Creepypasta x Reader

Chap. 1 - End of Beginning

Ignoring all the warnings, the woman among the darkness instinctively aware of going into these woods at night for a ritualistic task so late at night seemed insane yet nothing could stop the pull of the night, even the paranoia, anxiety, fear, dread were cast aside. The poor unfortunate soul felt something tugging her to the woods in a supernatural sense, feeling akin to yearning almost, nothing could divert the attention focused on traversing such a cold and gloomy night. The chills of night were nothing and nor was it a good gamble on her part as walking through eerily silent woods should have been the first sign, no forest is quiet and if it is quiet there's usually a reason for its silence, nothing good was going to come from this trek. Nonetheless trudging on, black boots leaving prints in the dirt whilst carrying the bag and a phone as a flashlight, humming to herself the whole merry way with odd music playing from the cellphone loudly, a deadly choice. "Go do the ritual in the bumfuck old boonies Maggie, see how it goes." Murmuring to herself seemed to be a comfort mechanism of sorts, the group of Proxies in Slenderwoods lay in wait watching the stranger from afar that roamed on the Operators territory near Slender mansion. For the first time in a long while the Proxies had new prey since for years it'd been a rarity for humans to wander into the territory of the whole forest surrounding their home, once the faceless one sensed the presence of a human in his woods he'd sent all four Proxies out to retrieve the woman and bring her to him. "That's weird I haven't seen pieces of paper until now." Picking up the page with a confused look on her face whilst folding it up and putting it in her bag to deal with later, rifling through it a knife was soon visibly in hand whilst the other held up the phone using it as a flashlight. Deeper and deeper into the dark, desolate and seemingly abandoned forest with some old dilapidated buildings, it felt eerie finding pages here and there as she went but eventually she found where she was supposed to go after going through the area of dead trees. "Yo. The fuck is she doing? Fucking doing a seance or some gay shit." Jeff's stained white hoodie stood out in the darkness red stark contrast to the white, his lidless eyes stared their prey down like a slab of meat. "Shut the fuck up Jeff, we're watching the dumb little bitch be quiet or she'll see us." Masky and Hoodie sat stock still perched near him as well as Toby who nervously glued his eyes onto the form of the target, oblivious to the hunters that saw her as nothing more than prey to be captured like game. In actuality Maggie had only gone into the woods to simply perform a ritual, being a witch and having a demon attached to her soul were the main reasons the operator even wanted her to be brought in the first place for his purposes and she also dared to trespass the territory belonging to the creature. Slender would not allow someone to enter his domain and leave alive yet here she was bleeding into a big bowl of ingredients which none of the Proxies had seen before, the whole situation was a new realm for them despite the fact they were all deadly, brutal serial killers and rapists. Every single creepypasta and proxy had done and committed the most heinous crimes from sex related ones to body mutilation and organ consumption, corpses were not safe from the freaks let alone anything on their victims when they died. "Martin what do you mean there's people in here?" They heard how she had spoke softly to herself in a fearful voice so clearly for the first time unlike before she had a carefree demeanor while speaking to someone or something, the ritual completed as she hastily tried to finish only to hear the footsteps getting a lot closer and there were multiple sets closing in. Unsure of what to say or do whilst covering her cut open hand with a piece of dark cloth torn from her shirt, finishing the bandage the cool metal of an incredibly sharp knife grazed against Maggie's pale neck way too close for comfort, raising her own weapon only to be totally cornered by the four strange individuals that were all male. "Fancy meeting you guys here...haha that's so crazy..heh." The loud laugh came out which at the minute she didn't realize might have been a bit improper for the occasion, seeing as she could feel the knife that a tall black haired man was holding dig into the flesh in her back. "You need to go to sleep for me dollface!" Jeff's deep voice pierced through the silence in her ears which prompted a last minute decision to shut both eyes gulping before the fight or flight kicked in, shoving the entirety of her body weight into the blood stained man and raising the knife. "Don't be fucking stupid little girl." Masky gruffly had barked out yet with much luck she managed to get Jeff down on the ground and now trying to get away from Hoodie and Toby and Masky. "I'm not dying to you four fucks!" You could see the tears brimming in those golden eyes as she dodged both Hoodie and Masky only for a hatchet to be driven into her right side by Toby. "St-stay still mm...t-too bad-d..I-I caught you h-heh." His stutter made her suddenly laugh as he stood over her, his hatchet stuck into the woman's body her shirt torn and blood pooling from the wound staining her pants and top. What they didn't expect next was for her to rip the hatchet out with the knife in her other hand only to dart off running, all four of the Proxies giving chase and she fought each of them head on injuring all four proxies despite being a human no less. It started out as offensive fighting Jeff but to their shock she actually managed to fend off Toby too, then tussling with Jeff before running off and having to be chased down by all of them in a pack like they were wolves. "Fucking bitch! You dumb fucking cunt, stabbing me that's what you get!" With a very angry Jeff holding Maggie's arms behind her, Toby quickly taking back his prized and bloody hatchet angrily, still stuttering and cursing at the stoic young girl. Both had finally caught her but it was Jeff's brute strength he used to wrangle Maggie with Toby's help, they managed to knock out the girl not from just blood loss but she knew after the hit she took from the big one called Masky that a terrible concussion would be forming. "I can't believe the fucking human is still asleep." Hoodie's voice broke the silence of the room, him and Masky were watching the slumbering form of their new catch intently, Toby and Jeff both were with them whilst waiting for her to finally awaken and to be brought to Slender. Plagued by the slender sickness her unconscious body wrought with terrible dreams of a man having no face and tendrils, long dark appendages that covered the expanse of the woman's body while its vice grip held her down until she awoke, startled by the Proxies surrounding her. "The girl is awake." Masky chirped out and immediately she jumped up so fast in a brisk attempt to run out of the room and get up out of