Child of a Man Eater
(A Creepypasta fanfic)
Ch. 1
"The Harvest Mishap"

Many have heard of my family. They are the stories of horrific moments and pictures that have gone viral thanks to the internet. You call them Creepypastas, I call them my family. Most people only think of us as stories, but I can assure you, we are very much real…just well concealed from society. Me? No, no one has ever heard of me. My name is Agatha Wesmen. My story is more or less unknown. It may not entice the same horror that the others do, but it's my story to tell…the story of how a Cannibal changed my life.

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Deep in the darkest remote woods and hidden well from the entire world, lays a foreboding mansion. From the outside it seemed to be gothic Victorian in appearance with a small lake and a large unkempt garden area that suggested the place had been long forgotten to anyone. Only, it wasn't abandoned… for this was the infamous Creepypasta Manor. This was where the most feared being of the world lived under the protection of an otherworldly demon named The Slenderman. This creature was that of a tall and very thin faceless man that wore a business suit. Tendrils would protrude from his back when needed and his faceless stare was said to send victims into madness. But underneath it all, the demon thought of himself as a father figure to the rest of the mansion's residents and vowed to protect everyone. There were many others that lived in the residence, some animal in appearance, others human or demonic. But each was unique in their own way. You'd think so many killers living under the same roof would be total chaos, but to be honest, it was more like one giant frat house. Considering the characters here, you should not be surprised. There was the hot-headed Jeff the Killer; a black haired sadist with a smile literally carved into his face, the fun loving Laughing Jack; a monochrome killer-clown with a sick sense of humour, the aloof Clockwork; a calm red head girl with stitched mouth corners and a watch for an eye, the duo of Masky and Hoody; two male lovers, one in a yellow hood and feminine mask, the other in an orange hood and black mask, the gamer BEN DROWNED; a ghost of a boy who drowned that takes the form of his favourite video game character, and many more.

Then there was Eyeless Jack. Now while, like the other inhabitants of the household, he had accepted his life as a Creepypasta, he didn't embrace it. He was once a normal human being until being tricked by a girl from his school and sacrificed by her cult to be the so called Son of Chernobog. He lost his humanity and lifestyle all in an instant, unlike some of the others that where either born that way or gradually went mad. He remembered his old life fondly, though he knew he could never go back to it. His transformation into EJ had left him with the incurable urge to consume human flesh, mainly the kidneys. He had tried to fight it in the past, but in the withdrawal felt his sanity slipping. He never wanted to go fully maniacal, so he fed enough to satisfy the urges. But though he never showed it to his Creepypasta family, he truly felt something was missing in his life.

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One day EJ woke up a bit more down than usual. He checked his calendar as he got dressed in his usual black hoodie. It was the anniversary of his possession. He sighed as he put on his blue mask, "Another year since my life was ruined…" He left his room and headed for the kitchen. It was already ten o'clock on a Saturday so everyone was out doing their own thing. He opened the fridge and took out a small blue and black cooler. Everyone knew better then to touch this for EJ kept the kidneys he harvested with it. He opened it up and groaned to discover it empty save for the ice. Closing it, he reached for a packet of uncooked bacon.
"Looks like someone needs a refill on his prescription." EJ closed the fridge door to see a tall, redheaded girl with a pocket watch in place of her left eye.
"It's no big deal, Clockwork." EJ replied as he began to eat the raw meat, moving his mask up just slightly. "I just haven't killed in a while."
Clockwork sat down next to the cannibal at the table, unfazed by his uncooked meal. "I just don't know how you can do it. If I don't kill at least one every two weeks, I swear I start hearing voices over the clock ticks." She tapped at the glass over her left 'eye'. "When was the last time you had some bloodshed?"
He tossed the empty packet in the trash from where he was sitting and readjusted his mask, "Not for at least a month. Wanna come with tonight?" He asked for the two usually hunted in the same area.
"Sorry," she declined getting up off her chair. "Pinkamena, Mahigun and I are having a girls' night. We're watching Suicide Squad and Pink made cupcakes."
EJ mentally facepalmed thinking of how said pink pony makes her treats, "You do know there's horsemeat in those things…"
"You're one to judge, Man-eater!" she called as she left the room.

