Cold as ice

Chapter 2

Ashley pov- 

"Sweet as sugar or cold as ice?"  The monochrome killer  asked.  The young girl looked bewildered  at this  question.  Nobody had ever though of hurting Ashley , she of  course was a killer herself!  Not as elite  like slender man or Jeff . But still a killer! How could such a thing happen? Ashley was never caught, ever, not even her parents or son  knew. Ashley  wore a mask that just so happened to change color as her mood switched. High waisted black shorts with ripped tights of the same silky attire she had grown to love on her black & white t-shirt. She wore a white beanie to go along , as well as black makeup with red lip stick & knee high boots. But what really struck the boy with curiosity were her eyes. Those mesmerizing shades of blue/green with just a hint of gray. Shrugging (y/n) gave a slight response of "cold as ice", then like she was never there fell out the window with a smirk. Jack dumbstruck and worried ran to catch her, only for her to .. Vanish?

 

Jack's pov-

She vanished. Just like that. Who was she anyway? She jumped with no thoughts on death. Looking at the room I realized she was almost to nice. The family looked confused? How? They stood up slowly turning to me and smiled. Not the smile we all love, but a creepy mesmeric smile. Backing away I dispersed to my abandoned carnival watching as the zombies scurried about as though they were being controlled. Only I control them though. With a smirk I commanded my trapeze girls to do tricks, that may seem cruel but it gets lonely here.. If only I had My queen. Yes I get lonely. Why do you think this started? It's not because of rainbows I assure you. Besides the fact that my once joyful and sane best friend and play mate Isaac Grossman leaving me behind, I was perfectly capable of finding things to do. Lies. there was not much entertainment at the carnival , after all these years it's all become to depressing and colorless. Much like myself, although laughing Jill, one of my many.. Friends loves to keep me busy on nights such as this one. I no longer felt what mere mortals called "love" no I could not love. Desire however was a new topic floating in my already demonic thoughts. Yes, desire. Desire for the girl who vanished into thin air, but not out of my mind. I know what desire does to a person , it triggers things, thoughts.. Feelings. I will not feel for such a human I will how ever find her. Learn her tricks and her weakness in this 'innocent' world and destroy what she loves so dearly.