Shyanne {a Shyanne creepypasta origin.}

Masky and Hoodie

My eyes opened with a jolt. I looked around to see that I was still in the room known as my sister's. I closed my eyes in relief. "Oh thank Zalgo," I said a collapsed back on the bed. I looked outside at the darkness. "I slept till nighttime?"

"Yep." I jumped and looked over to see Ben looking at me from my doorway.

"H-how long h-have you been standing there?"

He laughed. "You sound like Toby or Seven studdering like that."

"Who?"

He shook his head. "You'll meet them later. They live at the mansion."

I cocked my head. "And you're so sure that I'll be at the mansion?"

He shrugged. "You might be, you might not be. You're right, I can know for sure."

"How long were you standing there?"

"Not long. Jeff wanted to have you meet some more people who've come over."

I got up, my feet numb and walked slowly to the doorway where Ben was. "Okay."

We walked down the stairs and into the living room. When I walked inside I was created by a man in a mask say to Jeff, "so this is Sal's sister," and Jeff nodded. Beside the man in the mask stood a man in a dark orange hoodie.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. "We got a Masky and a Hoodie."

Ben stared at me. "Can you read minds now or something?"

I looked at him and shrugged. "So what you're telling me is that this man in a mask is called Masky, and this man in a hoodie is called Hoodie?"

Ben looked at me and nodded in surprise.

I looked at Masky and Hoodie. "Sorry if I offended you."

Hoodie and Masky shook their heads. "You didn't offend us," the man known as Masky assured me.

"Okay," I whispered. "Um, well, nice to meet you. I'm not very good at, um, being polite. I guess," I said holding my hand out for them to shake. Masky shook my hand first, then Hoodie hesitantally shook my hand then backed up again. "Not much of a talker, are ya," I asked him, "or are you mute?"

"I can talk, I'm, just...." he trailed off.

"He's a bit shy," Masky finish the sentence for his friend.

I nodded. "I can be, too."

Hoodie sat down on the couch. "So I hear you had your first kill?" he asked my softly and I nodded.

"Cool," Masky said. "Who was it?"

"My mom's newest boy toy." I rolled my eyes. "Who was yours?"

Masky sat down beside Hoodie. "I can't even remember."

I nodded. "I can understand that. Lose count over time." Masky nodded in agreement with me.

"What exactly do you want me to call you?" Masky asked me.

Before I had time for me, Alex, to answer, she did. "Shyanne."

Masky nodded, "okay."

I got up. "I'm gonna go back to bed." I walked up my room and fell down, luckily onto my bed.

"Weak ankles?"

I turned around. "Ben! Why are you following me?"

Ben shrugged. "I was bored."

I looked at him sternly. "Go away!"

"Okay, okay," he said and touched a power circurt, disappearing.

I layed back down on my bed again, closing my eyes and going back to sleep.