Heyoh Noodles! This a horror story that follows famous Creepyasta Jeff the Killer! Note some scenes may be too graphic for a younger audience and the story contains strong themes of violence and sexual aspects. Swearing is also used in this story. May be rated M in future installments.DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR THE WELL KNOWN CREEPYPASTA CHARACTERS. CREATION OF SOME CHARACTERS GO TO OTHER AUTHORS! BUT MY OWN CHARACTERS ARE OF MY OWN CREATION! THIS IS A FANFICITON FOR CREEPYPASTA.Enjoy :D!
The night had come and approached as easily as the sun had abandoned its light from a small urban neighborhood. Dark clouds swirled up in the sky with flashes of lightning piercing the Heavens and striking down the Earth. The wind howled and screeched as the trees dance in its terrifying winds that picked up and slowed down and then picked up once more. Not a single soul was outside as none would dare challenge the relentless forces of nature that brewed outside under the horrendous night sky. All except a single woman who dared to rush home one night after getting caught in traffic. She stormed to her front porch and knocked on the door repeatedly. She was tired, cold, and desperately just wanted to get some sleep. She waited for her husband to come to the door and she turned around to look around her front yard. Then…she saw something. Something she couldn't quite make out what it was. There covered by a wall of trees and a blockage of bushes she thought someone was there watching her…and smiling. She peered into the darkness to see if she truly saw what she saw or was her mind simply playing tricks on her? She saw nothing anymore and blamed the darkness for tempting her mind into trickery. Her husband finally came to the door and opened to let his wife in who quickly went inside.
They were a normal middle class family, the Andersons were, who recent moved to this neighborhood a few months ago. They have two children, a boy and a girl, and a newborn baby boy. They were a happy, normal family who were considered honest and good people. The mother settled in with her family at the dinner table after she cooked a warm meal for her whole family. All was going peacefully until she noticed the dread filled look in her daughter's eyes, the dark ring around her eyes, and the devoid of reality that surrounded her.
"Honey, Sarah, what is wrong honey? You look so tired…have you not been getting enough sleep?" Her mother asked her daughter whose hands were shaky, sweaty, and her body looked nerve wrecking.
Sarah's voice came out like the words were scrapped against sandpaper as she said, "Mommy, I…don't think I'm alone at night."
Her family all stopped as they looked at her with confusion on their faces. It was clear to everyone that she always slept in the same room as her brother.
"Well, Sarah…you do sleep with your brother so of course you aren't alone…"
"No, Mommy, I think…there is someone else at night with me. Just…watching me…staring at me…talking to me…telling me to…go…to..sleep. I'm too scared to move from my covers…too afraid to go to sleep…mommy…he's watching me! Just…watching me!" Sarah turned to her mother with horror in her eyes. Her eyes wide and big as her lips trembled with every word she spoke. Her father quickly went over to hold his daughter carefully in her arms as the father looked his wife in the eyes. The mother knew not what to make of such a spectacle as she is away from home most days. However, now that her daughter has brought this up she shouldn't sake that feeling from before. They all began to feel like they were being watched…and they all just wanted to get some sleep.
That night Sarah slept with her parents in their room with the baby and their other son sleeping still in his own room. The wind was still howling outside and the storm rages on with its assault. The mother couldn't sleep and she kept a lamp on her nightstand on to serve as a single light as she read one of her novels. She felt that feeling…creeping up on her…as if it was outside the window looking at her now! But…when she turned to the window to see if anyone…or anything was there she saw nothing. The feeling got worse as the night went on and it was getting quite late. She had work in the morning and she needed to head to sleep eventually. She closed her book and set it on the nightstand before she reached for the cord of her lamp to turn it off.
Then the lights went off on their own accord. Her hand retreated back to her body as she the suddenness of the lights going off shocked her. She then gained a small amount of courage to test if the power went out and sure enough as luck would have it they did. The lamp wouldn't turn back on and she then heard a weird tapping noise.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
It sounded like someone was hitting the walls with a metal object.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
The mother quickly woke her husband who was holding Sarah and his eyes darted open. The mother informed him of what had happened and the noise she was hearing. They heard the noise once more.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
The father rose from the bed and told his wife to stay here while he goes to check it out. He got off the bed and walked through the darkness of their room to the closet where he pulled out a metal box that had a pistol in it. He loaded some bullets into the gun and coked it back before he told his wife everything would be okay. He then slowly reached out for the doorknob and just so quietly turned the knob and gently peered through the crack of the door and saw the hallway was clear. He left the room to go check on the baby and his son.
The mother felt safer now that her husband was going to check on the house. But just then her daughter awoke panting as her wide tired eyes scanned the room. Her mother tried to calm her down and tell her that her father is taking care of things but Sarah panicked.
"He's here…he's here for us Mommy. He's going to kill us all…one by one…he said…it would be all right. He would make me beautiful mommy…he would make us all of us beautiful with smiles on our faces…" The girl then smiled as she began laughing eerily to herself. It was obvious that her daughter had been driven mad! Her mother tried to shake her out of it when she suddenly heard gun shots within the house and her husband cursing loudly.
"What the Hell are you doing here? Get out of you dammed demon!" She heard be shouted in the house, perhaps downstairs, as she then heard the baby begin to cry. Her mother quickly abandoned her child and went into the next room to check up on the baby that was crying in its crib. Then her other son came into the room terrified and asking his mother what was going on. The mother told him it was going to be okay and then told him to stay with his sister and make sure she's safe. The boy complied and left the room leaving the mother to quickly grab her baby and hold him in her arms tightly. She promised out loud to protect her family but then she heard laughter. Horrible laughter that shook her spine and riddled her core in fear.
