Jeff brothers, part.one. I sneak through the window of the childs room, prepared to make sure this child doesnt experience the horrors of the world, just like master Jeff. I followed in his footsteps and killed my family when they didnt understand my beautiful face. I cut my eyelids off and made my forever smile. I had even lit myself on fire after drenching my self in liquor and bleach. But of course that was before I made myself beautiful. Ive been putting people to sleep for almost a month now. And I stumbled across this house last night, but someone was in front of it so I wasnt able to make the child go to sleep then. But now I will. I pull myself in through the window and pull out my knife. I see the child and whisper the fetal words as she opens her eyes. Go to sleep. I commit the deed and wipe off my knife. I turn to leave but someone blokes the window. We look at each other in shock and then amusement. We both realize were not the original Jeff, yet we both follow his ways. The other person then looks at the bed and realizes I already committed the fetal deed. He looks at me and flicks out his knife. That child was mine. I was here yesterday. I cock my head and he grows at me. Without giving him a second more to think I rush him, shoving my shoulder into his stomach. We whirl backwards flying out the window. As we fall I sense him ready the knife to drive into my back, I twist right before we hit the ground and he stabs himself in the shoulder. I stand and he sweeps me to the ground with a kick of his legs. Hes on me at once, firing punch after punch into my face. I feel my nose break, and I grab the knife still hanging from his shoulder. I pull it out and stab him in the side, forcing him to stop hitting me for a second to gasp. I head but him and push him off me. Cops! Cops! Theyre over here! That was fast I think as I start to run, I look back and the other guy was still laying on the ground unconscious from the head but. I run back and pick him up, hanging him over my shoulders I manage to run fast enough away. I get back to the abandoned playground Ive been staying in and lay the other wanna be on the slide. I pull the knife from his side, and place it on one of the swings near by. I then pull out mine and cut a strip of fabric from my hoodie. I take off his hoodie and shirt and then put the strip of my hoodie on the wound on his side. I grab my roll of duct tape I keep under the slide and fix the cut as much as I can. I do the same with the gash on his shoulder. I put my duct tape back and admire my work. Beautiful just like master Jeff. I start to laugh and he stirs. He shakes his head and then looks at me. He starts to tense up but then flinches. Where am I? He spits at me. Why you are in hotel Steve, home of the Steve. Temple of master Jeff. But actually right now, your in my bed, the slide of this wonderful land called a abandoned playground. He stares at me as if Ive gone insane, which I cant deny. Why did you save me? Why didnt you just kill me or let me get locked up? Well, you see, I like you, you remind me of me. You could be my twin brother practically. So I decided, if Im gonna hunt down master Jeff and join him, why not bring a partner, a brother in arms if you wish. So I patched you up and tah dah, your fixed. He looks as if hed raise a eyebrow if he had one. And what makes you think Ill come with you? Oh thats simple, your weak, I almost killed you without getting a scratch on me. True my nose is broken, but I fixed that. I settled it and shoved paper up it to stop bleeding. Papa was a doctor before I killed him, so I know these things. He nods understanding that I couldve killed him, and done it without a second thought. Do you know where Jeff is? I have a idea, I searched the country side and finally found a reliable source here. Three Jeff sightings. Officially one is you, one is another imposter, and one is master Jeff. So I simply find everyone, or they find me as you did. He looks at me like Im the only madman between us. He shrugs his shoulders and grimaces. I shake my head and start to speak. No good, youll have to rest up, after all, when we find master Jeff hell need us in tip top shape. So you may have the bed and Ill take the sofa. I walk away to under the tube and fall asleep. The following night when I awaken I walk over to my new brother and see him cleaning his knife. Steve, do you even care to know my name. I shake my head. Nope, to me you are brother, nothing else. Now you relax and Ill be back later. Time to help another kid to sleep. Brother nods and I walk away, to another night of sleeping children. I return cleaning my knife, I enter the playground and instantly see brother is gone. I run to the slide and see blood marks go a few feet and disappear. I let out a growl of anger. Now now, would your brother like it if the last thing he saw of you was a angry expression? A voice comes from behind me. -Devilsoup
Posted on: Sun, 17 Nov 2013 20:00:33 +0000
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