Randy Warren is Dead - CPCH: JTK, S2, Entry Two

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Creepypasta Chronicles: Jeff The Killer
SERIES TWO: Awakening


----- ENTRY TWO: Randy Warren is Dead a.k.a. Your Bullying Days Are Over!!! -----

As told from the point of view of: airsharksquads-creepypasta-chr…


Randy Warren...that god-awful jerk...that mean penny pincher...that high school idiot that had caused me and my brother and our parents so much pain...is no more.

He had already died in the past at the state prison in an accident...and now, he is dead in me and my young 10-year-old past self's world of dreams.

He deserved to die.

The perfect little boy that I thought was gone had been saved by my own hands. I had reclaimed not only my sanity, but his sanity, too.

Ever since Robin and I had caused that fatal car crash/pile-up which caused both my Dad and my brother to die, I made a vow to watch over and protect my younger self and his mother from all dangers. Even in their dreams. When they were shown the truth about me/our future, I knew there and then that not only did my mother had feelings for my past self, she had feelings for me that were indeed true. Feelings that I didn't know she even had. And that she would never forsake us ( me and my 10-year-old past self ).

Since then, I had helped my past self and Mother conquer their fears. Robin and I taught self-defense to my past self while Robin's parents taught Mother how to become a better parent.

Now...it is time to put an end to these horrible nightmares once and for all. We must kill Randy Warren's DreamWorld counterpart so that I and my past self won't have to think about him anymore.

Lucky for me, Robin had taught my young past self how to use firearms and stealth. Both he and the spirit of my deceased brother, Liu will join us in tracking down Randy so that we can force him to stop haunting our nightmares. Young Jane Arkensaw has also decided to come with us, too. For she, too wants to end the circle of her neverending nightmares.

It's been a long journey. It will all end here. Tonight.

It started out easy enough. Plain and simple. We got into Robin's truck and started heading out. Taking the best ( and most possibly safe ) route to avoid any unwanted detection. Avoiding as many dangers as we could.

Me and Jane kept my young 10-year-old past self as calm as possible, helping him and her prepare for what was to come. I told him to just concentrate on the mission and keep everything else to a minimum.

Very little got in our way. I was surprised that no police officers were after us in this dream. Though I was expecting this anyways.

By the time that it got dark outside, we had finally arrived at the outskirts of where Randy and his gang were hiding out at.

We parked the truck at the outskirts of the hideout to avoid detection. Gathering our weapons and neccessary equipment, we then quietly made our way to the ratty old building using the cover of the surrounding forest for protection.

Once we had gotten in close vicinity of the hideout at the right distance ( just half a yard away from the windows ), we began circling the outside of the building, looking for somebody to appear in one of the windows looking in from the outside. Waiting for the call to attack.

And...sure enough...

We saw Randy Warren in one of the windows from a distance.

But what really surprised us was that he also had a hostage tied to a chair, blindfolded and ballgagged. None of us knew who this hostage was ( he was a young 11-year-old boy, by the way. ). But we knew that we had to rescue him before Randy ( or his " friends " ) would do something bad to him.

No one wanted to break into a fight with Randy. So, breaking out the sniper rifle, my past self found someplace to hide and get the best possible kill shot ( an empty dumpster that was not too far and not too close ).

This is it. This is really happening. This is not a joke. This is not a nightmare...or if it is....then it's a nightmare come true.

My young past self waited patiently for the right time to shoot. He was a silent as a statue. So were the rest of us. For all our fear, outrage and adrenaline, we began to transcend the moment. Time seems to stand still as we watched Randy...with careful eyes...as he silently threatens the poor young hostage. Knife and gun in hand.

Only one shot at this.

Look at him. Standing around with the gun and knife in his hands. Pondering what to do. Every second of watching him is making my blood boil with anger and rage. Reminding me of how much I wanted him to leave me and my big brother, Liu alone. And even reminding me of that night that he and his friends tried to kill me.

Seeing him threaten another poor, innocent kid just made me want to kill him even more.

As my past self steadies the sniper rifle in his hands, Robin whispers to him, preparing him for the call to attack.

" Steady...steady... " was what Robin had whispered.

He's moving in close. He does not notice anything fishy at all. He does not notice us. He can't see us. But we can see him.

We have him right where we want him.

" NOW!! "

Robin and I both give the signal to my past self to pull the trigger. He does just that and the bullet goes flying through the air. Puncturing a small through the window glass and finishing up by piercing the side of Randy's head, severing a major artery and killing him on impact.

Randy wavered a bit before falling to the floor and collapsing until he was finally dead.

After Randy had bit the bullet, all five of us rushed to the window where Randy and his hostage were standing at. Smashing the glass of the window using my running jump kick, I forced my way into the hideout with basically little to no effort.

Once all of us were inside, we wasted no time freeing the hostage while I cut off Randy's head with my knife, making sure that he stays dead.

Once Randy's hostage was freed from his restraints, he asked us who we were. We simply told him that we were here to rescue him.

Suffice to say, he was relieved that he wasn't going to die.

