Okay, before the next chapter starts, it appears I have made some blunders that came to light in the reviews, some of these I can explain, some I can't. But they will all be explained at the end of this chapter.

Jeff and Lyra: So on with the chapter.

I have to admit, even though what I can kill is limited, I'll probably like it here. I mean I just killed half an army. And thanks to some connections, I'm rich. Yes, Princess Celestia gave me 100,000 bits. That's a lot here.

I was staying at the Library in Ponyville with Twilight, who was still shocked at knowing what my face looked like. I didn't take my hood down until someone( apparently it's somepony here) said something.

-Flashback-

"Hey Jeff, why are you still wearing your hood?" asked Rainbow.

"Trust me, you don't wanna see my face," Jeff said back.

"Come on now, It can't be much different from us," Applejack said, who then took of Jeff's hood.

Once his face was uncovered, everypony screamed, except Fluttershy...

She fainted.

What was looking at them now was the mangled, bleached, and sunken face of Jeff the Killer.

"I told you," Jeff said.

"W-w-what h-ha-happened to it, D-darling?" asked Rarity.

"What does it look like? I got bleach thrown on my face, and I cut my mouth with a knife," Jeff said nonchalantly.

"Why would you do that?" asked Rainbow.

"Well, I was recovering from a traumatic experience," Jeff replied.

And so Jeff went through his entire story of how he ended up like he is now. Needless to say, everyone was scared out of their wits... Fluttershy still hasn't come to.

"That's just down right horrible," Applejack said, "and all those people you killed."

"Hey, that's what I was, and for the most part, still am," Jeff replied.

"And you just tell us this, and act like it's nothing?" asked Twilight.

"Yeah," Jeff said, "like I said, if I wanted you dead, we wouldn't be talking right now."

-end flashback-

To be honest, I miss my old life. Being able to kill whenever I want. But I don't wanna go to hell, so here I am.

The day to day stuff is pretty boring, but I can still have a little bit of fun. Apparently Pinkamena, Pinkies killer half, knows here way around a butchers knife. We normally spar after Sugercube corner closes, but until then, I'm usually pretty bored.

Not to mention this DAMNED FAN GIRL that keeps following me around. I swear, the princess just had to let everypony know that I was a human. And then she has the audacity to tell me "How was I supposed to know that one of my little ponies would be crazy about humans?" Stupid bitch.

"Can you please stop following me, it's starting to creep me out." Wow, did I really just say that.

"What, I just wanted to get to know you," she started, "I mean, it's not every day that you find out you were right about something exsisting."

"Listen, technically yes, I'm still a human," I started, "But were I come from, I would be called a proxy."

"What's that?"

I turn to look at her. I'll admit, for an anthropamorphic pony, she's pretty cute. She was covered in a light bluish green coat with the same color in her mane/hair and tail with a streak of white in both. She wore a baby blue tank top with a white hoodie and blue jeans. Like everypony else here, she wore no shoe considering they have hooves instead of feet.

"A proxy is someone or thing who has lost there humanity, we have the power to disguise our selves as humans, but I was never good at that."

"Is that why you keep your hood up all the time?"

"Yes, but the face I have isn't my real one, it's just the best I can do with the illusion magic all proxies have."

"So, your not a human?" she asked.

"Like I said, yes and no," I explained, "I'm probably the most human proxy that you'll come in contact with, I don't have any speacial powers like Ben or Masky."

"Are those two proxies as well?"

"You ask a lot of questians," I said, then walked away.

"Wait, I never got your name, I'm Lyra Heartstrings," Said Lyra.

"Jeff," I said then continued walking. It was getting close to closing for SCC, and Me and Pinkie have a bet on who will win the spare.

And that's a wrap. Sorry that this chap was shorter, but You guys have been wanting an update, and I said this chap would introduce Lyra. So here you go. Oh and with the last chapter, The whole thing about the ponies not freaking out is because Jeff had his hood up, and The Pinkie thing, yeah that just wasn't thought through. And before I get people raging about giving Jeff magic, just know that I've been reading some online Creepypasta comics were all the pastas are called proxies and they do have the power to disguise them selves. But that is the only power Jeff has, other than that, he's just you normal kitchen knife weilding serial killer. And the reason this chap is out so late is because I've been suffering from writers block. I get thhat a lot, sorry.

Jeff: Relax guys, If this happens again, I'll just torcher him.

Lyra: But until then, I'm gonna have some fun with my little Jeffy.

Jeff: That was a terrible pun, Babe.

Lyra: Don't care, bedroom now Drags jeff into my bed room

Me: YOU BETTER CLEAN UP AFTER! Hears moaning Cries I'm so lonly. Well until the next chapter guys.