"Hahahaha, why are you awake Veronica? Why do cling to the thing that you really don't want to protect? You really want to save yourself…don't you? Come now…why don't you just go to your room? Return to your bed…and go to sleep?" She heard a leathery voice speak to her. She was so scared that her body was shaking and every sense in her body was warning her of the danger behind her. But she had to see what it was; she had no choice but to face it. She slowly turned around while holding her crying baby to see what the voice was. She almost dropped her baby to the ground when her eyes met the horror before her.
There stood just a mere boy, a mere boy who looked like a monster straight out of the darkest pits of Hell. The boy had singed black shoulder length hair and pure white pale skin. The boy had a large bloody red smile on his face with cuts extended his smile up to his cheeks in a permanent smile. The boy didn't blink at her, not once, not even for a minute of looking at the other as his eyelids were also irreversibly burned off leaving pure white eyes with a single black dot in the center of them. He wore a white hoodie that was covered in blood with black dress pants and black dress shoes. And in one hand…was a blood covered kitchen knife and in the other was the head of her husband! The mother's screams could be heard throughout the entire neighborhood and someone who heard the scream consequently had called the cops.
The boy continued to laugh as his head titled to the side, that smile on his face that never went away, and the decapitated head being proof of this boy's insanity and evil. The mother backed up to a corner of the room while still holding her baby for dear life. The boy then brought his knife up to his mouth and licked the blade, leaving a thing red cut on his tongue as he bent over slightly.
"Ah…you have such a beautiful family Veronica. They are all so beautiful! Beautiful! The light in their eyes, the smiles on their faces, and the allure of their innocence all gives the feeling in me such a rush. The feeling is out of control…it wants this…it needs this. It needs to cause pain…to make the world beautiful! So beautiful! Hahaha!" The boy laughed out loud again that wicked laugh that made the mother's baby cry even louder. Its wails caused the monstrous boy to stop laughing and his cruel eyes darted to the baby.
"Oh…hush little one I know, I know. You want to be beautiful soon! Yes! Don't worry…just go to sleep…go to sleep…and I will make everyone beautiful quickly!" The boy then took slow single steps to the mother as his body wavered from side to side as he hunchbacked his way to her and pointed his bloody knife at the mother and child.
"N-no…no! Stay away! Stay the Hell away! Don't hurt us please! We won't do anything! We don't want to hurt you! Please for the love of God, leave us alone!" She cried out as the boy approached her and put the knife in his hands to her cheeks. He drew invisible lines of a smile using the flat end of his blade on her face, peering into his victim's eyes with content and joy. He saw the light in her eyes dim as her eyes were captured by his own.
"Who…are…you?" The woman asked her assailant.
"Me? I am beauty. I am pain. I am misery. But I suppose I could tell you that I was once Jeff…but now I'm the more beautiful Jeff. Now…go…to…sleep…" The boy then sliced the neck of the woman and let her choke on her own blood as a muffled up scream filled the house. Cops arrived on the scene all too late to see what had happened. The house was lit on fire and firefighters were called to the scene to put out the fire that spewed forth. Then the cops had reported that once they could get inside they saw a whole family was massacred. The family's faces all had smiled carved into them and they each of them were covered in bleach and burned. The oldest son had a giant red cavity in his chest with his organs ripped out. The father had his cut off and it was lazily placed on his body with the baby dismembered into pieces, and the mother and daughter was wearing elegant dresses that by the signs of bloody hands on them were put on them. There was a note left by the killer that the cops recognized from earlier cases of murders just like this. A note that said, "Go To Sleep….-Jeff The Killer" in blood.
Jeff had escaped the cops and was basking in the joy of his most recent kill. The feel of his hands when he tore out theheart of the oldest son, the smooth cut that that went through the foolish father who tried to kill him and the beautiful looks they all had on their faces! He moved his knife in front of his face to admire his own grotesque appearance which he dubbed beauty. Jeff only wished to share his beauty with the rest of the world and true beauty lies only in pain…only in death…only in suffering and terror can one truly be beautiful.
It had been only a year since Jeff had begun his killing spree. One by one, family by family, and murder by murder Jeff has stormed through this side of the country killing…murdering…making the world beautiful slowly. Jeff was on his way through the dark forest and perhaps he would stumble upon another civilized area with more people he could make beautiful. He tosses the knife in his hand up and caught as it came back down as he whistled an eerie tune to himself. Jeff noticed the darkness around him that invited him deeper into the forest. Being one with the darkness allows for him to see things he couldn't see before when his eyes could be closed. People fear the unknown but now he is that unknown. The terror in the dark, the thing that goes bump in the night, the sudden flash of movement through the dark corridors of the night, and the worst of one's imagination.
He had nothing to fear, nothing to stop him from him killing. However, Jeff felt a presence behind him and he assumed that it must have been a cop that managed to track him into the forest. He was slightly impressed but he was focused more on that "feeling" that guided his moves. That powerful feeling in his body that developed a year ago that made him want to inflict pain, fueled his desire for beauty, and broke what was left of his sanity. Actually, to be more precise, it was the strongest feeling in the world that dominated Jeff's mind. It was going rampant now and telling Jeff to go to sleep as Jeff felt excited by whoever his next victim was going to be. He twirled the knife he was oh so familiar with and held it backhanded as he turned and rushed the figure that was behind him. The rush he got from the adrenaline of being able to feel more blood on his hands! He was going to make this person beautiful…! But his attack was stopped! By a human? No this person wasn't human at all Jeff noticed.
