"Jeff! Get a hold of yourself!" my brother shouted as I felt the adrenaline in my veins go haywire, my thoughts and emotions unstable.

I stared down at the disabled corpses in front of me. Their mouths hung wide open, blood seeped through their fresh wounds. I don't know why, but everything seemed funny... Red... Such a bright and distinct color.

I love it.

My brother, Lui shook me hard trying to catch my attention. I couldn't turn away, I wouldn't turn away, I didn't want to turn away.

Then I saw a police car, dragging my brother away. Reality snapped me back to attention, and I screamed at my brother; why would you take my place? Why? I don't understand what I've done for him to make him deserve this. I've ruined his future and his life. His record will be forever tainted. Regret. So much regret. Why would I hurt those stupid kids? All they wanted was a little money.

Oh, I apologize. You must be wondering who this Lui I'm talking about is... or perhaps you already know my story. Well for you that don't know, he is my brother, and I admire him very very much.

Let's rewind a day...

"Jeff! Hurry up! It's our first day of school, and I don't want to miss the bus." Lui called, his stern tone interrupting my precious sleep.

I groaned in response as I rolled out of the safety of my bed, my feet pressing against the chilly floorboards.

What seemed like seconds, he called my name again, "Jeff!" my brother yelled, louder this time.

I sucked in a breath of air and shouted back, "I hear you Lui, now shut up!" my voice echoing throughout the house.

I quickly got ready for school in a mere ten minutes. I chuckled, "He he he. I surprise myself each passing day!" I boasted, looking at my reflection.

I thought I heard Lui sulk, but pretended it was just my imagination. I met Lui at the door and we both slipped on our shoes, rushing outside. If I knew what would've happened this morning, I would never have left the safety of my house that day.

We made it to the bus stop, a bench greeted us as I casually sat on it, making myself comfortable. Lui sat down next to me, and we were both silent. I was about to say something when an annoying voice chirped from behind us, "Well well well, looks like we've got fresh meat for us today..."

Lui turned around, his expression was monotonous, and he obviously didn't feel a threat from the unknown voice approaching us from behind, "Excuse me?" my brother asked in an earnest tone.

I turned around to see three boys, they looked like typical bullies, and their expressions were smug. How annoying. The one that looked like the leader smirked at me, probably noticing my "This-Is-Pathetic" glare.

The boy smirked at me, "The name's Randy, and these here are Keith and Troy." he said with a snicker.

I rolled my eyes.

"Now now... before you boys degrade us, all we're asking for is a little compensation for your... protection." Randy said with a cold smile.

Were they threatening us?

Lui looked much more stronger than the three of them, he just sighed in response, "Absolutely not."

I found it amusing three tiny twerps were threatening a high school student. I tried to stifle a laugh, but it came out even more noticeable. This seemed to tick off Randy even more, and he reached in his pocket. He pulled out a short pocket knife, and his annoyed glare shifted into a mischievous smile.

"...I encourage you change your mind." Randy smiled.

Lui's confidence seemed to fade, and slowly reached for the wallet in his back pocket. Obviously Lui couldn't fight against a knife, and was probably concerned for my well being as well. This seemed to make a blood vessel in my body pop, and a strange feeling in my head became more noticeable. I don't know what convinced me to take action, but I stood up slowly, and walked up to the three bullies.

Lui gulped, "Jeff..." he whispered.

I felt all kinds of emotions in my mind, but one seemed to overpower each one. At that moment, all I felt was an intense killer instinct.

"Do you have something to say, kid?" Randy sneered, tilting his head to the side.

I greeted his sassy tone with a sharp uppercut to his chin. I heard a crack as the boy with the knife fell back onto the damp ground. I couldn't help but smile at the sound of his jaw shattering. The fact that I was smiling sent a shiver up my body, but it just felt right.

I reached for the knife that was loosely held by the now unconscious Randy. I was curious if I killed him, but I had no time to check his pulse.

I heard Lui shout behind me, but I paid no attention. I'm going to teach these people a lesson they will never forget. Twirling the pocket knife in my fingers, I laughed at the two others who were now cowering in fear, "Who's next?"

One of the boys swallowed and lunged at me, releasing a deafening scream; kind of like a war cry. Not like that would help him. I dodged his straight punch, and grabbed his wrist. He looked at me fearfully and I smiled coldly. Snap. I had snapped his arm like it was a tree branch, using my foot to weigh itself onto his arm.

When did I have this much power? I barely worked out.

Putting that thought to the side, I slashed him with the pocket knife, watching him fall to the ground. He grunted in pain, "Stop..." and then blacked out. I felt satisfied with his beating and turned my head to the other one, he jumped at my hardened glare.

I simply walked over to him and stabbed him in the side, leaving the knife lodged in his flesh. He yelped out in pain, and I finally felt that craving in my head diminish.

"Jeff! Get a hold of yourself!" my brother shouted as I felt the adrenaline in my veins go haywire, my thoughts and emotions unstable.

I stared down at the disabled corpses in front of me. Their mouths hung wide open, blood seeped through their fresh wounds. I don't know why, but everything seemed funny... Red... Such a bright and distinct color.

I love it.

My brother, Lui shook me hard trying to catch my attention. I couldn't turn away, I wouldn't turn away, I didn't want to turn away.

Then I saw a police car, dragging my brother away. Reality snapped me back to attention, and I screamed at my brother; why would he take my place? Why? I don't understand what I've done for him to make him deserve this. I've ruined his future and his life. His record will be forever tainted. Regret. So much regret. Why would I hurt those stupid kids? All they wanted was a little money.

And there you have it, my story. Or at least... the beginning of my twisted story. My name is Jeffrey Woods and I might just be a little bit insane.

(A/N: Hello! I've decided to make a Jeff the Killer fanfiction. Err, well you see I just got this idea! Like... What if someone interfered with Jeff's 'transformation'? You know, his insanity.  Well, I have a plan for this, so stay tuned... Hahaha. Or die.)