~I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness.~
Jeremiah 31:4
The scream that came out of your lips the moment EJ/Jeff finally lies down in the ground was a bloodcurdling one, tearing all sounds that echo around you, showing your full pain and desperation, only by severe sound waves that hit mercilessly every possible surface, echoing hard inside the dark forest, breaking its serenity to shreds. But you just couldn't hold it back. You just didn't know what else to do at a time like this, as you kneeled beside your loved one, taking his hand on your two own, holding it against your chest and heart tightly, like you would be able to heal him if you moved him the closer you could to your heart. It was a desperate move, that would bring no results whatsoever, but in the state your mind was right now, you were only able to see his wounded body right in front of you.
No, no it couldn't be! This was simply not happening! He was an immortal! Immortals, and especially Creepypasta, can't die, right? RIGHT? Please, please, God, make you wake up from this horrible nightmare. You just wanted to wake up and see that everything was alright! That EJ/Jeff was okay and waiting for you outside your bedroom, so that you could join the others for breakfast. That he was okay and that he didn't have a hole where his heart should be and that he wasn't choking on his own blood as he did right now, spitting the ruby red liquid everything around him, staining your crying face and your hands. Suddenly, all the happy moments –no- all the memories you had with this man flashed before your mind, memories that made you only cry out in desperation and feel your heart stop inside your chest. You wept loudly and tried the best you could to focus on the man in front of you, begging Death not to take him away from you, not to make you go on without him, something that you would be unable to do....
'EJ/JEFF! PLEASE, PLEASE! LOOK AT ME, PLEASE!' you screamed, hot tears running down your face, their touch seemingly burning your skin away, as violent sobs resonated from deep within your body, shaking you harshly, as you gazed upon EJ/Jeff, only to see that his conscience had begun to slip away, panicking you even more.
In the sound of your voice, his empty stare seemed to flicker a little bit and he turned his head towards you, his gaze falling on you and a small, pained smile danced in the edges of his mouth.
'_____.....______' he whispers your name softly, before he coughs up another round of blood, which dripped from the edges of his mouth, as he desperately tried to breathe all at the same time.
'I'm here, I'm h-here b-baby, d-don't you worry!...' you mumble as loudly as you can through your sobs, picking his torso up and enclosing him into your embrace, helping him breathe and rocking the both of you back and forth, in an attempt not to allow you to completely break down 'SLENDER! SLENDER COME HERE! SLENDER!'
'L...listen...to me...baby....' Jeff/EJ whispers to you, as you barely see the faceless man coming towards you, through your blurred by the tears, eyes 'Ev....every-thing.......is...g-going....to be....oka-' another round of blood comes out hard from his mouth, shortening his breath even more.
'P-please EJ/Jeff, p-please keep breathing...keep looking at me....I don't know what I'll do...... without you...' you cry out, kissing the top of his head and caressing his soft cheek 'I love you s-so much...., so don't you dare die on me!!!' you scream out with all your heart.
His small chuckle gets drowned inside another blood round 'I.....love....y...you...too...' he whispers, placing his right hand over your cheek softly, caressing your skin softly, making your heart break inside your chest.
'Child! Rest him against the ground now! He is losing too much blood!' Slenderman's voice comes from somewhere really close to you and a cold hand rests reassuringly on your shoulder. You did not, under any circumstances wanted to let him out of your desperate grasp, but the small fractions of sanity you had left inside of you order you to do as you were told, knowing that the Father of you all would be able to help.