There stood before him holding his knife within her hands was a woman. Or at least he thought was a woman in a black cloak that concealed parts of her body. She was taller than Jeff but a few feet and had a well endowed curvaceous body. Her skin was a shiny bright white that revered in the moon light. She wore some metallic headband with symbols along its band on her forehead. The woman's hands are feet were out and her nails were painted a deep violet. Her most notable feature were here bright purple glowing eyes and bright purple lips that Jeff felt himself wanting to see this woman smile more and more…
"Jeff the Killer I suppose? It is quite an honor to meet you. You are a well known Horror in this side of the human world now. I congratulate you on making this far young one," The woman said as Jeff pulled away his knife and slid back on the dirt of the ground. The woman appeared as if she wanted to say more but Jeff with his head facing the ground then began to laugh wickedly as he held his other hand to his face as he laughed. The woman stopped and simply stared at Jeff silently. Jeff laughed as he felt his desires grow, his glorious desires to kill was so intense right now! What was this feeling he was getting from this woman? Why did she excite him so? There was something vibrant about the woman about that was so alluring, and so enchanting that she was practically beckoning his knife to be plunged into her heart. His blade to carve a beautiful smile on her face to stay there eternally! He didn't care for why the woman was speaking to him or what she wanted. He only wanted to make her face the world with beauty!
He pounced the woman with his eternal smile on his face and attempted to slice her again. The woman put her hand up again and created a purple barrier that blocked all of Jeff's attacks that couldn't break through. He didn't even think to question the phenomenon as he then disappeared from the woman's sights! She was surprised and caught off guard when Jeff then reappeared at her back to deal a finishing blow to her vitals on her neck. However, just as Jeff was to deal the blow silver chains with skulls on them shot up from the ground and restrained Jeff's arms and legs! He dropped his knife as the chains wrapped around his body and forced him on his knees. Jeff even with his above human level strength couldn't break free from these chains.
"Fuck! Let me go…! Let me go you damn Bitch! Let me go…I will make you beautiful! Hahahahah!" Jeff said his eyes peered into the woman's and he expected fear to be shown on her expression but there were no emotions on her face. She then bent down in front of Jeff and forced Jeff to look up to her.
"Yes…you are a Horror that seeks beauty in this world. Your desires to inflict pain on others are truly astounding. I even sense an air of the super natural slowly beginning to find its way into your black heart. Eventually you will no longer be human I suppose. How long have you went without sleep young Horror? It's a rare skill to be able to go days without sleep…and without your eyelids you would physically die to the lack of energy your body cannot make," The woman said as she peered into Jeff's white burned eyes.
"Ha? Sleep? I haven't slept in a whole year Bitch…! But I am always a sleep…the world is a dream…my dream! A beautiful dream! And you will soon be a part of it once I break free from these chains and kill you!" Jeff screamed to the woman who continued to examine Jeff without a care in the world.
"I see…and you seemed quite skilled with this knife of yours," the woman said as she picked up the knife and examined it, "Yes…an interesting Horror indeed with some potential." She then looked at Jeff and for the first time she grew a smirk on her face. Jeff would normally find a woman's smile a trigger for his feeling but instead he felt something off about this woman's smile. Something didn't sit right with even a psycho such as himself as this woman's smile didn't seem human at all. The woman then stood up from the ground and tossed the knife in front of Jeff. She rolled back the sleeve of her left arm to reveal a number of black tattoos that covered her arm Jeff recognized as black magic and Satanic symbols.
"Well Jeff the Killer…I will grant you the greatest pleasure for a Horror such as yourself. A gift. You feel it from me don't you? This life energy that fills my very being? Yes I can tell you do by the look on your face. Your desires are spewing out of control as all Horrors do with this body of mine. I am Madam Raven, the siren of Horrors. I am here to guide you to a place in our world that is both a part of reality and separate from it. A world where supernatural that governs the real world's principles reigns supreme. I will show you a place that has humans that will satisfy your desires and serve as a catalyst for your never ending conquest to make the world beautiful in your image. In this world are lives that are better than the ones here by far…these humans are nothing in compare to the ones of this new world. Each of them…carrying the very feeling that you sense from me now," Madam Raven said to Jeff who even though he was smiling looked like he was even happier.
"Vibrant Humans? A world separate from this one? I have no idea what you're talking about woman, and I truly don't care. But the feeling in my body won't go away! It needs to be satisfied! If what you're saying is…I can always have this feeling…this passionate feeling of beauty that will never end…then I must do it. This feeling…it longs for whatever you got lady! Sign me up!" Jeff exclaimed ecstatically and the woman's smile grew with lust.
"Very well young Horror, I will grant you access to this piece of the world. However, I must first inform you of some things. This world is very much the same as ours but different in any ways. You will encounter things that may defy all sense of logic just as much as you do. Things that might even frighten you….but there you will find the humans that like livestock have been herded up for Horrors' enjoyment. There are rules preceding this world that I should also mention to you…"
"Who cares about the Fucking rules? Fuck you rules Bitch! Just take me there! Take me…there! Otherwise…go to…sleep!" He shouted as the woman simply snickered. Truly, she found this Horror to be a unique one but she wondered if his rashness would end up throwing himself into situations he cannot handle. Even Horrors can feel fear but she wonders what this Horror, Jeff the Killer, will achieve in this world.
