War on Creepypasta

Chapter 1 Mission Gone Wrong

"How does this house look?" Jeff pointed to a blue house while I was lost in my thoughts.

I was thinking about kidneys. Sweet, red kidneys! I hadn't eaten in awhile, so I was looking forward to having some.

"JACK!" Jeff yelled. I jumped.

"Oh! Uh, yea!" I walked to one of the windows in anticipation.

I opened it and slipped in without making a single sound. I walked over to a sleeping boy who looked about 9 years old.

I removed my scalpel, and expertly cut into the flesh right above the boys thigh. I had gone to college and studied to be a medical professor, but the cult had happened before I had received my diploma. The thought often saddened me, but I was full of too much pride right now to even bring the thought up.

To be honest, I loved my new life. I was bullied so much as a child. Now I get the opportunity to butcher and eat any and all that the Slenderman asks me to.

When the incision was large enough, I let the blood spill onto my hands as I dug through the boys organs. My hand closed around my prize.

A kidney! A beautiful, wonderful kidney! I stared at my prize in awe, when I heard footsteps.

I turned around to see Jeff, leaning against the doorway, his hoodie stained in fresh blood.

"Done already?" I asked as I dug around for the other kidney.

"Yea. You enjoy your organs. I'm gonna go raid the fridge" Jeff smiled and skipped off like a two year old.

I raised the food to my mouth, and then I heard someone yell. It wasn't the 17-year old voice of Jeff, it was an adult voice.

"Run!" Jeff said as he stampeded into the room. When I looked at the door, a cop was standing there, along with 2 others standing behind him.

I dropped my kidney and darted for the window, but one of the police officers had his gun trained on me. I stopped, fully aware of what guns are capable of.

"Drop your weapons!" One of them yelled to us. I placed my scalpel gently on the floor, as did Jeff with his knives.

I then got an idea. I looked at Jeff, who looked back at me. I expected we were thinking the exact same thing.

I lunged and ducked at the same time, picking up my scalpel. Jeff followed.

The cops began shooting but it was absolutely no use. We expertly dodged each and every one, until we where standing in front of the police.

All their guns made clicking sounds in a failed attempt to shoot us. We stood in front of them and smiled. We stabbed our weapons into their chests, and their bodies made a last attempt to live before going limp.

We heard sirens outside, and we decided that we'd better leave.

We ran off into Rosswood Forest in the direction of the mansion. When we got there, I slammed the door behind me and we both fell to the floor, breathing heavy sighs of relief.

"T-That was too close" I stuttered.