You gently lean your body towards the ground, allowing EJ/Jeff to rest on it softly once again, before you wipe the pestering tears away from your face, placing your hands on his cheeks soon after, trying to make him focus on you as Slenderman starts to tend to his wound fast, and you faintly register that Masky is beside him, helping out as well. The metallic smell of his blood drowns your thoughts inside your mind, making the beast that was roaming free inside of you, scream out in sheer pain, the desperation and fear taking over both your sane and insane parts. Your fingers touch his face lightly, but you can feel them shake vigorously, obeying to the sobs that were still breaking through from deep inside of you. The war among the rest of the Creepypasta was still waging on, Offenderman was still looking at you with a large grin on his face, Slenderman and Masky did their best to stop the bleeding and you had eyes for none other than EJ/Jeff, looking at him hungrily, trying to take in every little inch of his beautiful face, like you were looking at him for the very first time. Still, the pain continued to wage on inside of you, washing inside your heart with something different; something far more dangerous. Extreme anger was slowly building up inside your heart, like a wild beast that was looking at you from the shadows, preparing to strike with any given opportunity. Not even you knew that it was there, since it was coated rather well by the pain, but the results were shortly beginning to show, as the tips of your fingertips had started to turn utterly black, the obscure color starting to make its way further and further up.
That was until Jeff/EJ fell into a pretty hard coughing fit. Blood came out of his mouth like a fountain, with the killer choking on it hard and trying to remove it in order to be able to breathe. The result was that a large amount fell on your face, staining the right side, as well as your hands. The man leaned his head to the side, finally able to breathe again, his lungs desperately inhaling the air, but all of this failed to reach your ears. You were only left to gaze upon your hands, which had been stained too much with the blood of your loved one, a grim picture that bore inside your mind and scarred it irreparably. Suddenly, everything stopped inside of you; the pain, the suffering, the tears, they all magically went away, leaving behind only soft shivers that started resonating from your heart, growing stronger and stronger with the passing seconds, as you continued to look upon your hands.
As EJ/Jeff turned to look at you, his eyes grew bigger by the terror that seized him and he managed to pull all of his strength to speak, something that was extremely hard for his condition.
'_______...! ____...babe...look at me.....stay with me.....don't lose yourself now....!' He dared to say, but he started coughing up blood nonstop now.
His words never reached your ears.
As you watched his blood dripping down from your hands, the emptiness of your brain gave way to the bestial rage. They had dared to wound your mate.....They had DARED TO TOUCH YOUR MATE! They laid their hands on the ONLY thing that was keeping you sane, on the ONLY thing that was keeping you human! They had spilled HIS blood right before your very own eyes, daring to challenge you by taking him down first! How DARE THEY DO THAT TO THE ONLY MAN YOU HAD EVER LOVED! They. Will. PAY! You will f*cking rip their hearts out and eat them for breakfast, turning their useless skin into a winter coat! HOW DARE THEY LEAN A FINGER ON EJ/JEFF, HOW DARE THEY MESS WITH YOUR FAMILY, HOW DARE THEY MESS UP WITH YOUR LIFE?! Blood! THERE WILL BE BLOOD! There's gonna be blood and guts and it's gonna be their blood and guts that will adorn these woods for weeks! Oh, sweet and diabolical pleasure of murder and madness, how long they have been feeding you up, f*cking up with your mind, preparing you for the time things would come to this! FOR THE TIME YOU WOULD RIP THEM APART!
The beast inside your mind exploded into a fit of madness and bloodlust, its penetrating scream resonating through you and escaping your lips so hard, that the edges of your mouth begun to open up by themselves, filling your mouth with blood and allowing the bestial sound that came out of your lungs, to shred all sanity that was lingering around you, sounding for the first time as a demonic scream that was able to open up Hell itself and let all the demons loose on Earth. This time, insanity did not paint your vision or thoughts red, but instead, all of your conscience and unconsciousness was wiped away by the complete darkness. Both you, the little sanity you had left, the Other you and even the beast itself all were wiped away and in their spot, the deranged and coming-straight-from-the-pits-of-Hell demon came to conquer everything. Your heartbeat became one continuous hum, your thoughts seized to exist and your whole body arced backwards on an ankle that was more disturbing than unnatural, bending and twisting your limps in ways that were not possible by any living creature. The black that had started to take over the edges of your fingertips shot up and twirled around your whole arms, wrapping them tightly and even starting to take over the skin towards your neck. Your delicate (s/c) skin, begun to crack with various large, black cracks that appeared on your skin, covering every single edge of your body, making it look like it was all falling apart, while your fingers turned sharp and dangerous like claws, ready to shred their victims into pulp. There was no trace of you left inside your body. This was not you. This was merely a newly awakened monster.