"Hmph, very well Jeff the Killer. I will be sure to observe you carefully with a watchful eye to ensure you don't break any rules. When you wish to hear them…all you have to do is aid a little birdy and I will appear before you. Now…in order to enter this world…I must bestow to you a Horror's first fear. I apologize…for your new unsightly appearance," she said as she walked up to Jeff and held his face with both of her hands. Her eyes glowed brighter than before and Jeff felt a power surge through his face and burn him from under his burnt skin.
Jeff's head pointed to the sky as his eyes and opened mouth shot out purple beams of energy as his body was consumed by Madam Raven's power. He felt his face healing slowly and retracting to normal, his hair turned from its once burnt black to its original brunette hair, his burnt skin went back to his healthy and human flesh, his eyelids grew back with his eyes returning to a bright blue, and even his white hoodie and clothes was washed away of any trace of blood. Jeff then felt dizzy as the chains that held him in place released him and he nearly fell face first in the dirty but he held himself above the ground. That's when he noticed the skin on his hands and held them up to his face in and front of Madam Raven who smiled at him.
"Welcome back Jeffrey. How does it feel to be a normal human again?" She said with a wicked smile as she conjured up a purple framed mirror and held it front of Jeff's face. He saw within the mirror his own reflection that was truly unsightly, ugly, hideous, and grotesque beyond measures. He had the face he had before he was burned in that fire, before he discovered the joy of killing, and the ecstasy of it all. He was a regular looking human boy again and he now knew what Madam Raven meant by a Horror's first fear. To be the very thing that the Horror seeks out to torture and meddle with, a human being of all the ridiculous things! How filthy he felt to be in such a revolting form that Jeff felt like puking up his insides and desperately wished to carve into his own flesh!
Jeff was enraged by this and quickly went for his knife that he planned to use to carve into her body but Madam Raven with a flick of her wrist sent chains out from behind Jeff that restricted his movements once again but he was still standing.
"Damn you Bitch! What did you do to my face? What did you do to me? You made me hideous…you made me ugly once again!" Jeff screamed to her in rage. Madam Raven laughed as she walked up to Jeff and showed him the mirror again. This time the reflection showed Jeff the appearance he had moments before but he felt his face was still human! His carved in smile wasn't on his face anymore!
"You see Jeff…you appear human to the likes of other humans now but you still aren't entirely human. I have given you the ability to blend into human society that you will now inhabit. One of the rules of this world is that you must be a part of it and play a role in it as the human you once were. There are multiple reasons for this…but for now you must go back to being a human fourteen year old by day…and assume the guise of Jeff the Killer by night. Your transformation will occur naturally like that at the strike of midnight and return to human by dawn…though there may be exceptions where you may return to your normal guise even in the basking light of the sun," Madam Raven said as she pointed out the sun that was rising off of the horizon.
"Why…the Hell do I have to look human? If my goal is to make them beautiful then I don't need to look like this! My old face is useless to me! And play a role in society? You mean integrate back into school and meddle with those hideous humans? Preposterous! I would rather be burned again in a fire of bleach!" Jeff said in a fury as his now human face demonstrated his feelings naturally on his face again. The feeling of showing anger...rage…such gross emotions were on his face again. He already missed his once alluring smile which revealed genuine grief on his face.
"You must follow this absolute rule as all Horrors who enter this world must follow as well Jeff. It is the very nature of this world that dictates that it be so. This world as I mentioned is different and you will find that this rule could very well save your life…humans are not the only souls we want you to obtain for us," Madam Raven said with a snicker as Jeff caught on to what she was saying. However a portal of darkness swirled around Jeff as the chains slowly brought him into its depths.
"Hey…! Hey…! What the Hell is this? What are you talking about Horrors? What do you mean souls? Answer me woman!" Jeff yelled at Madam Raven who turned and began to walk off in search of another Horror. She turned her head back with that womanly smile on her face.
"Enjoy the new world Jeff the Killer…it will truly be a nightmare," she said as Jeff was consumed by the darkness. He fell deeper into the darkness that swallowed him whole until the last thing Jeff saw Madam Raven disappearing into the darkness of the forest.
When Jeff came to he awoke in a warm comfortable bed with the covers on top of him. He felt like he had been a sleep? Now that was something he had done in a very long time. When his eyelids were burned off he went the entire day without sleep and now his body slept again so easily. He then suddenly peered into the room around him to see he was in a place that was completely unfamiliar to him. The room felt warm and homely as if it was fit for a human of who was full of themselves. Full of a joy and happiness that welcomed normal people into it's safe grasp. Jeff felt sickened by the sight of such a room and felt he must have stayed the night in the house of his most recent murder but the house did look different. He removed the covers from his body and saw himself in his usual clothes but the blood was gone. He panicked as what happened to him last night flashed back into his mind. He saw a tall mirror across the room next to window where the light illuminated the room. He ran over to it and saw his form as Jeff the Killer reflected in the mirror, pale skin and black hair. Yet when he looked down at his hands they did not match the mirror. It would seem his true appearance is reflected in mirrors by some form of black magic.
"So it wasn't a dream…then I must be in that new world this woman spoke of. Well…this form is revolting but it seems if what the woman said was true then I can only be beautiful at Midnight until dawn. Not a lot of time…dammit all! That Bitch will suffer…madam Raven will be one of the people I will surely make beautiful…but…" Jeff smiled a normal boy's smile but was in reality a sadistic smile in nature. He looked out the window and saw his favorite toys meddling about in this new world. He saw a small neighborhood with bright happy children riding their bikes in the street, men or fathers mowing their lawn, and women or mothers attending to small chat with one another. All of them human and all of them were itching at the feeling in his chest to inflict pain on to others. That vibrant energy that he sensed before! He felt it even from here and all around him! It felt good…it felt amazing.
