Origins Unlocked (CP)

Ch. 9-Skulking Shadows

Laughing Jack dodged back as Jeff swiped his knife at him, laughing as he twirled before kicking Jeff in the gut, making him collapse onto his knees. Sure Jeff has been hit before in the stomach, but this clown's strength was unlike any other person he's fought before. The worst part was the clown just cackled at him and kicked him again before he could process what happened. Jeff got to his feet and threw the blade at the demonic clown, only for the clown to dodge and the knife landed in the wall as the long claw-like fingers of the clown swiped at him. Now here was something he could work with, narrowly evading the claws he grabbed the clowns arm and pulled him closer, swinging a fist right at the taller creature's face and only pulled him again to knee him in his stomach.

Said clown was now glaring at him and threw Jeff into the nearest wall, LJ moved to kick him but Jeff grabbed the knife from the wall and stabbed it through his leg. While he did flinch back, Jeff noticed the stuffing material of sawdust and cotton inside the clown, the clown let out a yell and pulled his leg away before hauling Jeff up by his hoodie and threw him right into the window. Jeff could hear the glass crack as he slid down, growling to himself and ignoring the faint feeling of liquid dripping down the back of his head. LJ snickered again as he taunted the pale killer.

"No matter what you do, you can't kill me."

"I can damn well try."

"You are not like other humans, I mean ugly for one, but you don't seem like a normal person.." The clown hummed out, seemingly looking at Jeff for the first time.

"I can say the same about you bitch." Jeff spat out, looking up. "I'm a Creepypasta you shit."

LJ snorted before laughing and clutching his arms around his stomach. "A-a what? What is a Creepypasta? Some weird cult you kids came up with?"

"No!" Jeff snapped and stood up, LJ a little surprised he wasn't wobbling. "It's a group of weird ass creatures. For god's sakes, the boss is a faceless man that is around 8 or 10 feet tall."

A dark eyebrow quirked up, the clown's sick grin dropped to one of curiosity. "Really? And..what do you guys live in an abandoned house or something?"

"It's a mansion." Jeff huffed and started to walk out. "Fuck this, I'm leaving."

Once unlocking and exiting the back door Jeff was incredibly agitated, not only because he knew he couldn't kill that guy, but he also didn't get the kill he was looking for. The night was cold and there was only about a couple centimeters of snow, but Jeff's anger kept him warm with his blood boiling in his veins. He only just entered the forest when a puff of smoke appeared in front of him and the clown materialized.

"Mansion?"

Jeff stared, confused, guarded, angry. "You're asking me now?!"

"I had to think about it," LJ shrugged. "I didn't know if you were lying."

"Why would I lie about living in a mansion!? Only a sad person lies about that!"

"True..so, would you be willing to show me?"

"Willing? No, but I don't think that's going to stop you.."

LJ snickered at the man's scowl and nodded. "Probably not."

Jeff thought about it, this could earn some brownie points with Slender, and it would be easier to try and kill the bastard. "Fine, I'll show you, but don't be fucking alarmed when you see other killers and creatures ready to eat you alive."

"Well I'm not really considered alive so I don't think we have a problem." LJ chuckled, following Jeff through the forest.

The clown tried to joke with Jeff, but the killer stayed stoic or would occasionally tell him to shut the hell up. Eventually LJ went quiet and just walked alongside him taking in the surroundings of the forest. When they did arrive at the mansion, LJ whistled as he looked around and chuckled. "I thought you were exaggerating, you meant a literal mansion."