《Pure Heart {EJ x Reader}》Chapter 16: Final Form
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I watched as Jack's body disappeared into the distance as he lay on the cold winter floor, completely knocked out. Every time Jeff took a step, I would jump a little and come back down onto his shoulder which dug deeper into my stomach, making me gasp out for air. Blood seeped through my wound as Jeff ran faster into the unknown, my vision was slowly drifting away from me.
How did this happen?
Jack's body suddenly stopped from getting any closer as a branch snapped from deep with in the woods, he snapped his head up in the direction as I furrowed my eyebrows. I unconsciously grabbed Jack's chest, holding his sweatshirt in my grasp tightly, I didn't want to let go for fear of the thing that might be within the brush. Jack looked down to meet my scared expression that watched his every move, his hand that was on my cheek lifted up to my eyes. I watched confused and curiously at him until his gloved hand covered my (y/e/c) eyes that were colorful and glossy, I waited patiently for him to do something but we just stayed like that until another sound emerged from the bushes but this time it was more closer then before. Jack quickly sat up and brought me with him still with his hand over my eyes, his other hand wrapped tightly around my waist protectively causing my face to flush with a bright red color.
"Don't move, don't make a sound, I will protect you." Jack's voice was sweet and calm as he spoke to me, I held onto his sweatshirt tighter as the sound of snow crunching under someone's footsteps slowly walking closer to us. Even thought I couldn't see, I could still tell that the footsteps were right in front of us. Suddenly slow claps emerged from the figure in front of us as we sat on the cold ground, I listened for a hint of who it might be as I quieted my breathing as the footsteps suddenly came to a halt. A growl emerges from Jack who tightened his grip on my waist and eyes, a dark and deep chuckle came from the figure.
"Jack~ why are you hiding me from her? She's seen me before." A deep raspy voice echoed in my head like a drum in an empty room, my body started to shake as I recognized that voice that I had long forgotten.
"She doesn't need to see you Zalgo, you've done enough damage already" Jack snapped back at Zalgo with pure hate and anger, another deep chuckle came from Zalgo but this time it was completely demonic sounding.
"Oh Jacky, your getting soft on me, is it because of that worthless human your holding onto so dearly?"Jack suddenly threw me behind him as he stood up and quickly charged at Zalgo, I fell to the side into the soft snow. I watched as jack slashed his scalpel at the man with swift actions, I had never seen Jack so swift and graceful with his moves as each slash was inches from hiding Zalgo as he quickly dodged Jacks hits. Jack kept his stance as he kept on attacking Zalgo, who had a wide grin on his face that sent shivers down my spine. I knew something was wrong with how he smiled like that, he looked like he wanted Jack to loose his temper and charge at him, but why?
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"Jack, Jack, Jack... you can't even scratch me with that tiny toothpick on yours" Zalgo taunted Jack as he dodged another attack, but once Zalgo turned to the right, Jack quickly switched his scalpel to his other hand and stabbed Zalgo in the side. He let out a grunt as Jack shoved the scalpel deeper into Zalgo's side, Jack ripped his scalpel out of his side and laughed darkly to him.
"You were saying?" Jack wiped his scalpel on his pants, getting rid of the blood that lay on it. I still felt uneasy with what Zalgo was doing, I watched as another smile grew onto the mans face. My eyes widen as my gut tells me something is wrong, I get up from the ground with my legs wobbling.
"Jac-" I was cut off when a knife went through my left side of my stomach, I gasped out for air as I looked straight ahead on me. I watched as Jack turned around and froze when his mask met me, his hand slowly let go of his scalpel before it fell into the snow. I coughed up blood as tears slowly fell from my face, but I didn't make a sound even if the pain was unbearable, I couldn't make a noise. The iron-like smell filled my nose as my blood fell to the ground, soaking into the pure white snow. I turned my head to meet the person who had stabbed my side, my eyes widen more when I'm met with the same carved permanent smile that had cut me before. I locked eyes with the same light blue eyes. However, this time his eyes were dull and filled with worry and sorrow but I knew that it wasn't directed towards me but to someone else.
'I wonder who he's worried about?'
I thought to myself as we stayed there for a while before Jeff pulled his knife from my side, I finally could make a sound but it only came out as a whimper as I fell to the ground. I could still see Jack but he was now on the ground, unconscious. Zalgo stood over him as he laughed darkly, he turned to look at Jeff completely ignoring me.
"good work Jeff, I'll make sure to get ride of that spell once I get what I want. I bet you really want it gone since she could die any day now..." Zalgo stared straight into the killers eyes as hatred for Zalgo grew more and more as the words from Zalgo's mouth echoed through Jeff's and mine's heads. I furrowed my eyebrows as I ignored the pain and focused on the two men who seemed to want something from each other. Jeff scoffed as he walked up to Zalgo, stepping over my body.
