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Jeff the Killer X Killer!Reader: Partner.
Y/n = your name
WARNING: Profanity... more than the previous one...

The moon was shining brightly down onto your tanned skin. Blood slowly poured around your feet, the pool growing ever so larger. 'Poor sap, he had to struggle and was put through more pain than necessary. Not my problem.' You yanked your small axe out of the dead man's brain. You could hear his skull cracking a little. The sound didn't bother you anymore; you've been killing for 4 years. The memory of when you first started killing tried shoving its way into your mind, but you blocked them the best you good. 'It's all in the past now. No need of it resurfacing.' You stared blankly at the guy's face of terror. He had been harder than previous kills.
Luckily, he lived alone, so his screams didn't awaken anyone. His neighbors were out for dinner, and no one cared for him. He wasn't your main target though, but he did trace to him. "Asshole, if you didn't help that motherfucker you would've lived another day."  The man you were after had a lot of 'friends,' and he had a nice way of hiding, damn snake. You were now another step closer to finding him. "Well, lookie what I've got here, you've gone and taken my kill, so you're going to have to fill in for him." A voice whispered from behind you. It had taken you by surprise, and you slung your axe for his knee.
He jumped away, as if expecting your attack, and began to laugh. He was a slim man, sort of tall. His white hoodie was drenched with rain. He held a large kitchen knife in his right hand; he must've been like you. Another crazed killer out for blood because nothing else satisfies him. Did he have a target? Considering how he didn’t care much about this man, no. You narrowed your eyes and gripped your axe handle. He had a smile cut into his face, and his eyelids were missing. You had seen worse, this was nothing to you. You yourself began to smile; the thought of having fun with someone who could actually hold up against you was exciting. However you were so close to, HIM, you didn't want to risk dying before he did.
"Why were you after this man," You asked, pointing your axe head towards the dead man behind you. He waved his hand, dangling the knife between his fingers, "No reason. He was just the perfect victim. And you took him. Why were you after him?" He asked, almost laughing. "He was a key to my final prize. I was hoping you were after him too so I'd have some support." You stated. You were dull. You had lost all emotion years ago when that man killed your parents.
Unwillingly, the memories shot down past your barrier and flooded your mind. You remembered how you sat in your room, playing around on the computer, the internet, doing your thing. That was, until your dad rushed in with his small handgun on his waist. "Y/n, you need to hide, now! There's a very bad man outside, hide honey. If you get the chance, jump out of your window, and don't look back!" He pulled you out of your chair; you were still trying to gather what was happening. He shoved you behind your bed, and ran out of your room.
Just then, there was a loud BANG, and your father fell to the floor dead. "Boss, we got em." A man said. Just then, a muscular man came into sight, kneeling down to your father's corpse. "Get their money, we're done here. Did they have any children?" He asked, looking around behind him. That's when he noticed your room. He stood up, and slowly walked into your room. "Yes, sir, they have one daughter." He looked around, and noticed your window was open. Your best guess was that he figured you had already left, "Damn it, we need to get out of here! Now, and find that damn girl! She’ll give us away!" He ran out of your room, into his car with his men, and sped off.
Your mind came back to now, staring into the killer's eyes ahead of you. "How'd you get into this life? One just doesn't start killing for the hell of it." He shifted around a little bit, 'He's probably uncomfortable with his past as well. Well who can blame people like us?' "Surely you've heard of me? Perhaps online, searching for interesting stories to keep you occupied. Does the name, Jeff the Killer, ring any bells?" He asked, sounding very annoyed. You slightly remembered reading about him. It didn't really affect you then, and now it sure as hell wasn't going to. "So you killed your parents? Huh?" You asked, cocking an eyebrow. He chuckled and nodded, and began twirling the knife around in his hand. He was getting very impatient.
"Listen, man, Jeff, I don't want any trouble. After I kill the man I'm after, you can come and kill me. Fuck, I'll come to YOU and let you kill me if you want. I'm not dying till he's done for," You snarled. He laughed, "Oh, yeah whatever. How about we play a game? A race, to who can kill this man first." You felt your stomach turn; he wanted to take your prey. It isn’t like you blamed him, you took his as well. "What's your answer?" He pushed you. "Fine, why the hell not? I'm not giving out names. I found his information here, you can find it too," You exclaimed.