In one split second, it stood up, letting out a hellish low growl, before its black eyes fell on the man that had brought this entire calamity upon you. Then, it merely saw the blonde girl that raise her hand and point at it, ready to strike it with her hellish power. But in one single split of the second, it was gone from before her eyes.
The next thing she felt, was a hand grabbing her tightly from the back of the neck, sharp nails entering her skin with sheer power and her face connected hard with the ground under her, smashing on it with such power, that the place she connected with bended inwards. Again and again and again, the hand made her crash against the ground, until what was left from her face, were only the sockets of her eyes and her mouth. All the rest skin was shredded away by the bloodthirsty demon that was growling inside her ear hard. She flew her hands back and tried to grab her one hand and stop her, but the demon noticed her immediately, grabbing one of her hands that attempted to release her and with a loud scream, tore it away from her like it was made from paper, throwing it on the side, before she flipped the girl towards her, making her look inside her black abyssal eyes. Her hands wrapped hard around the girl's neck, pinning her down on the ground, with her trying to fight her with all she had, yelling and growling back at the beast, who only tilted its head to the side, watching her struggle, before a sheer expression of rage crossed its hellish characteristics and started banging her head against the ground, until it earn it a huge cracking sound.
Smiling widely, it opens its mouth and leans its head back, before it flashes forward again, landing its teeth on the girl's neck, biting it so hard, that when it moves back, a large part of her flesh comes out, revealing part of her spine, her larynx and esophagus. Blood runs down the beast's chin, which only leans forwards once again and it passes its lips softly over the girl's neck, before it screams out triumphantly, grabbing the torn head and tossing it to the side, before the girl under it dissolves to ash.
The demon turns to the tall and grinning man, who strangely enough, seems amused with all this and calls out for the last two of his comrades. Thanatos and Dinami.
The moment these words leave his lips, two men appear right in front of him, the raven-haired one that was the leader of them all when they entered your dreams and the blonde man, that always seemed too silent. In their view, the demon growls loudly in amazement as both of them lock gazes with her and charge forward in a split second. The leader is the first one to reach the demon, managing with the powers that Demise gave him, to duplicate himself, creating another illusion of him, but perfectly able to wound the demon nonetheless, both of them reaching the demon in no time. The leader screams and flings his hand hard against it, with his illusion trying to kick the legs out of the demon, but the creature is quick to react, avoiding both of them with a fluid motion of its flexible body. Its attention is distracted though, and when the leader flings his other hand against it, it finds it straight in the face, catapulting it many meters back. The demon hits the ground hard making it crack underneath it, but as the impact is not nullified and its body continues to fly backwards, it turns in mid-air and manages to land on its own two feet, dipping its hand on the ground and after a few moments, nullifying the speed.
Its gaze locks with its targets once again, deciding in a second to take them out one at a time, before it springs itself forward again.
The illusion of the leader ejects forward first, avoiding it by leaning on the side when the demon tries to slash his neck, resuming the action by punching it straight in the stomach. The demon growls in pain and turns its furious gaze to the illusion and with one swift movement of its hand that is barely visible, it grabs the illusion with its one hand and squeezing hard, the scull cracks and pops under its strong hold, ending the illusion in a matter of seconds, allowing its dead body to dissolve in the wind, before it charges against the leader once again. It tries to kick him in the chest, but the man is fast this time and manages to block the hit with his hands, grabbing the foot hard in the next second and elbowing it in the middle, breaks it in half. Instead of a pained scream, the demon lets out a menacing and sanity-drenching laughter, as it grabs the unsuspecting leader and drives its hand through his chest. The man gawks in surprise as his body swiftly turns into ash and the demon turns to the last remaining assistant of the tall monster.
