Killer Instinct

 KILLER INSTINCT 

BEFORE YOU READ

This story is meant to do a public test of my story. What you are about to read is simply a preview of a (much) larger story. The story is already 44 pages long in Word and I’m only on Act 3 of 5. The following story is based on the Jeff the Killer and Jane the Killer creepypastas. It is just based on those. This is not part of the official cannon for these characters and I am only using them as characters. I will give a brief history/timeline on what has happened before the story took place. I have changed the background information and the characters themselves. If this annoys you, you may not want to read this story. Tell me what you thought about this story as I want criticism. I want to make this as good as I can. I hope you enjoy reading this.



TIMELINE

April 28th 2005 – Jeff Everett moves to Iowa

May 1st 2005 – Jeff’s first day at his new school, he is attacked by a boy named Randy and his gang of friends. Jeff fights them off. In a house across the street from where Jeff fought them off, Jane Arkensaw watched this through the window.

May 2nd 2005 – Jeff’s brother Liu is blamed for the attack on Randy and his gang and is sent to juvenile hall. Jane sees this as well.

May 5th 2005 – Jeff Everett is attacked by Randy and his gang at a birthday party and is horribly disfigured by them. Jane attempts to save Jeff but passes out upon seeing him on fire. She wakes up that day and her and her family are invited to dinner by the Everett family.

May 6th 2005 – Liu is released from juvenile hall.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman","serif"">May 7th 2005 – Liu thanks Jane for trying to save his brother’s life.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman","serif"">May 9th 2005 – Jeff is taken home from the hospital. He is horribly disfigured. Jane stares at him through the [[File:Thinking_by_moto0523-d5ry7pd.png|thumb|200px|All credit goes to moto0523 from deviantart.

http://moto0523.deviantart.com/]]window. Jeff looks at her with a satanic smile. Jane passes out. She wakes up 4 hours later with her house empty of people. Jeff has killed his family and Jane’s family and her best friends. Jane goes over to Jeff’s house with a kitchen knife and is captured by Jeff. Jeff pours bleach and gasoline on Jane and sets her on fire. She is rescued by a mysterious man. She is sent to the hospital.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman","serif"">May 21st 2005 – Jane wakes up from a coma induced by her injuries. The Man could not be found after he rescued her. To her and the doctors surprise, after taking the bandages off, her skin has become an extremely bright white, her hair has become pitch black, and her eyes have become pitch black. Along with this her lips have become a very dark purple.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman","serif"">May 22nd 2005 – Jane receives a letter from Jeff along with a package. Inside the package are a dress and the knife she brought with her to Jeff’s house. She hides the package from hospital staff.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman","serif"">May 23rd 2005 – Jane runs away from the hospital in the middle of the night and visits her parents’ graves. She stays there and cries until about dawn. She then leaves and vows revenge against Jeff. She proceeds to hunt Jeff down and prevent him from harming anyone else.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman","serif"">May 23rd 2005 – November 10th 2008 – Jeff the Killer has become a legend throughout the Midwest area. He has killed thousands of people over the 3 years Jeff has been on the loose. Jane has stopped him from killing a few; however her effect has been negligible.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman","serif"">November 11th 2008 – Jane “Everlasting” is captured by a group in association with the police named Binary Hull; a group created by some of the remaining family members of those whose families have been killed by Jeff.

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<p align="center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:36.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:mgs4brush; mso-bidi-font-family:"TimesNewRoman"">PROLOGUE 