"Even if I must assume this form…when night falls…everyone will go…to…sleep," Jeff said with a sadistic smile as he drew the Knife that was in his pocket and licked the sharpness of it. "Everyone…will know the name of Jeff the Killer…" He said to himself before he heard the door open behind him. Jeff quickly turned around and pointed the knife at the door and there he saw a girl standing there holding a plate of cookies…and milk?
The girl was young, perhaps around Jeff's age or a bit younger. She had light brown hair with two long braids on her shoulders. She wore a pink dress with pink flowers on it and pink heels. But what truly caught Jeff's attention was the light in her bright blue eyes, her shining white complexion, and her pink lips. Oh how a smile would fit her so well Jeff thought. It would seem this poor girl would be his very first victim to commend his entrance into this world. Jeff slowly approached the girl knife in hand and held its grip tightly. The girl stared at him and slowly backed away with a look of fear in her eyes. She must have begun to panic as she tried to explain what was going on to Jeff.
"Oh…Mister! I'm sorry! I'm not a dangerous person or anything! I-I found you on the side of the street unconscious so umm…I decided to take you in! You looked like you haven't slept in days and I thought you needed rest and…" The girl sputtered her words quickly in an attempt to save herself. Jeff didn't care for anything she had to say. Jeff began to laugh maliciously as a grin stretches on his face from side to the other. His eyes big and wide as they stared at his target and image multiple ways to make her beautiful in the most painful ways possible.
"Oh…you're so kind for helping out a stranger…that kindness makes you so beautiful madam…it's that kind of beauty that I especially like. The innocent people like you who help others for the goodness of your heart with nothing in return…isn't that simply unfair? To not get anything in return for such kindness? You deserve so much more…" Jeff said as the girl was backed up against the wall of the bedroom. She considered running to the door but seeing Jeff made her think she couldn't outrun him. Her body had already submitted to Jeff's intimidating presence. Her eyes darted up from the floor as her hands shook and she struggled to hold up the plate of food and drink she oh so kindly wished to offer her guest. She was definitely afraid but she was also captivated by what Jeff was telling her. The word beautiful isn't a word she gets often if not at all by anyone else. That word sat in her mind and stayed there as Jeff stood in front of her and held his knife to her neck.
"W-what…what are you going to do to me?" The girl asked in her trembling voice. Jeff laughed once again as he slowly moved the blade up her neck and then placed it gently on her lips. The blade split between both of their expressions that looked at the other.
"I'm going to make you beautiful, more beautiful than you already are….now…go..to…sleep!" Jeff exclaimed with a psychotic smile as he stabbed the girl in her lower left torso and moved the blade around in her body, turning it left and right just to hear the girl scream in agony. She had dropped the plate she held to the ground and the cup of milk came spilling out onto the floor. Jeff loved the dazzling sounds this girl made as she screamed such a beautiful melody in his ears. He felt it; this human girl had that vibrant feeling that excited his own feelings! This is what he wanted! What he yearned for ever since he met Madam Raven! To kill a fresh human that contains this ecstatic feeling!
"Hahahaha!" Jeff laughed maniacally as he then savagely stabbed the girl several times in her body leaving scissions and lashes all throughout her flesh and deep gashing wounds which leaked out blood quickly from under her dress as the lights in her eye slowly faded away and she slid down the wall as her body's life force poured out of her. Still being stabbed by Jeff her body collapsed on the floor lifeless. Jeff finally managed to pull himself off the girl and take a step back at his work.
He snickered, "What a 'holy' girl indeed. Now…let's make you beautiful with a nice…big…smile…" Jeff said to the now lifeless girl as he placed the knife to her cheek and was about to cut a smile into her when Jeff heard someone calling out what he assumed was this girl's name.
"Avelina? Avelina are you okay? I heard screaming did something happen? We can't have the people out here spooked now…Avelina?" Jeff didn't even consider the fact there may be other people in the house and surely forgot about any outside. The kill was just so good that he engrossed himself in it completely. He had nearly forgotten he is a professional killer, no he could never forget who he was. What he had forgotten was how he should go about killing. Jeff decided that everyone in this house would be his victim. He walked out the door with his bloody knife in hand and down a hallway until he saw the top of a wooden staircase that led downstairs. He leaned up against a wall beside it and looked down the stairs carefully to see a woman who looked very similar to the girl he just killed. Jeff assumed she was related to the girl and quite possibly his mother. She stood impatiently and was about to come up the stairs. Jeff felt that energy coming from this woman too as she slowly crept up the stairs, half scared of what was going on. Poor human Jeff thought as he suddenly jumped out of his hiding spot and leaped from the top of the stairs with his knife being held in both hands and plunged his blade deep into her heart and blood spewed onto his white hoodie and dirtied it again with blood but to him he was getting back into his old habits. The woman didn't even get to let out a scream as her eye slowly looked at the knife in her chest and her body grew colder.
Jeff put a finger up to his lips and shushed her as he kept a wide smile on his face. She died a second later and Jeff with ease removed his knife from her body. Jeff saw the lifeless expression on her face and felt himself be renewed. Killing the daughter and mother made him feel so alive! It felt much so much better than before! He needed more! So much more energy! He searched the house frantically for more lives to take but there was none however Jeff recalled the mother mentioning…guests. That's when he entered the living room and looked out a window to see something quite amusing to him. A birthday party was taking place in the backyard for an "Avelina Mokas" as the sign above a party table said and look at that she just turned thirteen.