The blonde man's eyes tighten as he sees that he is the only one left, but this would not stop him from bringing the monster down. Watching it lunge against him with all the sheer power that its demonic body could fuel it with, he avoids the protruding hand and grabbing it with power with his two own, he twists it hard, until he hears the bone break inside the skin. The monster lets out a pained growl that reverberates inside the night, full of pain and anger, before it steps on his knee hard and punches him in the face when the blonde man leans in a little bit. The pain is short though thanks to his durability that is fueled through his Power ability and the man jumps over the demon, using its hand as a handle and avoiding the punch that was coming towards him, but not the next blast of the monster as it elbows him straight in the nose once he's behind it. Letting out a piercing scream of anger, the man tackles the demon on the ground and leaning over it, starts to throw merciless punches on its face repeatedly, starting to draw more and more black blood out of the beast, which stains his hands and face.
The demon growls out in pain, but as the man directs another hit on it, the demon takes the small opportunity presented and kicks him where the sun doesn't shine, making him scream out and back down a little bit, pain and anger fueling the man up, as he kicks the back of the demon's knee the moment it tries to stand up, continuing with bringing the foot against its face, but the moment he tries to do so, the demon vanishes from his eyes. The next thing he knows, someone grabs him hard from behind and pulls him hard into a choke hold, blocking his air pipes and making his hands fly on his neck, in a desperate attempt to release himself from the demon's grip. He tosses, turns and even manages to kick the demon in its broken leg, but nothing seems to have effect on it. It was as if it was unable to feel any short of pain anymore, surrendering fully to its demonic identity. Soft lips pass gently over his neck and his head falls on the ground in the very next second, his body dissolving into dust as the demon towers well above him.
Now, the only ones that were left in the small battlefield, were the demon itself –with its injured limps twisting and restoring back to their original shapes- and the tall man, who for the first time, had lost his devious grin, along with his careless attitude, gazing at the demon that stood before him for a small second and he lets out a deranged growl, that shakes the earth all of them stood upon. His grin opens up wide, the split reaching to the farthest sides of his face, revealing two rows of shark-like, razor sharp teeth and a large tongue, while two holes open up, revealing two eyes that are immediately nailed on the demon, insanity and madness taking them over, being so dangerous, that could chop off parts of a human body only by staring too intensely on it. His white tentacles that up until then waved nonchalantly behind his back, freeze and turn to sharp ropes, ready to shred anything on their path to pieces, while they split up and become ten instead of five, pointing immediately towards the demonic woman and charging against her in the flash of an eye.
So fast that they almost become invisible, they launch against the demon girl, hitting the hard ground underneath that separates the two of them with extreme power, making it crack and small stones are thrown into the air and towards any direction, as they launch against it, sharper than any blade. Yet, they are not as fast as the demon, who lowers its torso and starts running straight forward, sharply jumping up and then to the left, avoiding two tentacles with great ease, launching straight forward with its claws protruding forward, ready to slice the neck of the man in mere seconds, ending his life briefly. Still, the demons growls in sheer anger as one tentacle finds its way on its stomach, blocking its impending attack and catapulting it straight backwards, placing a safe distance among them once again. The moment the demon lands on its feet, it immediately ejects its body forward on the ground, evading for mere millimeters the three tentacles that crashed hard on the spot it was standing a few seconds ago.
Grabbing one of the tentacles, it flips over it and starts running towards the man with movements so balanced and fast, that were barely visible to the human eye. The man tries to stop her approach by catapulting two more of his tentacles against her, but the demon sees the impending threat and with a fluid motion, jumps in the air, it's body twisting and turning flexibly and avoids the tentacles immediately, grabbing one with its hands and biting it hard, spits out a large piece, injuring the tentacle and making the man scream out in pain.