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http://moto0523.deviantart.com/]]          There she was, tied up in a chair. The legendary Jane the Killer caught in the middle of another failed attempt to stop Jeff the Killer. She had failed so many times before that she grew accustomed to it. Some days she wondered why she continued to search for him. Some days it seemed useless to her. But that was what Jeff wanted. He wanted her to break. She was the only person that was even the smallest obstacle in his way. She was the only person who was devoted to hunting him and the only person who would never stop. Even for as someone as deranged and crafty as Jeff would still want her dead. Then she remembered where she was. The last thing she needed was a pep-talk to herself about not giving up.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:0.5in;text-align:left;">''<span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman","serif"">“A dark room with a chair, the perfect place to be. At least no one’s going to set me on fire. At least I hope nobody does.” ''<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman","serif""> She thought. Suddenly a door she hadn’t seen opened. Two men came out. One was tall and muscular. The other was skinny and pale.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          One of the men spoke up. “Guess this is Jane the Killer?” Jane didn’t like the name given to her by the populace.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          “I never killed anyone. It’s just Jane.” She growled. The muscular man proceeded to light a cigarette. She could now make out his face, he had rather blue eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          “My name is Jack. His name is David.” Jack (the muscular man) said.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          “Jack? That some kind of pretend name?” Jane said. She tried to keep any outstanding feelings to herself. “What exactly do you want from me? Kill me? Put me in prison? What is it?” Jane asked.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          “We need your help.” David spoke up. Jack used his lighter and lit a candle on the table. Jane had not noticed it until it was lit. <span style="font-family:'TimesNewRoman',serif;font-size:14pt;line-height:115%;">

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:0.5in;text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman","serif"">She focused on what they were wearing. Jack seemed to be wearing a white t-shirt, jeans with a belt, and she couldn’t see what kind of shoes he was wearing. David was wearing a trench coat and jeans. She couldn’t make his shoes out either.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          “We know that your attempts to kill Jeff have all failed. We want the same thing as you, so we want you to work with us.” Jack explained. He let out a puff of smoke. Jane didn’t know what to say. She laughed; she had nothing really to say.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          “I’ve searched for him for three years. Look at what he’s done to me. He’s turned me into a monster and yet you believe that just because you have me that you can stop him? If I can’t do it, nobody can.” Jane explained. Jack let out a puff of smoke.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          “Maybe you’re right. Why should we expect you to change our chances of stopping him? But Jane, even still you said that you would find him and stop him. And we may be the best hope you have of doing that.” Jack explained. He pulled a chair over to the table and sat down. Jane thought about it some more. Then Jack spoke up again.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          “Jeff’s crazy, but there’s more to him than that. We suspect he may have. . . powers.” Jack said.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          “Powers?” Jane responded.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          “Well you see, some witnesses say Jeff seems to be able to teleport and other such supernatural features. It’s possible that more happened to Jeff on that day than we thought.” David interrupted.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          “That day. The day all this began.” Jane said calmly. She remembered everything. She remembered seeing Randy and his asshole friends hop the fence. She remembered seeing Jeff get the shit kicked out of him while the other two just stood there and watched with guns in their hands. She remembered running for her father’s phone and hearing the gunshots. She remembered seeing the fire. She remembered running out with the fire extinguisher. She remembered. . . she snapped. She began to cry in her seat. She remembered the time now lost. The time when she had parents. The time when she had friends. The time when she wasn’t chasing Jeff in a vain search for revenge. She remembered the good times.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:0.5in;text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman","serif"">Now she was here. She was here forever. She could never go back. She was Jane Everlasting. She was Jane the Killer. Jane Arkensaw died that day with her parents. And from that, Jane Everlasting was born.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          Jane looked up. She wanted to cry some more, but she had no more tears to shed anymore. Both David and Jack looked sympathetic.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          “If Jeff has these powers, and you are correct. I will do anything in my power to help you. Jeff cannot live any longer.” Jane said, her voice shimmering with a quiet anger.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          “Alright then.” Jack said as he rose from his chair. He walked over and cut her out of her bondages. She rubbed her wrists. Jack whispered something to David and he proceeded to leave the room. “Jane, just be warned. We may never know what Jeff is truly capable of.” Jack said as his final word.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          He left. Jane sat there unknowing of what to do. She couldn’t believe that Jeff could have such abilities. She couldn’t believe that all this time she was chasing him that she didn’t notice it. His inherent ability to escape, to know where she was, to know that she was coming. She never thought that.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          “What the hell is wrong with you Jeff?” Jane muttered. She had only known Jeff for such a short time. Yet this felt wrong. She stood there for a little bit. Contemplating on what exactly was with Jeff. Then the question rang in her mind.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:left;"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">          “How exactly did Jeff survive that fire?” Jane said before leaving the room.