And I would help prove that he wouldn't die.

Just as we had finished releasing the hostage from his restraints, Randy's friends, Keith and Troy came into the room.

" SURPRISE, FILTHY TUNNEL RATS!!! " was what I had shouted to them while I held up Randy's severed head. All they could do was gasp and freeze in horror of what had happened to their " friend ".

While they were in shock, I took it as an opportunity to attack them. Robin and I went after Keith while the others ( including the hostage ) went after Troy. I chased Keith to the basement of the hideout where there were multiple torture devices placed about as well as a vat of hydrofluric acid.

Keith attempted to take out his gun and start shooting at me. But I managed to kick the gun out of his hands before he could fire a shot. Even if he could, he wouldn't even notice that I was wearing a bullet-proof vest underneath my white hooded jacket.

Giving Keith a few well-placed punches to the face as well as a good kick to the crotch, I made sure that he wouldn't get back up on his feet as he stumbled backwards into the vat of acid.

I wanted Keith to hurt like I did when I saw him set me ablaze.

I watched as Keith violently thrashed and flailed around in the green flesh-dissolving substance, screaming for mercy. All those hard times...all those bad memories...all that insanity were now nothing more than a whitewashed existence that had ceased to be as the screaming had slowly came to a stop and Keith's now-lifeless body slowly and completely disintegrated into the boiling hot liquid.

Not long after that, Troy Green met his end, too. His dead body along with Randy's ( including his severed head ) were dumped into the vat of acid Keith fell into. No evidence was left behind. All traces of of the bodies were destroyed and covered up.

The ordeal was over.

After the deed was done, we returned to our secret underground base with our rescued hostage in tow.

Once everyone had settled, the boy that we rescued told us who he was.

His name was Sesseur.

He told us that he and his mother had been having nightmares ever since his father died after getting caught up in a terrible fire accident.

Both he and his mother were terrified at the loss.

Without him, they couldn't afford to pay off their home loan anymore. And so, Sesseur and his mother were forced to move out. She also had to find herself a new job and her son a new school as well.

They both fell on some hard times together.

I shared with Sesseur my story of pain, anguish and guilt. How I felt when my world was torn apart. How I was given a second chance by a courageous time-traveller with a caring heart who knows all about the importance of life and how I was able to redeem myself for all that I've done.

I told Sesseur about how I was given my second chance. Robin had come to visit me after the police had taken Liu to the JDT but before I went home alone. He came in a little blue telephone booth that was bigger on the inside and invited me in. I was surprised when he told me that he could help change my fate and my future.

He then showed me a vision of my future. A future that I wanted to prevent from happening. I didn't want to live like that. And so, he took me back to a time before my dad got his promotion at work. I wasn't happy with the neighborhood that me and my family had moved to. And so, I was the one who caused the pile-up on the road that my dad was driving on, killing him in the process.

But when I realized that my older brother's younger self was in the car with him, it was too late to stop him from dying, as well. I felt ashamed when I saw his dead body pulled from the wreckage. I felt even more guilty for myself when I saw him at the hospital. When the doctors couldn't bring him to life again. I felt like committing suicide to atone for what I had done. But, then...I heard the voice of God and he came to me and spoke. He knew my pain and I wanted him to forgive me for all my sins. He then told me that I had so much to live for.

He told me that I could make things right again...for the sake of my past self...and his mother...our mother...our family.

That was when I made a promise to myself to protect me and my mother's past selves from the dangers yet unseen. I wanted my past self and my mother's past self to be happy together. To have friends. To find help in the times of trouble. And that's when the Weatherbee family came in. Just in the nick of time, too.

Shortly after the accident, I placed myself into a cryogenic sleep capsule and had my brain wired up to a neural network that Dr. Weatherbee Sr. had set up for me. This allowed both me and Robin and his family to not only communicate with the spirits of Liu and Dad, but also to communicate with my younger past self as well as my mother's past self in their dreams.

I gave both myself and my younger past self a new life. And now, I did the same with Sesseur and his mother.

Speaking of, which, she had arrived when she told Robin's parents that she was looking for him. They had told her that he was safe with us and that he had been searching all over for him.

Such a happy, joyous reunion.

Sesseur's mother thanked both me and Robin for rescuing her son. Now I have something more to live for. I wasn't just protecting my past self and his mother, I had found others to protect as well.

I felt like a whole new person.

Now...the game has changed. It wasn't just keeping loved ones safe anymore, I now had found the ability to protect the innocent. There were others like me, my past self and Sesseur that also deserve to be saved and given a second chance. Together, we would save and protect the innocent from a world that isn't even our own.

As I held my young past self in my arms, comforting him from the pain and listened to Robin play on his acoustic guitar an all-familiar comforting tune, all of the bad memories of Randy and his gang forever faded into the whitewashed void of time. A world that was dark and unforgiving and plagued with evil. That worlds is no more. I...am a free man.


Randy Warren...and his friends...are dead.

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END OF SERIES TWO, ENTRY TWO.