Casting Shadows (a Creepypasta book)

Soul Sister

(Ignore the photo)

"Sister?" I spoke up, Zalgo... Or who I thought was Zalgo, at this point I wasn't sure, only nodded.

"Don't remember me Ally? Oh yes, I left before you were born, kept tabs on you though. Oh and I guess I'm also a brother to all of you."

"What is even going on?" Icy spoke up, popping out her hip, "and why do you suddenly look kind of attractive Zalgo?"

Zalgo only laughed, "I thought that if you weren't going to look attractive, Icy, I'd take responsibility." Icy scowled at him as he cracked a smile.

"Father, take care of Shadow for a moment, I need to talk to the others." James popped out of no where and pulled me by my wrist away, "oh and, Shadow, don't struggle."

"Come on darling." James pulled me away as I walked, I could transform into a wolf right now and attack.

"Where are we going?" I pressured him as we walked, I looked up to him, he was only a little taller than me, his feet almost slid as he walked down the tavern. He only smiled at me. We arrived in front of a small door, a yell coming from inside.

"You get the pleasure of opening the door." I had so many questions I wanted to yell at him, I laid my hand on the cool metal doorknob as I thought about how to ask. My hand turned the door absentmindedly, the door swung open revealing Slenderman and another man, his age about 21, he looked normal, they had been fighting but the moment I had walked in they were froze in place and watching me intently. The boy seemed familiar, for some reason I felt like running to him and hugging him tightly. My eyes searched him as a longing look filled his own, my stomach did a flip as I recognized him. It was Nathan.

"A-ally?" His voice quivered, Slender's tendrils still aimed right at him.

"Nathan..." My mind was filled with questions and when I saw Slender standing there not reacting to anything it made me burst into tears.

"Ally don't cry!" Nathan, being his worrying self, ran to me and pulled me into him, Slender remained where he was. I had so many mixed feelings, questions, and people to worry about, my mind was starting to shut down. As I lifted my eyes from his shoulder, a man with black hair and a suit stood where Slender had been. Blinking, the man disappeared. Nathan's grasp felt unreal as he pulled me near him, I was beginning to loose all thought, he finely let me go and I backed away.

"Nathan you're supposed to be dead." I gave a smile to him, he only blinked and cupped my cheek in his large hand.

"I am dead." He whispered quietly. I stared at him in disbelief and suddenly he was gone. As if he was never there. I blinked again, my brain was on the edge of sanity and I was slowly tipping off. I felt the world actually tip and I realized I was falling sideways. I closed my eyes and anticipated for the hard ground to be against my cheeks.

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Spyro

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I opened my eyes quickly. My body was propped up against a cold wall and people were talking near me. My vision felt blurred as I wiped my eyes to try to focus in. I saw a boy with blonde hair glance at me and quickly smile. Like he had been waiting for me to look at him for awhile. He practically threw himself on the ground and grabbed my hand delicately, as if he was scared a single wrong move would crush the bones covered by fragile pail skin that tightened when I gripped my hand into a fist. "Spyro, how do you feel?" His question bounced throughout my mind.

Spyro?

Who's that?

Is that me?

His hand is warm. Why do I feel like I want to pull him closer to me?