Hey guys, it's me with another new story! I know, I barely update the other ones but I swear this will be the last new idea I get… (Mutters: I should really stop reading so many fanfictions)

Anyway, I'm pretty sure most of you know the story of Jeff the Killer right? Well, I've decided to make a Jeff the Killer Love Story. The pairing is NOT Yaoi this time. The pairing is Jeff x my OC Skylar.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this story!

Warnings for this chapter – Dark themes, self-mutilation

Sometimes, I wonder if I'm normal. Sometimes, I wonder if I could just be…normal, I would-no, no to hell with being normal!

That's the thing, I wasn't back then…look at me now, I'm twisted

I can never look at myself the same again. I look in the mirror and I see someone else; a person I do not recognise. A monster…I'm a monster!

This…thing I look at has now become a part of everyday life

Nothing can change my decision now! Nothing will! No one can stop me!

I smile widely but it's just not enough. So, I grab the knife and slice my cheeks, making my smile bigger

This feeling…it's painful yet I love the sight of my blood. I crave it! I want it! I NEED IT!

Look at me now

Sick and twisted

In every way I know this is wrong

But the sight of my blood

The sight of it pouring to the floor

It brings me this thrill I cannot describe…

I killed my parents that night. They can never speak ill of me again. They will burn in hell, just like I have.

I'M LIVING IN A HELL ON EARTH!

…

I'm not the same anymore and I never will be. I'm a mass murderer and I'm only 20 years of age! I really am a monster. I can't stop this craving for blood.

I NEVER WANTED IT TO BE THIS WAY! But, the way my parents spoke ill of me…I couldn't take it. It was too much. I became insane. I wanted blood.

That metallic taste blood has…it's addicting. I don't ever want to stop.

My life has gone to hell, I know that. Maybe, deep down, I want to change the beast. I want to erase this monster but I know I can't.

Sometimes, I have illusions of a better life but it's almost like these illusions are mocking me. It's telling me that I'll never have that life…ever.

If I had only fit into school with the other kids and wasn't such a freak, I might have lived a life with no worries at all.

Illusions…funny things they are. They make you want to know which is reality and which is not. But, reality is a harsh thing. It can damage the way you look on life.

That's what reality did to me.

Reality changed me.

Reality made me this beast.

Reality made me…Jeff the Killer

Go to sleep

Never wake up

Die your death

Don't ever come back

A/N: And that is the prologue! That was really…horrible I think I may have strayed from the real legend but I was just so into it. To make it worse, it's near midnight. Bad idea right? Anywho, you're probably wondering where Skylar is right? The next First chapter is going to be in her POV and she'll have a similar past to Jeff's.

Also, the next chapter and onwards until maybe chapter 5 or 6 is when Skylar and Jeff were in elementary, before the self-mutilation with Jeff thing happened. Anyway, like it? Hate it? Reviews and constructive criticism is welcome and NO FLAMES PLEASE! – NaruSasulover15