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EJ sharpened his scalpel as he prepared for his late night kill. He had done this hundreds of times before, but tonight he couldn't help but feel…uneasy, as if something was going to happen. It reminded him of the night before he had become Eyeless; he had had a dream about the cult that sacrificed him and felt just as edgy. But he couldn't just pack it in; he needed to feed soon else he lose his mental stability. He placed the sharpened blade into his hoodie pocket, put the empty kidney cooler in his bag and made his way towards civilization. The start of his hunt went swimmingly; he struck a few number of places where he knew victims wouldn't be missed (as was one of Slender's rules). He just about had enough kidneys to hold him off for the next few weeks. Gazing at an old run down house with a broken screen door, he decided to hit one more place. He crept up to the window to see a strongly built man watching TV on the couch, a beer in his hand. "Perfect." He thought as he slunk towards the backdoor. Using a brick he found, he broke the glass on the back window and made his way inside.
"Who goes there?" he heard the man say and concealed himself in the shadows. "Show yourself!"
That's when Eyeless struck, jabbing his weapon into the man's side. But the male turn around in a flash, grabbing onto him with tremendous force. EJ glanced up and suddenly noticed a picture on the wall of the same man in uniform with a badge that read 'Lieutenant General: Brian Wesmen'. "Oh shit!" EJ thought as he pulled his scalpel from the soldier's side and drove it into his arm in an attempt to break free of his hold. The soldier punched him in the stomach, sending him flying into the wall. "I've gotta shake this fucker…or I'll be the one in the bodybag!"
"Get up you bastard!" the general barked, grabbing a hunting knife. "Who do you think you are?"
"Time to get my cannibal on!" EJ stood up to face him, removing his mask to reveal his black, dripping eye sockets. "Your worst nightmare!" He gnashed his sharp teeth as he lunged for the soldier. The two collided and crash down the stairs of the house and into the basement. Knocking the scalpel out of his hand, the soldier slashed his knife at EJ, slicing him in the shoulder. As the cannibal tried to dodge the attack, he was shoved into a large metal cage with such force, the door was broken open. Before Eyeless could even breath, he was grabbed again and thrown against the wall. He then felt thick boots kicking him repeatedly in the gut.
The soldier knelt down by the fallen cannibal, his knife at the ready. "Let's see how you like it, Freak!"
"Oh god, this is it…" EJ thought as he prepared for the end.
But suddenly, *THWACK* "Gyaaaa!" someone socked the general upside the head with a large metal pole. Forgetting all about his first attacker, he turned around and struck the person with his blade. "Fucking brat! I should have killed you years ago!" EJ saw his chance. He grabbed his scalpel and thrust it into the soldier's back, twisting it sharply to sever the spinal cord. Ignoring his screams of agony, he reached around, sliced open the gut and yanked out the intestines. Warm and slippery to the touch, he wrapped them around the man's throat and pulled tightly. He didn't know whether minutes or an hour passed, but when he released his hold…everything was silent. Finally able to catch his breath, he knelt down and claimed what he earned, the kidneys.
He was just about to leave when something grabbed his ankle. He looked down, scalpel at the ready, only to see… a blood soaked child gazing up at him. She looked to be about four or five years old with shoulder length brown hair and bright purple eyes. She wore a ripped up white shirt that was long enough to be a dress and dirty black shorts. Both cheeks were slashed deep as well as a cut above her right eye; on top of all that she appeared to be nearly starved. EJ had scared a number of children during his time as a Creepypasta and was about to push her off when he noticed what she had in her hand, a bloody metal pole. He gasped at the realization…this child had saved his life!

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AN/ Finally! My first ever proper Creepypasta fanfic! I've always loved Eyeless Jack and feel there could be so much more to his character. I also am very inspired by Sapphiresenthiss's comic, Adventures with Jeff the Killer, which it why I just had to add her OC Mahigun the werewolf in. Can't wait for the next chapter! See ya!