Random One Shots

(Another)(Part 1)Jeff the Killer x CP!Reader

[Not for the faint of heart.]
You watched him from the mirror you were in. He was crying while cutting into his cheeks. Slender had claimed another and you wouldn't stop it. You remembered Clockworks and how she replaced her eye with a clock. It was gruesome, of course, but not as bad as this. At least she could put an eye patch over herself, but this kid... he was screwed.

When he seemed content with his work, he looked closer at what he had done and cried even more. "Why did I do this?" He asked himself.

"I think I can answer that." You say and walk out of the mirror. "You were weak."

"I-I am not weak!" He yelled and then threw his knife at you, which you caught easily.

"Clearly," You roll your eyes.

"Well, I just killed people so," He grabs the closest thing to him (which was a plunger) and pointed it at you. "You should fear me."

"You're like a child that just got a toy. Soon enough you will want to get another one." You hold your hand out to him. "C'mon plunger boy, you get to become on of us." He eyes you and slowly takes you hand.

"What are you?" He asks as you pull him through a mirror. In front of you was a hallway full of shards of mirrors, showing you what was happening on the other side.

"I'm a creepypasta. Well, one of the first ones to roam on Earth." He stops in front of a shard that shows a man and a woman sharing an intimate moment.

"You get to see all this?" He asks and you pull him away from it.

"It's more interesting when you're participating and not watching."

"You've done it before?" He asks and you look at him.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Well, you look like my age."

"Hon, I'm like 500x your age and yes I... did it... once." You sigh heavily.

(Time Skip)

For an eighteen year old he sure didn't like to shut up. You pull him through a shard which leads you two into your creepypasta mansion room. "M, is that you?" You hear Slender creep into your mind.

"Yes, and I'm here with the boy."

"Lead him too me."

"Where are we now?" The boy asks.

"This is a place where you will find many like you." Was your reply as you walked out of your room and downstairs to the other creepypastas. You let go of his hand and he walked to Slender.

"M, can we talk please?" Offender asks and you nod. You two walk out of the house and he sits down on the swing chair. "I heard this one had already had his first killing."

"More than one, actually." He looks at the gray sky.

"Do you think my brother is going to pair him up with you?"

"I hope not. You being my partner is enough." You sit next to him. "I don't want to train another. We all know how badly that ended."

"We didn't know he was going to try to-"

"Kill my family, rape me, try to hurt your brothers and you? Of course no one saw that coming that's why it hurt more." You place your hands on the railing and look out at the moon. "That's why it hurt me more." Offender got up and stood next to you.

"I know how much it hurt you." He was about to pat you on the back but stopped. "Did I ever tell you the first time I fell in love."

"I'd prefer if you didn't." You sigh and he puts his finger into the black glove that's covering your fist. Your breath hitched and memories fled back into your mind. It was like your life flashed before your eyes in strings of memories.

"M! M!" Offender yelled. And once he removed his finger from your hand, you snapped back to reality. "I'm so sorry I completely forgot. I-" You look at him and sigh.

"I forgot as well. It's not your fault." You could see how much he wanted to comfort you. Everyone wanted to but no one could touch you or else it would bring your terrible memories back. It had been three months since you had to kill him and he was your last kill. "Sometimes, I feel like I can't even do it anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"Living, or at least trying to live. I'm nothing but a shell right now pretending to be happy. I hate this life I'm living." 

"If you were mortal, would you end it?" You look back into the woods. 

"If I was mortal, I never would have been in that situation in the first place."

(Time Skip)

Two more months passed since you brought Jeff into your little family. Everyone liked him and wanted to partner up with him, except you. You found him incredibly annoying with his 'go to sleep' phrase and the way he looked at you, disgusting. Everywhere you went, he went with you and you knew he wasn't given any orders to. One day you were laying in the middle of a grassy field when you heard him lay next to you without saying a word. "Why are you stalking me?" You could hear him shift his gaze to you. 

"You're the only one here who doesn't want to be around me."

"Don't take it personally. I don't like being around anyone."

"And why not? We're a family."

"I got too attached once and it left me broken."

"Like those shards of glass we passed when you pulled me through the mirror?" You laid there without a word and he got the hint. Your mirror world wasn't always in pieces. They used to be full mirrors with ribbons and lights, until you destroyed all but one. You were heartbroken to the point that destroying something was the answer. 

You looked at Jeff and he looked at you. "I shattered my world." He nods his head and looks back up to the sky. 

"I won't pry anything else from you." You open your mouth to speak, but close it after he glared at you. "I know you don't trust me, but I know I will gain that trust soon."

Once night fell, you got up and cracked your neck. "I'll meet you at the mansion." You grab your compact mirror from your pocket then look at Jeff. "On second thought, I want you to come with me." You placed your hand on his knee and transport back into the mirror world. Through the mirrors you saw the other creepypastas kill their targets without a trace and leave. One shard caught your eye the most. You walked over to it and picked it up. A teenage boy was running away from his drunk father in an alleyway.

 "I thought you could only see through mirrors." Jeff whispered over your shoulder.

"I can see through reflections." You reply and the boy and his father was gone. You turn around to the one mirror you didn't destroy. "Show me what I want to see." You whisper and the boy was still running away from his father. You watched from the different angles and eventually through the father's eyes when there wasn't anymore mirrors or clean glass.

"What's happening?" He asked and them you saw it. The boy had cuts on his wrists and bruises along the arm. 

"I'm decided whether this should be my first kill and if you should be my partner for it."