Hi! UltimateTease is baaccccckkkkk~ With chapter 4! *loud cheering and wolf whistles, cause i'm sexy~*

aw, thanks y'all! Okay, okay, okay. So, my new little killer has a name now! Want to know it? Huh? huh? Even if you don't, i'm gonna tell you anyways! Her name is Clara, and she claws and mauls her victims to death. Proxys call her Claw, though. Hehehe, cute, isn't it? I also think she's gonna get 'cleaned up' in this chapter, as in she's gonna WASH for once, and put on some new *cough, not* clothes. I have a feeling she's gonna be sexy~ cause i like my oc's with long, sexy legs.

Kaykay, i'm going to give you the chapter now. So enjoy it!

*The Great Recap of 1947*

At the end of the hallway Jane stopped, opened a door, and motioned me inside.
"Your room." She said, walking away. "Be down for dinner and watch out for BOB."

*End of the Great Recap of 1947*

"Watch out for BOB?" I repeated, puzzled. Then I scoffed. "whatever."

The room in which I was given was furnished with large circular bed covered with deep red, really fuzzy blankets of different shades. Shaggy black pillows covered the entire side of the bed that face the wall. To the side of the bed was a black nightstand with an alarm clock and red lamp on it, and next to that was a large window which overlooked the forest. on the wall next to the window was a black vanity with a large mirror, and a black wardrobe. Last but not least, there was a Large black door on the far wall, next to the red clothes hamper.

"Pretty nice place." I mused, walking over to the door. JUst as i had guessed, the door opened up to a pretty nice bathroom, all with black and red granite. A large pile of fluffy red towels perched next to large bottles of soap on the counter, and a red robe hung on the back of the door.

"I guess since it's all right here…." I smiled, shutting the door and starting the tap for the shower. It would be nice to be clean for a change.

Once i had stripped and stepped into the shower, It took a few minutes for all the dirt and blood to wash away. The hot water made goosebumps on my skin, and I relished the heavy steam surrounding me. I shaved for the first time in months, maybe years, and the smell of soap suds was almost better than warm blood.

After about 20 minutes I turned off the water, stepped out of the shower, and wrapped myself in plush, fresh towels. Then, for the second time in two days, I looked into the mirror. I still had the piercing yellow eyes tainted with blood lust and insanity, the snarling yellowed teeth with the sharky tips, the unnaturally pale grey-tainted skin. The hot water had done nothing to wash that away.

As I peered into my own eyes, I felt something stirring inside me. I looked away and grumbled before I could realize what it was.

When I walked back into my room, in my robe of course, I immediately went to the wardrobe. Somehow, and by somehow i meant Slenderman, My few bits of clothes were hanging there. I pulled on my old baggy jeans and bloodstained sweater. I left my hair down, the grey strands falling over my shoulders. I had always loved how long my hair was. It added a creepy factor that made it all the more fun when killing.

Happy with how I looked, I left my room and firmly shut the door behind me. The hallway was empty, but I could hear muffled yelling and scuffling from downstairs.

Curious, I crept down the stairs. I could make out the voices now, as well as see what was happening.

"Damnit, EJ! Give that back!" Jeff yelled, glaring at a boy with a blue mask and black, goopy eye holes. The boy laughed and tossed the wanted object, Jeff's knife, over to a black and white clown on the other side of the room. Jeff swiveled around and lunged at the clown.
"F*ck you LJ! Give me my knife already!" Jeff snarled. All the yelling from Jeff, plus the Loud laughs from the other boys, AND the racket they were causing, was starting a massive headache to start in my head. I decided to make silence.

"Damnit you three! I don't know who the hell you two are," I yelled, pointing at blue mask and clown, "And I don't know why you have Jeff's knife, But SHUT THE F*CK UP!"

They stared at me in shock, and I huffed. "When's f*cking dinner?" I asked Jeff. He shrugged.

"don't know."
"Well, you're a great help." I scowled, walking past shocked clown dude and snatching the offending knife from his hands. I tossed the wretched thing back to Jeff and strode into the kitchen. It was just as rich as the rest of the house, and that was saying a lot.

My mind was focused on one thing as I walked to the fridge. Blood. Blood always soothes my headaches. I muttered cuss words under my breath as i opened the fridge, not even seeing anything red besides tomatoes and some blood juice on a slab of meat.

I sighed, shut the fridge, and grabbed a polished knife from the knife block. Then i proceeded to go outside, past the boys who were now arguing, but quietly. It was nice and chilly outside, perfect for a warm drink.

I plopped next to a tree by the house and rolled up my sweater sleeve, taking the knife and leaving a gash in my skin. Blood gushed out instantly, and i bent my head to drink it hungrily. I know, drinking my own blood may seem gross, but at least I know it's clean and convenient.

I was interrupted by a heavy gasp. I looked up, seeing the blue mask boy looking at me intently with his goopy eyes.
"What do you want?" i asked angrily, stabbing the knife into the dirt and watching him, not caring about my still bleeding arm.

"y-you're drinking your own blood." he pointed out.
"Really? i had no idea. Would you rather me drink yours?"

"n-no."

"than leave me the f*ck alone."

He didn't. Instead, he sat down next to me, facing me intently.

"Doesn't it hurt?"
"Not if i do it myself. And besides, the little b*stard is closing up already."

indeed my cut was closing, the grey flesh of my arm slowly coming together. this seemed to shock the boy even more.
"h-how do you do that?" he asked, almost excited.
"Beats me. After I fell into a vat of acid and crawled back out, my skin's been doing that. It's pretty useful, really." I said, sighing.

"You fell into acid?"
"I was a dumb little sh*t and my dad took me to his job at a chemical factory. I was playing around and fell into a vat of light orange stuff. It burned like hell, and when i came back out, my eyes were yellow, and my hair and skin were grey."

"What happened to your teeth?"
"I filed them."

"did that hurt?"
"It was a quite pleasurable pain."

What did the fox say? He said this chapter was DA BOMB! And i have to agree. So, do you think EJ has the right personality? I do believe so. *rainbow laughing fit.* Oh, hey! Guess what? THe Creepypastas are going to be in my author's note from now on! Today we have BEN and Jeff!

me- How do you two feel about my OC?

BEN- She's a b*tchy little sh*t, that's for sure.

Jeff- (clutching his knife and rubbing the flat along his cheek) She got me my knife back!

me- is she a worthy Creepypasta?

Jeff- (still cuddling knife.) Yes, yes she is~ Oh, knifey, i LUUUV you~

BEN- Yea, she's fine. What's her name again? Claw? Yea, she's good enough.

Me- (scowling) Good enough? She's better than you two!

Claw- That's for damn sure!

hehehe, they sure are a handful! okay, I promise chapter five is when we will meet all the characters. Oh, before I forget, I might be writing a few new fanfics. I think some of them will be about the akatsuki, (an organization from Naruto) and the others will be about BLACK BUTLER! *Screams of joy from fangirls and boys*

So, if i have them up by chapter five, i'll say so in the author's notes. COMMENT COMMENT COMMENT!

Till next time, my Noodles!