Slenderman's Daughter, Night Slender

I Can't Believe (it's not butter)

Omg! Another chapter. Sorry for the delay. I was not inspired much. BUT, I think I have my mind back. Anyway, to the chapter. :)

"Well..."

I stood there. "Well what?"

"Well nothing, I just wanted to get your attention." He chuckled maliciously.

"You. Bastard." I said between pauses. I was intrigued in what he was going to say, and he does this. Besides, he wants to kill my father. That didn't bother me, well at least not at the moment. I was just mad for the way he and his servants treated me. As if I were a 'thing,' that someone could just mess with.

The next thing I knew, I was running towards him, ready to attack. I jumped up onto his back and we crashed to the floor. My fists flew around hitting him every time. I screamed in rage, as I started to loose myself. I was becoming something I was not. Like a monster. Red man realized this too. He chuckeled through clenched teeth, as he tried to fight back. That pushed me over the edge. My last bit of sanity flew right out the window.

"You. Motherfucker. I. Will. Kill. You." I said every time I punched him. He lay still, barely breathing. He tried to fight, and did get a couple of punches, maybe even a broken rib. I was not bothered by it. I continued to punch him.

Soon enough, red and yellow eyes, along with some other human-like monsters came into the hall. I stood up from the motionless, bloody man, and smiled to them. "You wanna play too?" I said. They all stepped back, but regained their composure. I giggled. "Okay." I ran to them as well, pouncing onto the fist one to approach me. I landed on his chest, legs first, and jumped off him. He stumbled back, trying to hit me and regain his balance. He landed on the floor, but hit my arm with a spear-like stick. I cringed in pain but soon the pain faded away after I pulled it out. Blood went all over myself. Shit. I thought. All the other "people' found their chance and took it. Ganging up on me, I was surrounded. I snapped back to reality. I won't make it.

Wait...my powers. Will they work? I mean, I am out of the cage. I became excited, and started to shiver. I though about it, to unleash them. Come. Come out. NOW!

I felt something hit me. I cried out in agony and opened my eyes. Looking down, there shown a spear. It lodged itself into my stomach, blood trickling out. The men gave a cry of joy and all attacked me. They stabbed me, punched me, and kicked me. I was sure they had broken all of my ribs. I had to fight back. I didn't want to die.

Now! Now! Come to me.

A surge of...something came through me. It was overwhelming. It hurt more than what 'they' had done to me. I shook viciously, and suddenly I was flying up to the ceiling. I was so happy. The tendrils, are out...but, they feel so, so unnatural. Not like before, back at the mansion. I felt, stronger maybe. No. Not that. I felt free. Like I could do anything I wanted. So alive.

Laughing, I attacked back. Grabbing everyone, I threw them to the ceiling, down to the floor, then down the hall. Many landed, dead. Some got back up with a struggle. It's useless. My words were sent, resonating through the mansion. Those who got up, were soon squished by the bookshelves and desks I threw onto them. I laughed maliciously. This is fun.

I turned to see red man, slowly, gradually getting up. I smiled, and walked over to him. I thought you were dead. He screamed, and tried to run. It is futile. You cannot win. My tendrils shot out, grabbing him. He screamed more, but I didn't listen.

"Please, Nyx. Don't do this. I can help you." He said in a panicked cry. "I'll give you whatever you desire."

I desire? Ha, don't make me laugh. I already have everything I want and need. YOU, have nothing to do with it. But one thing is missing.

Right as I said that I squeezed his body and snapped it in half, tearing him at the abdomen. His innards spewed across the room, myself included. I was so thrilled. This feeling, it consumed me, and I left it. I loved the way he squirmed, fear across his face. I loved it.

Wiping his diaphragm off my shirt, I smiled. Now to get out of here. I looked around. Hmm. I walked down the hall, filled with bodies, hoping to find an exit. Wait. What about her? Maeve. Was she still in the cell?

I quite vividly remembered where it was, from when yellow eyes took me. I planned on using that to get out. So I followed it, taking right turns, and lefts. Once I reached the door, and opened it I called out for her. "Maeve, are you here?" I searched the cells, that I had never noticed. Many were open, yet some, some were closed. Full of a horrifyingly stench.

I heard a soft cry. Following it, I was lead to an open cell, with a small child inside.

"Are you okay?"