Trigger warnings:
Swearing, blood, abuse, kidnapping.Slender Man:
"AND I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE FOR THE REST OF THE WEEK!" Your mom shouted at you, you growled and ran upstairs, "I'm done with this place... I'm going out.." You sighed, packed your bag with snacks, bottles of water and some warm clothes. There was this little place in the woods, like a cabin that you really spent most of your time living in.
You climbed down the side of the house after crawling out your window. You panted when you hit the ground, looking around rapidly, you sprinted after seeing no one was around. You walked into the woods, panting slightly. It's not like your bitch of a mother cared where you were. "Where am I? Did I go the wrong way-?" You turned your head around in multiple directions before noticing slight static in your mind, then suddenly it stopped, "That was weird..." You said as you kept walking.
It took a while but you finally made your way to the cabin, "Must've ran a different way," You shut an eye as the static came back. You held your head before wobbling to the door, "What the hell is going on-..?!" You saw a figure in the shadows, tall, thin, with multiple limbs-? It made its way closer, as it did the static got worse. "Can you stop that static?!" You growled in annoyance as you glared at this figure, your face eased up as the static eased up. "Thank you... Who are you...?" You tilted your head, the figure making the same movement, it stayed silent. "Dude seriously- you're freaking me out-!" You shouted, "I am Slenderman, you're on my property child." The voice said to your mind.
"How are you- how can you talk-?" You asked curiously, you walked towards him, where others would be shit scared, you were more curious. "I'm telepathically talking to you child, who are you?" You looked to him, "I'm-... Y/N..." Slenderman seemed to let out a deep breath, "What are you doing here?" You looked down then away, your fists tightening, "My mother... Said she didn't want to see me for the rest of the week- so- I came here..." The figured nodded, "I'll stay with you for a while, I need a break from my own home."
Jeff the killer:
You laid asleep in your bed, it had been a long day. School was annoying as hell, the bullies didn't know when to stop, not that it bothered you anymore. You scare them enough to leave you alone anyway. It's your friends you were protecting, you were apathetic. You didn't care at all.
Earlier that day:
"You're lucky that creep is protecting you misfits!" A girl from your school shouted, "You're lucky you're breathing right now you plastic pink Barbie girl." You said standing in front of your friends with crossed arms. They went to slap you, but you smirked and grabbed her hand. "You're nothing compared to real bullies.." You slammed her hand onto a tree and pinned it there. "Mess with us again and I promise you, it won't be your hand. It'll be your face, do you understand?" You stand there silently after that, the other girls were frozen in place. The girl nodded rapidly and started to cry since your grip got tighter the longer the hand was left there. You didn't care about these girls anyway, "Now stay away from us, it's your last warning Barbie's! Do I make myself clear?" They ran off after shouting you were a creep, you turned around straight faced and picked up your sandwich. "How you manage to scare them is awesome!" Your friend Rianna said, Michael nodded as well....You were still asleep knowing you'd get spoken to tomorrow for threatening to smash Brittany's face into the tree trunk, but again, you didn't care. You were the only salvation your friends had to offer themselves and you didn't mind it at all.
"That was quite the performance Y/N~" You heard a voice say, a creek in the floor boards approached closer, you maintained your stature of being asleep, though you were very wide awake now."Go to-" You smashed your fist into his stomach, "Sleep. Long time no see." You smirked and sat up. "Oh wait- sorry I thought you were my asshat of a brother!" Jeff had toppled over from your overly strong punch. "..." You walked over and lifted him up by his slightly matted hair. "Okay- you're real-" You dropped his head back down and sat on your bed, "One wrong move and you'll be the one who's dead." You warned as he laughed. "YOU think you can kill ME?"
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