Disclaimer: I only own the obvious original characters. Please be nice this is my first Jeepers Creepers Fanfic.
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Chapter One:
22 years...and ten minutes
The old farmer sat in his chair, spear still in his hand. There was a group of fresh new comers, coming to see the bat out of hell. A group of that consisted of two boys and a girl, probably in their late teens. But there was another, but she wasn't with them.
The Farmer eyed her, torn jeans, heavy set black boots, faded shirt and a black coat. All the cloths on her body were torn or were worn and faded; even the old fedora on top of her head.
She followed the small group up to the barn. Her boots made a soft crunching sound as they hit the dirt, kicking up small bits of dust as she walked.
She eyed the body of the creature, just like the group beside her. The creature was all dried up, like pieces of beef jerky. Its arms and wings were stretched out while its feet were bound together. But they couldn't see its face, due to a strange webbed like thing that had wrapped its self around the creatures face.
Her head slowly cocked to the side, and then returned to the up right posture. They old farmer didn't like her body language.
Her eyes slowly looked at him, no, they were looking past him...at the setting sun. Her steely gray eyes glittered slightly as they light of the sun caught them. She looked at the farmer, and tipped her hat to him before turning on her heel and walking out, softly humming an old song.
"Jeepers Creepers, where'd you get those peepers..."
The old farmer watched her as she walked out to her truck, "Jeepers creepers, where'd you get those eyes."
She made her way to her truck "5..."
"Jackie!"
"4..."
"DAD!"
"3..."
"What the hell is going on?"
"2..."
"WHAT THE!"
(ROARS!)
She smiled at the sounds of their screams. She opened the back of her pick up and pulled out a bundle of cloths. She held them in her arms as she pulled out an old faded tan colored hat. She carried them up to the barn, gently placing them on the ground.
The sound of crunching and the tearing of meet reached her ears as she walked out side; once again whistling the old song.
The creature looked up as she walked out of the barn, and then noticed the cloths and hat sitting neatly on the ground.
He smiled, blood rolled down his chin as his sharp dagger like teeth were exposed. And then, returned to feeding, while she waited for him.
After several minutes passed, she looked up as the creature came into view; wearing his old clothing, and his hat. She smirked as he came up to her.
He leaned his head down and smelled her. Trailing slowly from her neck up, his hands gripping her shoulders as her sweet smell filled his senses. Gently he removed her fedora, and released her hair from its restraints.
Then he continued to smell her, now being very sensual and gentle. Unlike he was with those he intended to kill.
"Welcome back," She said.