The next attack though manages to outsmart the demon girl.
Ejecting two of his tentacles towards the demon from both sides, turning them into sharp blades, ready to shred the demon in half, the demon flips on the air and avoids them both, only to fail to see three other ones that grab it hard by the hands and legs, raising it in the air under its hellish screams, trapping it completely. Another tentacle shots up against it, ready to pierce its heart and end its life fast, but the demon smiles deviously and concentrating, allows its body to become limp and its body parts that are trapped to slip away from the man's grasp, making her fall on the ground with a small 'thud' and escape death. The demon lets out a hellish laughter, mocking the tall man who is only infuriated more, sending another tentacle that comes swiping towards the demon. Its eyes open wide with surprise as the tentacle finds it fast straight in the stomach and ejects it many meters back, crashing on a tree trunk with extreme power and finally falling on the ground under it. Failing to see pretty much anything out of the pain from all the broken parts inside of it due to the collision, the demon screams out in pain as three tentacles pin themselves inside its flesh, one in the neck, one in the stomach and one in the shoulder. Blood shots up inside its mouth and it proceeds to spit it out hard, staining the white tentacle and growling angrily, trying to move before the other ones end it, moving like a lunatic and worsening its wounds.
And with what way did it do that?
Using its sharp claws, it shreds the three tentacles into pieces.
The man lets out a bloodcurdling scream and backs away a little bit, his hand flying on his head and the rest of his tentacles whip the air around them hard and in severe pain, since the cut off limbs are bleeding off in the ground, fallen and rapidly beginning to rot, unable to heal themselves up for the time being. The demon gazes over the complete pain of the man and smiles deviously and evilly to itself, filling the movement as one of great impact on the man. With blood still dripping down from its wounds, it stands proudly up and smiles a demonic grin, ignoring the pain coming from its wounds and ejecting itself once again against the man that dared to hurt the demon's mate. Through his desperate screams of pain, the man tries to focus once he sees it approaching and lets out an angry scream.
'THIS TIME YOUR HEART WILL BE MINE!' he screams, catapulting all of his remaining tentacles against the demon.
The monster jumps and manages to avoid the first one fast, but the second one manages to catch it hard, wrapping around its waist with power and raising it on the air, upside down, preparing to crush it with the immense power with which he squeezes the small figure. The demon raises its clawed hand in the air, its black eyes filling with madness and murder, as it brings it down once again, shredding the tentacle to small pieces in a single second. The man screams again and fails to attack it, allowing it to fall down, stepping on the tentacle right under and then jump against one of them, that is on its left. It steps on it and starts running with all the power it had, trying to reach the man and tear him to pieces. All the other tentacles try to stop it, but it jumps from tentacle to tentacle, ripping apart as many as it could reach, the movements fast and lethal, as it is now one inch away from the man.
A wild, bestial scream leaves its lips, the moment it shreds the rest of the tentacles and grabs itself from the man's suit. The rest happened in slow motion.
The man freezes up a little bit, his eyes opening wide with surprise in the view of the girl's wild eyes. She was covered in blood and wounds, but still, the determination and anger had flooded her black eyes, as she raised her clawed hand to strike him, while the man was unable to protect himself out of the surprise that washed over him. The blackness of her skin had started to eat away all the flesh that she had, the only spots left being her neck and face, the only ones that posed a strong resistance to the animalistic demon that had taken over her mind. How was that possible? He believed that no one could ever possess so strong emotions to be able to turn into that kind of a demon, but here she is now to prove him wrong. As time stood still for a little bit, Offenderman was able to understand finally, that it was the injuring of her lover that pushed this woman to the very edge of losing herself inside the insanity. Then, as he looked at her hand that was coming closer and closer to his heart, the victory shining hard on her eyes, he was able to hear the last beats of her heart. At first it was a continuous hum, adrenalized by the anger and bloodlust that was pumping through her veins, but right then, it started to slow down. Gently, slowly, carefully, it turned to a normal beat that only decreased more, until it beat once.....twice.....and then stood perfectly still.
