, wanting to see what she would do next. So when she drew out a pair of bloodied cook knives, he halted, reached inside his pocket for his scalpel and drew it out.

  He smiled crazily under his mask.
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    The man took out the scalpel and seized to move at all. You kept your eyes pinned on him, waiting for the moment he would make his move. He looked muscular, but rather lean. He had managed to remain perfectly still, like a statue, puzzling you on how could a man do that in the first place. You didn’t lose your composure still and continued to stare carefully at him. Only a few meters were between you, a distance that you new pretty well that both of you could cover in an instant. You knew that sooner or later he would make a move, but not being able to see his eyes was troubling you, as you couldn’t predict when he would attack. A few minutes passed in total silence, while your lunatic smile slowly but steadily made its way on your face.