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Slenderman was in the kitchen when he heard a door click shut. He turned his head only to see someone trying to wipe blood from their face to no avail. He stopped what he was doing and rushed to the person.

"What the hell happened?!" He yelled.

"Don't worry, it's not my blood. I just ripped someone apart." Xana said, trying her best not to smack the faceless man out of irritation.

She was already annoyed and Slender yelling wasn't helping the matter anyway. After speaking with the tall creature, X returned to her room so she could clean the blood off of her. Upon looking in the mirror, she saw that smoke was coming from her eye.

"Goddamn it, this is bullshit!" She screamed.

The door to the bathroom popped open and in walked a half asleep Marionette. He looked at his sister as she removed a bullet from her right eye socket. She looked over to her right at her brother who was rubbing his eyes.

"What happened sis!?" He said, his eyes now wide and filled with rage.

"A victim of mine shot me so I ripped his throat out." She said, cleaning up her now empty socket.

Black blood dripped onto the white sink in droplets. The blood that ran down her cheek started to smoke and sputter. Looking at her brother, he grabbed her hand and led her to Eyeless Jack's room. Marionette knocked and waited until the door creaked open.

Eyeless took one look at X and pulled her into his dark room, Marionette following behind them. A quick evaluation concluded that Xana had lost her right eye completely. It was nothing but an empty socket and would remain that way unless she lost her other eye the same way. But that did not stop her from doing anything. Marionette was upset that this happened to his sister but she had already taken care of the man and she can be super stubborn and aggressive too.

Everyone now knew about X's eye but they were curious as to why her wounds smoked and sputtered. Slenderman wasn't sure either but Xana wasn't ready to say. Nobody thought that she would explain when she found out herself though.

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