"Awh, happy birthday Avelina," Jeff muttered to himself as he thought about his first precious kill in this world. He then thought that surely today must have been a special today for him as well as he saw around twenty children outside that were at sitting at decorated table patiently with birthday cone hats on. They must have been waiting for the birthday girl to return so patiently and he noticed some parents were there watching the event. They all looked concerned as they knew better that there might be some danger. Oh and how right they all were! They should be afraid for every single one of them would perish the same fate as the birthday girl. Jeff did think that his face now though would easily be recognized if one of them escaped. Jeff's other face would surely have the cops thinking whoever reported him was going crazy but this face makes things more believable. So he must kill everyone…it was merely necessary. And so many fresh…vigorous human beings right in front of him must perish. Jeff found the kitchen and searched its drawers for another large kitchen knife. He took and held it in his free hand as he now had two knives to use as weapons.
"Double the weapons…double the killing right?" Jeff said as he smiled at both of his blades. He then decided to get to work as he stepped outside from the back of the kitchen to the backyard. Everyone was in consternation when they saw Jeff's bloody appearance. The kids screamed in terror along with some women as they all tried to escape but the yard was luckily fenced. The agony of it all as the whole scene unfolded in flashes as Jeff one by one massacred everyone at the party. One by one they all went to sleep in Jeff's beautiful image. The cops surely arrived on scene to report for the first time an unusual killing that they have never seen before. People mutilated, burned, and all with smiles on their face on the day of a young girl's birthday.
Later that day Jeff was relaxing in a tree on a hill and he sat on one of its branches casually. He was a good distance from the town he found himself in and had a good view of the whole city from where he was. Jeff whistled that same eerie tune as he tossed his knife into the air and caught it again.
"Now this is a world I can get used to…I never felt as alive as I did at that party. Those kills were fresh…so very fresh. It was so refreshing," Jeff said with a laugh. Yes, that's what Jeff used to describe this feeling. He felt so much more alive even though he is practically a dead man. How ironic Jeff thought it was a birthday party of all things. Last time he went to a birthday party he was attacked by some punk bullies and nearly burned to death. Good times he thought, good freaking times.
He then felt a familiar presence appear at the tree's trunk and from the lively feeling knew who it was already.
"Enjoying yourself…? Jeff the Killer?" Madam Raven beckoned of Jeff from the bottom of the tree. True to her name she appeared with a flock of ravens that then flew up into the bright sky. There was still plenty of hours left in the day it seems. Jeff smirked as he dropped from the tree in front of Madam Raven.
"Enjoying myself? I never felt so alive in my life! This world has some damn good people for sure. I must say their modesty and humility is also a nice welcome. I'm used to people looking at me and running away in fear…but having this face…I easily encountered a very…beautiful situation…" Jeff said as he felt his face. It was this face the girl saw that must have made her think Jeff was some poor innocent boy.
"Hoho…so you see the advantages of having your original face and appearance now Jeff? You can blend into society quite well…though there are consequences as you may have noticed. Be sure….to be weary with your actions. Each one brings greater reward than the last…but also brings an even greater risk. You never who may come out of the shadows…" Madam Raven said as she walked to the edge of the hill and looked out to the town.
"Hmm…it is a bit late but being late on the first day shouldn't be too much of a problem for you," Madam Raven said with a small laugh with her hand covering her mouth. Jeff approached her with a look of confusion.
"What are you talking about? Late on the first day for what…?" Jeff asked as Madam Raven pointed to a building in the distance. The building was a high school by the name of Midnight Academy that looked gross to Jeff. Then he realized what this woman was going on about.
"Oh fuck that, I am not going to any damn school! Especially one with a name like that is just practically begging for someone like me to mess it all up!" Jeff said with a bad taste in his mouth. The very thought of having to return to school was a pain to Jeff. Sure he got good grades back in school but who gives a damn now? He's a killer now! Killers don't go to school and attend classes like everyday kids.
"Now Jeff….I said there would be rules to follow. This school isn't like any other schools…here you will learn to grow in ways you never would have imagined before. Meet new people…and integrate into this world as a boy your age would normally do. Once you become a part of this world…hoho…then you will feel more alive in ways you couldn't have possibly imagined. This…I promise you Jeff the Killer," Madam Raven said with a smile before she turned into a flock of ravens that flew out in all directions and left a folder in front of Jeff. Jeff sneered as he reached down to pick up the folder and rummage through its content.
It was an entire folder proving who he was, where he had supposedly come from, and other falsified information about him. Basically it was his ticket into school and it seems he was already enrolled by his alleged mother. Jeff cursed Madam Raven as she must have planned for this not too long after they had met. Jeff couldn't understand why she would want him to go to school. Does she expect him to sit idly by with those filthy rats and not kill them all? Jeff's ultimate goal is to rid the world as of as many people as possible until the number meets his satisfactory and make the world beautiful. And high school is surely one of the worst places that humanity has to offer. He could not tell what Madam Raven expected him to do but it's not like could argue with her. She is a mystery to Jeff and it would seem even he cannot kill her…yet. So for now he hesitantly obliged and decided halfheartedly he needed to go to school. He took one step and then looked down at his bloody clothes. First, he needed to wash this out. Jeffrey "Jeff" Woods was a good boy after all.