He nodded, and placed his knife in his hoodie. You used your axe to open the window to your right, and exited the building. 'However, unlike me, you don't have the rest of the information with you. If you try to sneak in, it's over. Dumb-ass.' You quietly slinked away through the bushes. The building you were after was in your sight. 'To think... he was so close all along. I went through a fucking Easter egg hunt all over the state for no damn reason. The end result will be worth it though.' You noticed a bicycle on the side of the road, and took it for your own. 'Sorry kid, I need this more than you do.' With that, you pedaled away. The sun would be up in an hour.
It took you fifteen minutes to reach the library, where the boss was, it would've been longer if you walked. You tossed the bike into a nearby bush and casually walked to the front door. You looked around for a camera, sure enough there was one a little ways into the building. It was facing towards the interior of the library. You slipped your hand into your back pocket, and pulled out a Ziploc bag. Inside the bag were some rubber gloves. You carefully slipped them on. In case the boss escaped, you didn't want the police to know who you were.
'Now... how do I get in here?' You glanced behind you, staring into the trees. You shuffled your feet around, and felt a lump under the mat. "Well, fancy that. A spare key, out in public. Smart." You reached under and pulled it out from under the mat and placed it into the door. With a small click, it opened. 'Step one, step inside.' The camera was the next problem. You could easily disable it, but it was hard without getting spotted on screen. "Scared over a camera?" You heard someone exclaim. Jeff. You shushed him, "Bro, listen... it's not that I'm scared, it's that I don't want my ass in jail while my man was out enjoying life."
He laughed at your remark, "Well perhaps you should pay more attention. The camera doesn't work. See, the wires are fried." He pointed up at it. You felt like an idiot, and your face got hot. You scoffed and slinked inside. 'According to the previous man's notes, there should be a door... here!' Jeff had gone in another direction, probably searching for victims he could kill. The bookcase covering the door was heavy, so you only managed pushing it a little bit out of the way. You didn't need much, just another to slip past. Luckily, the door opened inward.
Once inside, you tried pulling the bookcase back shut, so Jeff wouldn't come in easily, but pulling was harder than pushing. Eventually you gave up, and walked further into the hidden hall. 'A hidden passageway under through the city, and the entrance being the library. Good job, boss. Good job.' Hours passed of you walking aimlessly through the passage until you came to a huge door. You shoved it open and saw him sitting on a couch asleep. "Hey, boss! Wake up, for it'll be the last time you ever do so!" You yelled at him, pulling your axe up. He shook his head and jumped from his skin almost.
"H-Help! Someone!" He screamed. "NO! There's no one to help you now!" You shouted, laughing a little. "Do you remember me, boss? Maybe not, because we never properly met. I was the girl that 'Got away,' when you murdered my fucking family! Funny thing is though... I never left my room. I watched the entire damn thing, dumb-ass!" You slung your axe at his face; he dodged, causing the fabric of the couch to shred. He pulled a pistol out from under the cushion and shot. The bullet hit your shoulder, causing blood to spray from it. "You think I care about this? I stopped caring, a LONG time ago!" You shrieked, and shoved your axe into his face.
His blood flew into your face, and you began to laugh. The boss was gone. And your meaning to live was gone as well. 'Time for Jeff...' You turned around, and began walking away from boss's body, your axe still sticking out of his head. You noticed Jeff coming down the passage. "Jeff, come on. I killed him, I'm keeping my promise." He just kept walking. Something began tugging at you. It felt like, sadness. It was the first time in forever that you felt anything besides anger, hate, and emptiness. "Why would I do that? You're a good partner. Normally, I don't take in others, but you aren't like other killers. You know how to make people sleep. Go get your axe; we're leaving this hell hole." You stood there, dumbfounded for a minute, and shrugged. "Yes sir, boss."
I've been listening to Cry play "The Last of Us" while typing this. Let's just say, I love his voice, as well as many other people out there.

Discarding that, here's another Jeff X Reader! This time... the reader is a little violent and is up for fun with other killers.
This shows the term, "Karma is a bitch" and let that be well known. When you kill someone's family, and they make it... they will probably find you. And kill you. (Not trying to reference "Taken" but hey, whatever)

This time, Jeff doesn't get much 'screen-time' but he has fun sneaking up on you, scaring the crappers out of you.
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XxxSugaxxX's avatar
uh oh! im calling him boss? whats next master? hehe i like the sound of that XP