The boy ran through the woods as fast as he could, the dead bushes snagging his clothing. Tears ran down his face and blinded his vision, his limbs stung from several cuts thanks to the underbrush. Something was behind him and quickly gaining up on the boy. He got sleepy as a strange grey mist began to surround him. The boy fought as hard as he could, but still slowed to a stop before finally laying down on the crunchy dead grass. A tall figure loomed over the boy, humming softly to him. It reached down and picked the boy up, then everything went dark.
When the boy woke up again he was in a run down looking house. The wood floor had a few holes in it and the walls matched. There were no windows, all the glass had been shattered or completely missing. The air was cold and stale, the boy shivered, he was uncomfortable. A figure, the figure that captured him, was talking to another, much bigger, figure. The bigger figured nodded and looked at the boy, and the other left. Making its way over to the boy, the bigger figure carefully picked him up. It's face was hidden by a smooth white mask, the sight of which was a little unnerving. The boy realized that the figure belonged to that of a man, he had long black hair that covered a bit of his face and pure white hands. His turtle neck sweater was black and the mask smiled down at the boy. One thing was off about this man though, instead of having normal human legs, he had the body of a spider. The boy screamed as the man gently rocked him back and forth, trying to get him to go back to sleep. He fought with all he had to get away from him, eventually knocking the smiling mask off the man. The strange man looked at the boy, his face wasn't even a face at all. Instead of a face, the man had a large mouth with huge sharp teeth. The boy sobbed and continued to fight against the man, but he just held the boy and rocked him.
The boy had fallen back to sleep by the time Liam returned. His creation was holding the sleeping boy, slowing rocking him, the mask back on his face. "You took good care of him, didn't you, Babysitter?" Liam asked, looking at the two. The Babysitter only nodded. "Good." Liam praised. "Now I can get to work."
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Short Stories
RandomA collection of short-ish stories that I wasn't sure what to do with. Mature (most likely blood and gore related) stories will have a warning if there are any. Some fandoms may be included and marked properly. Any other characters most likely belong...