He found a nearby lake and washed his clothes to get the blood stains that were still fresh out. The clear water was sullied by the blood and Jeff looked at himself in the bloody water to see the reflection of his other self which was obscured by what he saw in the water as the face he bore now. His face was seemingly split in two with his "normal" human face and his other "beautiful" face. He got most of the stains out and somewhat of the smell but he didn't care so much. Madam Raven should've given him a change of clothes if she wanted him to go to school so badly. Then Jeff saw a kid riding his bike nearby that looked like his clothes would fit Jeff well, a light blue hoodie and blue jeans. He even stopped his bike in front of Jeff from across the water when he saw the blood in it. The boy stared at Jeff and Jeff stared blankly back at him. Jeff then smiled at the boy who shivered in fear.
An hour later Jeff found himself wearing new clothes and stuck in one of his worst nightmares, a nightmare he would even wish for any victims to have in their sleep. High school, Midnight Academy to be exact and boy did it resemble any other school. Everything was normal about this school from its clean hallways to its teachers to staff down to the scum faced students. They all gave Jeff looks when they saw him and Jeff felt their gazes. Jeff didn't necessarily carry about him an air of friendliness. They all felt a sense of fear from Jeff while Jeff only felt the anguish of not being able to slit any of their throats. He was a psychotic killer yes, but not a dumb one. There were far too many witnesses here and too many people that he wondered if he could take a large group on if they attacked. They aren't like a part with mostly children and a few adults. Jeff also noticed there were quite a few SRO officers on the school premise. One for each section of the school it seems, why so much security? The guns strapped to their waists discouraged Jeff from taking any actions. He took note of their placements in the school and decided that if he wanted to make this school one of his targets then he should be careful. However, he must now first go through a new kids' Hell. Introduction.
"Attention class! We have a new student today! His name is Jeffrey Woods. Welcome him and be kind to him," Jeff's new teacher Ms. Belladonna said to Jeff. She was a tall woman with a dark gothic style of clothing from her black dress and black lip gloss that covered her lips, her pale skin that made her appear as if she was a corpse, and her womanly stature and power. Jeff felt her brimming with that energy along with all the fresh faces in the class that looked at him. Every single one of them "fuckers" judging Jeff at first sight and most likely forming bad opinions of him.
"He just transferred in from…New Jersey! Oh we don't get many students that far away from here!" Ms. Belladonna proclaimed with a smile.
"I would certainly hope you wouldn't, it's a trashy place," Jeff mumbled to himself.
"Now this is Algebra Jeffrey. This is everyone's first time taking a high school level math class so don't worry if you cannot do the work immediately. Take a seat in row seven…in the fourth seat down please," she said to Jeff who quietly went to the seat as instructed and sat down without looking at anyone around him. He simply put his head on his desk and reached into his pocket to feel the knife he kept in it. Oh how comforting he felt to be able to touch the blade in his hands. It reassured him that any moment he felt like this was all bullshit which was sure to be soon he could go wild. He managed to escape the cops for a year, this world's cops surely couldn't be any better.
A moment later the teach did a roll call for attendance and called for everyone's names on a list. Jeff then noticed the seat beside him was empty and it was the seat the teacher was about to call next as she went in order from right to left. Then Jeff heard a name he heard earlier today as the teacher called out for an Avelina Mokas. Jeff's eyes widened as his mind flashed back to the kill this morning, his firs kill in this world. Oh how ironic it all was.
A student raised her hand and told the teacher Avelina's birthday today and so she was having a party today with her family members. Jeff thought to himself, "Yeah…she was having a party. Right now that girl and her whole family have joined my beautiful world…and slowly all of you fuckers will join it too. It's only a matter of time…" Then there was a knock on the door. One couldn't simply open the door as there were apparently security locks on the door that allowed the door to only be opened by a key or from the inside. A student volunteered to open the door and her face was awe struck by what she saw. Everyone was surprised when they saw Avelina herself step in wearing a white sweater and a light brown skirt with brown boots and bandages galore all over her body. There was a Band-Aid on her left cheek with her arms and legs covered in white bandages and to top it all off she walked with a bright smile on her face as she carried her binders and books in her arms.
Jeff was caught completely off guard when he saw that girl walk in. How the heck was she standing right before his very eyes? How was she able to keep that smile on her face? Why…of all things…was she smiling? Did Jeff not kill her entire family and close loved ones? Who could put a smile on their face after something like that happened on their birthday of all things?
"Oh Avelina? You're here today? It's not like you to be late but…why are you here? I thought you were out celebrating your birthday at home today?" Ms. Belladonna asked her. The girl simply smiled at her with a peppiness that made Jeff angry. He fumbled around with the knife in his pocket more and more as his eyes never left her.
"Oh well it would seem my birthday was cancelled all of a sudden so I decided to come to school today. I hope my tardiness won't be a problem Ms. Belladonna," she said with a bow.
"What the Hell is that? Cancelled? Bitch your family is dead…I killed them all…I just murdered them! I made them beautiful…so why is it that you dare act in such a hideous way? Where is that gorgeous fear…? That loving embrace of terror that accompanies a true smile?" Jeff had left a laceration on his thumb from the knife in his pocket.
The teacher then told Avelina it was fine and she could take her seat next to the new student and asked Avelina to be nice to him. Avelina then turned to see this new student and her eyes widened when she saw Jeff sitting there. Jeff then assumed it was all over for high school life and he was thankful it was. She would scream out loud from seeing Jeff and reveal what happened this morning. The class would all then look at him in fear as Jeff would then quickly begin his rampage throughout the class and school perhaps. But…she didn't say anything at all. She kept her head down with her eyes glancing over to Jeff as she walked over to her desk beside him and sat down quietly. She then quickly plopped her Algebra book on the table and opened it as instructed by the teacher. She took a deep breath and courageously looked over to see Jeff staring at her with big murder eyes.
