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Hi, everyone. So as promised, I got something else up for you guys to enjoy! Gosh, I’m just having too much fun with these now. And I really need to stop abusing my blur tool; it must really hate me. So this is a pic during the events in which AJ meets the CreepyPasta gang. I started writing the rough draft for the story, but I put it down for a bit. I would like to finish it and put it up, if you guys want to read it. Here’s a rough draft of this scene:

The boy tightly gripped his shoulder where the large werewolf hunter, Gardor, had stabbed him with a dagger. He held his head down and constricted the hilt of the bloody kitchen knife. I wasn’t quite sure what he was thinking, though I think I would’ve been terrified if I did know.
“Child, you are safe now. You no longer have to protect that devilish she-beast. Please, come with me,” the hunter offered gruffly.
“Hehe. You’re a fool. I’m protecting her because she’s coming with me. I don’t serve her-heck I barely know her!” the boy raised his head and gave a horrific smile. “How about you go to sleep?”
With his hand over his wound and his knife held steady, he charged the hunter head on and laughed sadistically. Gardor calmly pulled out a blow dart gun from one of the many packs streaming over his muscled body. My heart almost stopped. Those darts nearly killed my cousin! I reacted quickly and jumped right in front of the boy before the dart could poison him. I let out a yelp as the tiny needle dug deep into my right shoulder. I landed on my side and ripped the dart from my body. I then struggled to stand up and continue fighting.
“W-why did you do that?” the boy asked.
“Because these darts have enough poison to kill a full grown man, but it takes several of them to down a lycan in form,” I smiled at him.
“But just a few minutes ago, I was trying to kill you! Why would you save me?” he yelled.
“Do onto others what you would have done onto you. Plus I don’t like seeing anyone die,” I explained sweetly. “Jeff was it?”
The boy nodded slowly.
“Jeff, run away from here and get somewhere safe with your friends,” I stood on my hind legs and faced Gandor.
“But you’ll be killed!” Jeff protested.
“No, I promised too many people that I wouldn’t die, yet. I refuse to go back on my word,” I stated.
He tried to protest again, but I finally convinced him to stay out of the fight, as long as he could watch on the sidelines in case something happened. I don’t understand it though. At first, they wanted to kill me, now they want me to come with them for whatever reason. Well, my first priority was Gardor. I could always ask later. As I listened to Jeff running into the treeline, I called back to him quickly.
“I figured you’d like to know, my name’s AJ,” I quickly introduced.

Well, tell me if you guys want me to put the story up. I also hate how I can't format in the description. Have a nice day.

P.S. I just realized that I made Jeff left handed...Oopsie daisies.

Jeff the Killer, Slenderman, Smile Dog © their respectful CreepyPasta owners
AJ, story, and art © Me,

Description
Hi, everyone. So as promised, I got something else up for you guys to enjoy! Gosh, I’m just having too much fun with these now. And I really need to stop abusing my blur tool; it must really hate me. So this is a pic during the events in which AJ meets the CreepyPasta gang. I started writing the rough draft for the story, but I put it down for a bit. I would like to finish it and put it up, if you guys want to read it. Here’s a rough draft of this scene:

The boy tightly gripped his shoulder where the large werewolf hunter, Gardor, had stabbed him with a dagger. He held his head down and constricted the hilt of the bloody kitchen knife. I wasn’t quite sure what he was thinking, though I think I would’ve been terrified if I did know.
“Child, you are safe now. You no longer have to protect that devilish she-beast. Please, come with me,” the hunter offered gruffly.
“Hehe. You’re a fool. I’m protecting her because she’s coming with me. I don’t serve her-heck I barely know her!” the boy raised his head and gave a horrific smile. “How about you go to sleep?”
With his hand over his wound and his knife held steady, he charged the hunter head on and laughed sadistically. Gardor calmly pulled out a blow dart gun from one of the many packs streaming over his muscled body. My heart almost stopped. Those darts nearly killed my cousin! I reacted quickly and jumped right in front of the boy before the dart could poison him. I let out a yelp as the tiny needle dug deep into my right shoulder. I landed on my side and ripped the dart from my body. I then struggled to stand up and continue fighting.
“W-why did you do that?” the boy asked.
“Because these darts have enough poison to kill a full grown man, but it takes several of them to down a lycan in form,” I smiled at him.
“But just a few minutes ago, I was trying to kill you! Why would you save me?” he yelled.
“Do onto others what you would have done onto you. Plus I don’t like seeing anyone die,” I explained sweetly. “Jeff was it?”
The boy nodded slowly.
“Jeff, run away from here and get somewhere safe with your friends,” I stood on my hind legs and faced Gandor.
“But you’ll be killed!” Jeff protested.
“No, I promised too many people that I wouldn’t die, yet. I refuse to go back on my word,” I stated.
He tried to protest again, but I finally convinced him to stay out of the fight, as long as he could watch on the sidelines in case something happened. I don’t understand it though. At first, they wanted to kill me, now they want me to come with them for whatever reason. Well, my first priority was Gardor. I could always ask later. As I listened to Jeff running into the treeline, I called back to him quickly.
“I figured you’d like to know, my name’s AJ,” I quickly introduced.

Well, tell me if you guys want me to put the story up. I also hate how I can't format in the description. Have a nice day.

P.S. I just realized that I made Jeff left handed...Oopsie daisies.

Jeff the Killer, Slenderman, Smile Dog © their respectful CreepyPasta owners
AJ, story, and art © Me,