Requested by Lexi_the_otaku ! Here you go! cx By the way, I hope you don't mind, but this one is a Modern Day AU. By the way, I know Creepypastas aren't animes.

『 Your POV』

It was an evening like any other, the cold October winds blew over the racked up leaves that had mostly fallen from the rejuvenate trees that tower down me. By my short self, I manage to squeeze myself out of the grasps of my parents. Thus leaving me to fiend for myself till they calm down.

At this moment, the thought of wandering at my local park didn't see to be the worse-case scenario. But indeed it was stupid. My shoes crumbled the dead forgotten leaves, ranging in all different flaws and colours. But I wasn't alone for sure.

Nearby children and parents scattered through the park as well. Do you know why? One word.

Halloween.

A celebration almost anyone can celebrate with mounts of candies and snacks kids get. And not foam hockey pucks. (AN: Did you ever get one before? ._. Well I did last Halloween.)

As a group of children ran past us, each one's outfit seems to meet the standards. A witch. An iron man. A vampire. And a princess. I sighed and continued my path a bit more inward the park. I barely ever gotten to go out to Trick or Treat after 4th grade. Lucky them. That was until my mobile phone rang.

It was a text message from my sibling. [ Insert your traditional language here of "Okay. They're chill now." ].

Okay.

But before I could take another step, I heard a bloody murderer scream. I slowly cranked my head, directing my whole body not to reach the murder scene, hoping someone else would go there and check it out.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.

My thoughts said as I waddled my way out of the park.

I soon came running back deeper into the woods.

Why am I doing this?!

I thought as I spotted a trail of blood. I flinched and backed away from it. The red substance glued my eyes towards it as I slowly began to back off. Not in the direction of the entrance. No no no. I was too scared to look behind. It was as plain as the eye could see. Murder. Garments shattered and scattered on the tall grass. The substance covered, flutter end and decorated the landscape. A few limped bodies in the far metres away from me. My stomach flipped. The gory smell wasn't helping at all. Nocturnal creatures stared at me hungrily, confusedly. And of course with caution. Mostly the owls. Owls watched me, hooting quietly with they observant eyes. Predator eyes. I soon tripped over a log.

At least what I thought to be...

I winced in horrible as I see the collapsed body beside me. It was horrendous. The blood just kept sweeping the person's milky skin. I fell, crouching beside the somewhat died person. I managed to identify the gender. A teenager, opposite gender of me, laying partially alive. The wandering eyes that stared squinting at me, continued to stare. His bottom jaw broken, smashed with a stray bullet.

My heartbeat increased acceleration.

I backed away, wanting nothing to do with this man. I activated my phone, hiding behind a nearby tree. 9-1-1. I dialled my nearby police station. The hand became to vibrate as I waited, and waited for awhile. I could hear heavy footsteps as I grabbed the boy. I hid - or tried to - behind a tree, crouching for my life. I looked at the boy, lifting one of his hands, checking his pulses if he is or formally alive. But now that I look at him, he kinda looks like the Link from Legend of Zelda. Kinda. A pulse, thank god.

I could hear the wilted leaves crumpled, being stepped on over and over. My arms shook abnormal, crushing the boy, who's a little shorter than me, in my embrace. My blood froze. I questioned myself. Why? I'm not a hero. No savour. Just a girl. A cower who doesn't wanna die! That's why I ran from my parent's ranting.. I closed myself. My heart played a melody of drums pounding over and over again. It perfectly syne with my tragedy. How amusing, is it not? I'll die protecting someone who will die anyways.

I could hear the foot stomps stop as if whoever made them is confused. I softly and raggedly let my sigh out as the muscular voice muttered began to cuss. Losing his self-control. He began to walk again as I silently cheer until I remember my problem.

With the caller finally answer, this alerted the man to returned back towards the sense with a vague idea where I was.

"HELLO!!" I sweatdropped internally as my face paled in stupidity. "This is the police apartment, what do you need?!"

I cringed as I lifted the boy on my back as I began to run as fast as I can. In the corner of my eye, I spotted him. His scar ran across his face, and a visible outline of a no-pack outlined his overalls' chest. His beefy body slammed a ginormous hammer at the poor forgotten tree. Tearing the bark off of it, while in the process, transforming the pine tree into a monstrosity.

My legs pick up speed, lungs greedily inhaled oxygen as objects of all sizes flew across my head. A few ricochets, hitting anywhere before landing a few blows across both my ankles. Leaving them tripping and bloody, with a growing sensation that send my body to shake and fall on my side.

I hugged the boy, the only source of warm from the fierce winds that seem to freeze each particle in my body. I find it hard to breathe. Please... Save me.

As if it was a miracle, someone did. The dying boy took the blow. The axe dogged deeper in his side. The flesh bleed, spilling, coating the edges of the blade. He rips the axe out of him. Blood splatter the ground. As the boy falls limp, my arms cowers to wipe the blood off his face. My subconscious acts wavers me, wondering if this was real. I was really ironic, I tried to protect him, leaving him to die in my hands because of my stupidity.

The axe lands an inch beside my face as pieces of loose hairs wilted first. They sprinkle the ground and my shoulder. My hands scramble around, looking for any to attack with. Anything?! Just anything! My eyes landed on the body right sitting on my lap. My eyes widened in insanity, my hand reaches for it. He's already dead right. Then... it doesn't matter right? My insanity become stronger, having enough force to snap me apart. But I stop.

"Why?"

I could hear a voice. A lonely voice of sorrow and despair. My eyes widen and I chew my bottom lip. As in those few second I grab the limp body and run. Guilt numbed me. I screamed and screamed, hoping someone could hear me.

"Thank you,"

I heard before the boy leaped out of my grip and gutted the man. As I spin to see more, surprise surpasses my emotions that I tried to hide. Blood spattered across the wilted grass. The dead trees darken the scenery. I collapsed, my heart pounding from my rib cage and the teenager leans over me. His pitch dark eyes and glowing irises state at me.

For once I'm glad he ignores me and goes right towards the axe that they across from us. The stainless blade he holds seemed sharp, more dangerous in his hands than the actual murderer. I gulp as he starts to walk towards me. I hear feet shuffling as the murderer got up and dash away as fast as he could.

As if a bolt of lightning that seem to rain judgement on the man, the karma had return his doing back. The teen soon caught up to him and in a flash, the axe pierce his chest. A rather big hole left there with the stick and part of the blade still in there.

"I guess I have to thank Jeff later..."

I heard the same ominous voice  say. It came from the teen. My legs couldn't move anymore, fatigue started to erase me. My leg continue to bleed, the red colour staining everywhere. My body fell limp, all I tried to do, did nothing. I eyes glued on the red grass, await my death like the man. I was going to die, I could just like the freezing stare, that aimed at me head.

"Why do you think I'll kill you?" he says, walking along the grass roughly grabbing me and trapping himself in a cage as he started to walk a bit deeper into the woods. I lean into his warm, it was dangerous, but soothing. Something about him made me feel safe. And I was glad for it too.

Somewhere inside of me, I wanted to stay with him and figure it all out. Why my heart pounds loudly for him. And who is Jeff too.