Meet me on the battlefield - creepypasta Fanfic - MWH sequel

Family arguments and drama

   "The lot of you, I would like to introduce your new training leader. Most of you should know her. If you don't, you'll learn to know her." Slenderman said.

Hayley walked forward, her hands behind her back, dressed in blue camo trousers, a black tee and a blue jacket. 

"Most of you know me, some may not, and for those of you who don't know me, my name is Hayley and as my father said, I am going to be your new leader of training. Any questions, before we begin?"

"I have one" An all too familiar voice, rang out.

"Go on."

"What makes you better than SB or even Slendrina, for that matter?"

"Why my father chose me for the position is irrelevant and frankly none of your business, Masky. And I never once said that I was better than either one of my siblings." 

And with that, Hayley walked back inside, Slenderman following behind her.

"That was uncalled for." He said bitterly.

"was it? Or is it just the fact that you don't know what happened. Oh that's right, you don't. You were too busy storming off every time someone said something that you didn't like. But I guess the saying is wrong, water is thicker than blood. Come find me when you get your head out of your arse.  I'll be hanging out with uncle offendy if decide to stop being a dick." Hayley said, walking away.

She was sat on her uncle's spinning chair whilst Offenderman was sat on his bed.

"you still haven't told him?" Offenderman asked. Hayley spun the chair around, so she was facing him.

"What's the point? It's not like it'll change anything. If he wants to be a brown-nosing, dick, then let him. It's not the first time he's picked his proxies over us, it's not like he's planning on changing anytime soon." 

"Maybe not, but I still think you should tell him."

"Like I said, it won't make a difference. If it would, I would've done it by now. Telling him the truth won't make his proxies any less of a priority. I'll say the same to you as I said to him, when it comes to dad, water is thicker than blood. It's like he gave me this position to torture me."

"It can't be an act of torture if he doesn't know what happened, Hayley. I doubt he's given this position to you to spite you."

"Perhaps not, however the point still stands, whether he knows what happened or not, he still knows that, if given the opportunity, I would happily yeet him into the sun, and let the fireball slowly burn him. "

"That's a bit violent, Hayley." Trenderman said from the door.

"It's justified." Offenderman said with a shrug.

"I never said it wasn't I just told her that it was violent." 

"Can y'all not argue? I've already lost too many braincells, today." Hayley said with a sigh.

"Hayley, your father wants you..." Jason said from the door.

Hayley groaned and hot up, mouthing 'help me' to her uncles. She walked to her father's study and knocked.

"Come in." Her father said softly.

She walked in and raised an eyebrow.

"Can I help you?" Hayley asked.

"Why're you in such a mood?" He asked

"Are you actually having a laugh right now? You're expecting me not to be in a mood after earlier?"