I would love to read someone else’s take on the pairing Julie Kostenko/Danny “Jed Olson“ Johnson alias The Ghost Face.
Trigger Warnings: Violence, Death, Murder
When Julie had met Frank, she thought she had found her soulmate. They had thought so much alike. They seemed to know exactly what each other wanted. But as time passed, the Entity brought her clarity. Frank wasn’t her soulmate. He talked fancy and at times he seemed smart, but she felt like he was never enough. He never pushed the limits. He inspired the group to vandalize, to steal, to do as he commanded. But he hesitated when Julie talked murder.
Now, he did as the Entity commanded. He wasn’t the leader anymore. Joey had teased Frank one time, calling him “the Entity’s bitch.” To which he responded, “We’re all the Entity’s bitch now, dumbass.”
But Julie felt different. She felt like she could be more. More than just some kid with high aspirations for violence. She wanted to murder and throw it in people’s faces. To prove to the Entity - and herself - that she was strong and that she was hellfire.
That’s what drew her outside her gang in the first place. The other killers were examples of fury and hatred that she craved. She talked to all of them, over and over again. Begging them to tell her what drove them to do what they did. Many answers were disappointing. Most became killers of trauma, inflicting the pain they felt inside. That wasn’t what she wanted. She wasn’t traumatized. She was never hurt. She wanted to kill simply because she felt an urge for it. Plain and simple.
The Doctor felt the same way. She tried talking to him, but… Can he even talk? All he did was laugh and if she got too close she would feel a shock, even if he didn’t touch her. Some killers understood what she wanted. The Wraith was the first to actually help her. He guided her, pointing to a man in a costume. Before she could ask Philip who the guy was, the Wraith was gone. So much for that, she thought.
She walked up to the man, trying to understand what exactly he was. His back was to her. He was in all black, pieces of fabric seeming to float in the air around him. She tapped the back of his shoulder. He didn’t move. “Uh… hello?” She asked. Nothing. She tapped him again, to which he finally snapped up his face. A white mask greeted her, scaring her. When was the last time she got scared, she wondered. She yelped and jumped back.
The man laughed, muffled slightly by his mask. She frowned, though he couldn’t see due to her own mask, and huffed. “Jackass!” If it had been one of her friends, she would’ve smacked him on his head. But she didn’t want to piss this guy off. He kind of creeped her out.
“Sorry, sorry! I couldn’t help it.” He shrugged, turning back the other way around. He was holding something. Smiling at it.
Curiosity took over Julie and she spoke up. “What are you looking at?” She asked, trying to see. The man looked up again. Maybe if she could see him she would know what he was thinking.
He leaned towards her, allowing her a view. He was holding a camera, looking through the photos. Most of them were selfies, him doing a peace sign at the camera during the trials. But he stopped on one. Julie recognized the person in it. Meg, her face bruised, mouth pouring blood as she looked dazily at the camera. The man was holding up her head, taking a selfie with the both of them. The guy looked to Julie for a moment, then back at the camera. He flipped to another picture. This time, David was propped up against a wall. Again, a selfie with the two of them as the killer held the bunny ears to David. Julie let out a laugh, amused by the picture. She loved the carefree and mocking attitude this guy had. The Wraith had definitely pointed her to the right guy.
The man chuckled with her, looking at her again. She looked at him as well. Even though they couldn’t see each other, both of them could feel the connection. The man glanced at his camera, scrolling through pictures until he found one. A selfie of him posing at Ormond. The text behind him read The Legion. “That’s you, right?” He questioned, putting his camera away once she looked at it.
“Yeah,” She nodded, “Me and my friends. Frank, Joey, Susie. ” She smiled, though he couldn’t see it.
“Danny Johnson. Or Jed Olsen.” He replied. Julie cocked her head, confused. He chuckled. “Some just call me Ghostface.”
“I’ll just call you Danny. Why so many names?”
“Jed Olsen is my alias. Ghostface is what the press called me.”
Julie was fascinated. “How many victims did you have before they called you that?”
Danny liked her. He liked her curiosity and genuine interest in him. “Dozens. They only called me that once I - Jed Olsen- showed them a video of the Ghostface.”
Julie really liked that. She chuckled. “That’s awesome! How did they-”
Danny shook his head. “I wanna know about you, too.”
Julie felt a warmth rise to her face. “O-oh. Well, what do you wanna know?”
“Your name, perhaps?”
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As time passed, Julie and Danny got closer. The two shared interests. Not in the same way Frank and Julie had, but even better. They understood each other. To know what it was like to feel the urge to murder just because. To mock, to make the world your bitch. Julie admired Danny. She felt close to him. But she didn’t know if he felt the same.
Julie waited for Danny to get done with his trial. She sat on a log, tapping her foot anxiously as she bit her lip. Seconds felt like hours. She looked up at the stars, trying to calm herself. Trying to figure out exactly what to say.
She didn’t even notice when he sat down next to her. “Hey.” Was all he said, but Julie screamed and jumped up. Danny laughed, standing up with her. He put a gentle hand on her shoulder. “I’m sorry! It’s just too easy!”
“Asswipe!” She insulted and gently slapped the top of his head. She crossed her arms, but her anger was replaced by anxiety within seconds. “Hey… Actually, can we talk?”
Danny cocked his head to the side and nodded. He sat down, waiting for Julie to do the same. Julie sighed and sat down, looking into the mask’s eyes. She couldn’t see his own eyes, but that didn’t really matter.
“We’ve been friends for a while, you know.” She started, immediately looking away. This was going to be way harder than she thought. Ghostface nodded, letting her continue. “I… I just… I don’t even know what you look like.”
Danny paused for a moment. “Do you wanna know?” He sounded… scared, almost. Afraid to show his face. Julie nodded. Danny nodded slowly, taking a moment before he lifted his hands and grabbed his mask, pushing it off of his face.
Julie’s face went red. Danny was handsome. She couldn’t find a single flaw on his face. Danny brushed a hand through his dark hair and even it out, having been messy from the hood. He smiled at her - with perfect, white teeth - and spoke. “Well? Does that make you feel better?”
No! She thought to herself. She felt insecure now. Danny was so much better than she could’ve imagined. She felt inferior to him, ugly. She felt now that she had no chance. There was no way this guy could feel attracted to someone like her.
“Can I see you?” He asked. Of course he would want to see her.
Julie shook her head quickly. “Nuh-uh.” She said, turning away.
Danny placed a hand upon her knee, gripping it gently. “Hey, Julie…” He said softly. She finally found the courage to turn to him. “Please? I won’t force you to, but… Please?” He begged. He even had the puppy dog look down. Fuck.
Julie brought her shaky hands up and took off her mask. She gripped the hood, a little too tightly, and brought it down. She couldn’t remember the last time she was this bare. Her blonde hair fell down to her face, almost covering it.
Danny brought a hand to her face and brushed her hair out of the way, tucking it behind her ear. He scanned her face, saying nothing. Her heart pounded, echoing throughout her entire body. She just wanted this moment to end.
But then Danny came closer, pressing his lips to her own. Her eyes widened for a moment, then fluttered shut. She kissed him back, gently at first, then harder. It felt amazing. Maybe it was the entity, maybe it was the fact that it was Danny, but this kiss was the best she ever had. It was intoxicating. She didn’t want to pull away, but eventually he did. Danny smiled at her, kissing her forehead and whispered, “You’re beautiful.”
Julie smiled, hugging him tightly. She had finally found her soulmate.