She tried to ignore Jeff of all things and this continued to fuel his frustration and annoyance with this girl. He leaned over with his head tilted to side and whispered in her ear, "So…tell me…how does a thirteen year old girl come in to class…alive…after being stabbed multiple times…? Smiling like the birthday girl she was even when everyone who attended her party was killed…by the person she is sitting next to right now?"
Avelina then felt her chest rise and fall as she slowly looked over to Jeff with her lips puckered. Her body trembled as she tried to speak to Jeff in her girlish soft voice.
"Um…w-well…they weren't really my family. They were my foster family you see…and I was adopted into the family. I wasn't related to any of them…so it's fine! Don't worry about it! I'll be moved to a new family I suppose so don't be concerned about it," she said with a small smile to Jeff with the heat rising in her cheeks. Now Jeff was feeling slightly terrified by this girl. How inhumane does one have to be to not even feel any remorse or sadness at such a loss?
"Don't…worry about it? Me? Who the Hell do you think I am Avelina Mokas? Don't Fuck with me!" Jeff exclaimed into her ear but still in a whispering tone. Avelina trembled as each word Jeff spoke into her ear shook her more and more. "How the Hell are you alive…? No, I am sure you were dead. But I guess I got a little bit sloppy I suppose…I should be asking why you aren't afraid of me? Why do you sit here so calmly next to the murderer of your foster family? Why don't you scream?"
"W-well," she began, "I just figured…that's life you know! You can't go throughout life without losing something! So…I just go with the flow and…I wouldn't want to scream or tell anyone who you are. You might just kill them…and…to be honest…" She looked at Jeff with a smile on her face as her face turned rosy red. Jeff felt some strange coupled with that smile on her face as she began to breathe more heavily. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she felt genuinely…excited…to be near Jeff. She looked drunk off some screwed up lust that filled her body.
"I want to be the only one to feel such pleasure like what you gave me…I don't want anyone else to experience that…glorious feeling that you made me feel. The thrill! The satisfaction that went through my body when you plunged your knife into me! Oh…and I thought I would lose my mind when I saw what you did to all the guests at my party…it was true bliss…I had to restrain myself from touching myself when the cops questioned me…! Do you understand? I think…I might have fallen for you…" Avelina said as she reached out for Jeff's hand. Jeff had no words to express how fucked up this all was. He was dealing with perhaps the most insane masochist he has ever known. And that would make him the sadist that triggered her thirst for more pain.
"Don't you touch me you filthy rat," Jeff said with a frown to the girl, "Who the Hell are you?"
The girl looked at him with a surprised face then smiled and said, "I'm Avelina Mokas. And I guess you could say…I'm a bit…weird," she said with an embarrassed giggle. Jeff wasn't going to play around with this psychopath and that is coming from him. HE stood up suddenly and told the teacher that he and Avelina needed to be excused immediately. The teacher looked at him in confusion and asked why but Jeff just told her that Avelina needed to see a nurse and mumbled under his breath a therapist as well. He grabbed her hand which made her heart skip a beat as he dragged her out of class. He stormed through the hallways and went to outside to the back of the school where he threw her against the wall near some trashcans.
He pulled out his knife and held it to the girl's neck holding back his very strong desire to slit her throat. But he held his own desires back when he saw the girl was enjoying this. The look in her eyes that begged for the blade to be cut into her body and the smile on her face. Jeff even saw her hands tremble as they tried to go under her skirt. Was she turned on by this? Jeff became enraged as he shoved her against the brick wall again and held her by the collar of her sweater.
"You listen here you erotic masochist…this is how things work. I am a killer…I kill people. So when I stab you over thirty times in the chest…I expect you to stay…dead. To go…to…sleep! But here you are in front of me…so what does that tell me?" Jeff asked Avelina who didn't have the answer obviously.
"It tells me…I need to…try again…" Jeff said as he was prepared to carve into her face a large smile when the girl quickly spoke up.
"I…don't mind if you kill me…my whole family is already dead. I don't mind dying…and…I want…to. Or rather…I want to join that beautiful world you have in your head…no..wait dammit. I want to help you make that beautiful world a reality…when you called me beautiful…it was my first time. It was also my first time feeling such a rush! That's when I saw it in your eyes…the world you envisioned for me…and it was marvelous…I want to be your slave…I'll do anything…be anything…to make your dreams come true…I know this town better than you do…and I have a place for you to stay…I'll hide you from the cops…I'll cook and clean for you! Just take me!" Avelina said desperately as she clung to Jeff's clothes. Jeff was caught off guard once again by this girl and for the first time in his life felt his desires to kill go away. He no longer had any desire to kill this girl…and rationalized that she may have some use after all even if he truly…didn't want this carnivorous girl on his side.
"…Do whatever the Hell you want…just keep your hands to yourself…you masochist," Jeff said as he walked away from the girl after putting his knife back in his pocket. Avelina felt such a joy when she heard Jeff say that to her and she picked herself up and rushed over to walk by his side.
"Thank you master! Thank you so much…! You won't regret this!" She said happily.
"I already am…" Jeff muttered as he wondered what he was going to do now. His first day in this world was truly an out there experience. His first kill ended up becoming his slave somehow. He wondered if it was Madam Raven's doing that she was alive but Jeff didn't think that was it. This girl lived on her accord…she wanted to live and so she did. Jeff was beginning to understand when Madam Raven used the word Horror to describe him. Jeff realized that he wouldn't the only Horror in this world…and he was just beginning to see what this world has to offer him as a tall slender man with white hair watched Jeff and Avelina from the window of the school building making note of the new Horror in town.