That was it....an imaginary clock stroke midnight inside Offenderman's head....the last of the Enfants Sacrificielles had joined the ranks of the undead, choosing to stay a Creepypasta, rather than becoming a human. The very first Sacrificial Child that survived the wars.....He had finally lost...
The girl's hand pierced through his heart.
Offenderman felt her hand pass through him, a cold and determined blade, destroying both his and the rest of the hearts he had gathered, releasing the spirits of the fallen Enfants and eliminating his own existence. But it was all alright. He would finally stop struggling to become something he wasn't; he would finally stop trying to overpower his own brother. The last thing he saw, before Death enveloped him completely, was his brother looking at him with his blank face. He could swear he could feel his sadness.
'Heh...sorry bro..' he murmured into his brother's mind, before his whole body disintegrated to dust.
Seeing Offenderman's body turn to dust right before your eyes, eliminating his existence forever, the demon inside of you begun to disappear. Slowly but steadily, you felt your thoughts light up once again like candles in the dead of the night, and the control over your body to return to you rapidly. Your fingers turned to their original form and the black skin and cracks started to fade away, as your own skin and flesh were restored. You stood above the dusts of the man, feeling the gratitude that the rest of the Enfants whispered to you as they were released, echoing inside the vast spaces of your mind. They were finally free and the man that was to blame for all this was finally dead. Your orange iris lightened up once again inside your empty eyes and without thinking about it, your hands flew over your now silent heart, the heart of a true Creepypasta. You had really felt it stop inside of you, signaling the granting of your identity as a Creepypasta, something that couldn't be stolen from you ever again.
Then, reality hits you in the face like a brick wall.
EJ/Jeff was still dying.
Turning, your eyes welled up with tears but your body reacted on its own volition, making you run towards the love of your undead life, kneeling once again beside him and gazing upon his blooded face, as his stare had begun to drift into death long ago. You screamed and cried out, your hands flying to cover the hole in his chest, calling his name again and again, with the dying man trying the best he could to focus once again to you, but failing miserably, leading him to lose even more blood. Helen's hands wrapped around your shoulders, trying desperately to offer you some comfort as you were crying over your dying mate and the rest of your family had gathered around you, all of them alive but with various serious and small injuries gracing their bodies, as they watched you cry hard over your lover. This time though, you knew of something that you wished could heal him up, the last chance you had, a parting gift that was given to you by the Enfants.
Without explaining to anyone, you grab Helen's knife and driving it hard through your wrist, you cut it through, allowing your luxurious blood to run free, immediately making it drip inside the hole in EJ's/Jeff's heart. You just hoped it wasn't too late.
'Child, what are you doing?' Slenderman asked you slowly, looking upon the blood that fell on the wound.
'As the rest of the Enfants were released, they told me what power my aspect held inside. Innocence holds the power of Healing. So I'm using it to save him before it's too late. When he survives though, he will be craving my blood for a bit, since it's highly addictive.'
'And if he doesn't?' Helen slowly murmurs, but you give him no answer.
You watch as the blood fills the wound up and starts dripping down from the edges of EJ's/Jeff's skin, with the wounded man passed out long ago. You hoped with all the power of your mind and heart that he would survive this. That he would be able to walk beside you once again. The blood stops and you immediately lean forward to gaze upon the wound, only to see that the hole was gone. Still, EJ/Jeff wasn't reacting at all. No sign of life came from him. If your heart was still beating it would have exploded right at this moment, as you looked upon him..... waiting..praying...hoping...
Then....
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A/N: The next chapter will be the final chapter of the story, thus, I will be needing some more time to write it as perfectly as I want to, so I won't give you an update date, but within this or the following week, I will upload it. Please be patient my friends and stay awesome!!! Love ya all lovelies <3