'Rude...'
"I'm not doing this for you, you better get rid of that spell when we're done." Jeff hissed out though gritted teeth, Zalgo just laughed as he stared back at Jeff with mischief in his gaze.
"Of course Jeff..."
I watched as Jeff gave another glare before walking over to me again, picking me up and slinging me over his shoulder.
Annnnnd....that's pretty much where we're at right now....
My body was becoming numb from the coldness and blood-lose, I felt so useless not being able to help Jack out back there when I could have clearly spoken a little faster then I had. Jeff ran in the complete different direction then the cabin which worried me, we were heading away from civilization. My view wasn't very appealing either, my head was so close to Jeff's butt that I just wanted to die right then and there. It didn't help that his hand was close to grabbing my butt as well, every time I would start to fall, he would have to adjusted his grip which would cause his hand to come closer and closer to it.
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"Damn! Your heavy!" Jeff complained to me as he started to walk rather then running, I just pouted because I couldn't do anything but give him looks even though he couldn't see my face. He finally came to a complete stop and dropped me to the ground, I landed face first into the snow which was freezing cold. I let out a yelp as I hit the ground, Jeff just chuckled and started to drag me inside a strange building but I couldn't see because I WAS STILL FACE FIRST IN THE GROUND!
"Sorry sweet-cheeks but my shoulder couldn't take it anymore, hope the ground taste good to you!" He laughed out as he let go of my foot and closed the door to the room we had walked into, the room was completely pitch black when he shut the door. When he finally turned on the light, my eyes widened when the sight of the room came into view. The room was small with (y/f/c) walls and wooden floor boards, I felt my body tremble when I caught sight of blood on the wall in front of me. The blood was dry and cracking do to age while the room felt cold and hollow, like no one has been in here in years. The room was empty with only a cold metal table in the middle of the room, it was also covered in blood but this blood was still a little wet from previous events.
"Tsk, humans like you are the worst. I don't know what Jack sees in you but just because I haven't killed you yet doesn't mean I care about you, I have a goal here and I'm not letting it break because of you." He spoke with such anger that it made me flinch from the amount of volume in it, but I could sense a little bit of sadness in it as well. I turned my head a little so I could see him and looked him in the eye, he stared right back at me with the same expressions when we were in the forest.
"Why? why are you doing this then? If someone close to you is hurt then you could have just asked me to come... I would have come willingly." I spoke out to him, not breaking any eye contact with him. He looked deeper into my eyes as he searched for any lie within them, but I meant what I said about coming here willingly if he had asked me too. His expression changed from anger to surprise and confusion, I felt my eyes begin to shut but I fought the urge to fall asleep. He walked slowly over to my still laying body and crouched down to my level, he stared at me for a couple more seconds before he spoke again.
"How do you know that..." he spoke with a hiss in his voice which surprised me, I watched as he grabbed my hair and pulled me up to face him. I let out a whimper as my head began to hurt as well, his expression was now anger again to which I noted that his emotions changed pretty quickly.
"I-I saw it in your eyes, I f-feel the same w-way... I'm sorry I-I caused this upon you and t-this person you care about." I whispered as my vision blurred more as I lost feeling in my body, I felt the grip on my hair loosen before I blacked out.
"DAMN IT!" I choked out as my body shook with anger, I sat on my calves as my upper half of my body was bent down resting on my thighs.
'How could I let this happen, I promised I would protect her!'
Anger consumed me as my nails began to grow into long sharp claws while my grey fingertips turned pitch black, I clawed at my mask as I felt like my body was on fire, making my skin melt off my bones. My hood had fallen off as my head jerked back, facing the blue sky that started to cloud up with rain clouds. The once empty eye sockets started to spill out black tar once again, it oozed out of the empty eyeholes. I ripped off my mask and slammed it on the ground to which it cracked with the amount of force but not breaking completely, my teeth began to become more sharp and animal looking. My tongue began to split into two, then three, then four, until there were five in total. My train of thought was beginning to get out of control until I couldn't think straight anymore, my body began to move on its own as I got on all fours. My legs began to change causing my pant legs and my shoes to rip apart, my legs had turned into black animal-like features with sharp claws instead of toenails.
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Only one thing stayed in my mind, it made my heart burn and my anger turn into rage as I saw (y/n)'s face. She was smiling and laying on the ground like when we were making snow angels before this all happened, I felt my body start to charge in the direction I smelled (y/n)'s and Jeff's scent that was a ways away but I didn't care at that point. The only thing that mattered was that (y/n) was safe and alive, I thought Jeff and I were friends, just friends that argue from time to time but never hurt each other like this. Zalgo must have done something to cause Jeff to do this, but until I find out what's going on, I'm on no ones side.
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