the strange place that they'd brought her to. "Get the fuck away from me! I'm too young to die from you freakish sick fuckers!" Maggie screamed as Toby latched onto a pale arm, the Proxies strength easily tugging her back and throwing the shorter female down right on her ass. "Sh-shut up. You-you're too l-loud ha mm...stop s-s-s-squirming." His voice despite the stutter she felt immense fear from being manhandled and attacked by all four of the terrifying predators surrounding her pinned under Toby. "Get off me you stuttering cunt! This is kidnapping and assault, attempted murder even!" The shrill screaming would not let up as they all but carried her off into the office that belonged to the operator, traversing inside the enormous gothic Victorian mansion in itself was a difficult task with the woman's struggling. "There you are." In that instant the massive wave of nausea and illness hit along with a searing splitting headache once the girl got thrown to the floor in front of a large dark ornate wooden desk. The Proxies seemed to be submissive to the utterly inhuman voice belonging to what stood from the desk and towered before her in sheer terror she closed her eyes, praying that all of it was simply one of her nightmares, just a bad dream she would soon awaken from. "No, look. Take a look." Its voice was unnatural and she assumed it to be the main source of the energy that brought her into those woods that night, head pounding with a dull throbbing ache even more as the tendrils covered her body and opened her eyes to see a blank face. She couldn't scream or move only stare eyes wide with grim fear and true terror, nothing the Proxies did to her so far could begin to rival the genuinely paralyzing aura and sickening effect the creature had on her as the Proxies all stared on mumbling to one another behind the man as blood poured from her nostrils. "So she fought back? I will call you when I need you." The four Proxies left at once although part of Maggie had prayed silently that they would stay and simply kill her instead of leaving her alone with Slenderman of all people. "I can hear what you're thinking my child." Immediately the busy mind began racing at his words, trying to worm her way out of the deep dark tendrils enveloping her body was no use once they tightened, eliciting a tiny but loud squeal of fear. "N-no! Please! Let me go you're touching m-ngh no!" Despite all his roughness and pure strength she continued to fight, squirming and hitting what she could with her barely free arms until he used every tendril to hold her upside down right above his head. "Please let me go! You aren't supposed to be real and neither are they! This can't be really happening to me!" Continuing to just struggle against him was no use, he simply waited for her to tire herself out on her own while being sat down in front of the gigantic monstrous entity, tendrils holding the limbs still. "I'm aware you humans know of myself and my Proxies now, if you would like to stay alive you'd wise up Margaret." Whenever he'd spoken it did not come from a mouth or a voice box but inside her head, knowing he could read her thoughts made it all the worse that he knew what she knew. "You could kill me now but you aren't. I know everything, the types of Proxies and who all of them are." That was all true, of course she had been very obsessed with the creepypastas as a kid and none of it was real, now the information would be helpful in the current situation. "Now you have three options Margaret. Become one of the Proxies, Hallowed, a Berserker or an Agent." That'd been the last of her worries but the slow yet sickening realization dawned upon her, if anything she wished that she didn't get caught by them or that she let them murder her in the woods that night. "You mean you want me to murder other humans for you. Those options are awful but at least as an Agent I have autonomy somewhat." Now unbeknownst to herself, regardless of that she would never have normalcy or her own life due to this event especially if Proxified by Slenderman and put in his family. However it started to worry her since usually Proxies were tied to Slenderman in some way before ever coming in contact, that terrified her, how many times had she walked past these woods? Did he always know of her existence and waited for her to stumble into his woods so he could make her one of his Proxies? "Are you aware fully what this means? I like that pitiful little expression." Slenderman had never been very truthful with any of his Proxies and none knew what they were getting into, "I'll make a deal, if I'm an Agent I have to kill for you but I won't be like the rest of your Proxies." Golden eyes that bore at the blank faceless white head full of a mixture of fear, anger, terror, horror, dread and he saw that determination, the indomitable human spirit. "In exchange for me killing and carrying out your mission I want to die on my own terms not yours. I have a family that needs me and I will not die by your hand or a Proxy." That she felt she was adamant in, refusing to be one of those Proxies that lived forever and lost their mind, sanity and livelihood to the tall one. "My agent you are in no position to make a deal little one. I accept, if you're so different than my Proxies and I want to see how this plays out. Will you become the fool or a monster?" Both options sounded horrid to her in the moment, the fool for thinking she could die on her own terms and not be like the proxies she would become now or a monster like all the others who fell prey to Slenderman in the end. "Neither. I will remain human always even if I have to kill, I'm a human forever." That pure answer made him laugh an actual inhumane laugh, a horrifyingly haunting sound to be forced to hear inside her head as the ringing began from looking at Slenderman directly, his tendrils pulling her from the chair close to him. "Those words will be a curse on you, silly girl. Bear my mark." The tall one seemed to have known that she was going to come into the woods she realized, he was only waiting for her, just what did he actually want from her? That fact had haunted her thoughts since she received her Proxy mark, at first it hurt so bad while he gave it to her but upon seeing it in the nearest mirror, all the dismay in her face was apparent, it was big and that meant nothing good. "You're being such a fucking baby mines bigger than that." Jeff called out to the shorter female stock still in the hallway that remained staring with her shirt up at the x over the o marring the soft pale stomach. "Let me see your proxy mark then dick." Maggie's voice didn't sound like herself at all as Jeff let out a low chuckle, proceeding to pull his shirt up and over his head and turned around as a loud audible gasp left her pretty red lips. The mark on Jeff's back was huge and covered the white skin, his entire back covered by an x over an o in black and she knew exactly what it meant, the size of each Proxy's mark showed just how much hold Slenderman had on the Proxy. "You see? Nothing to be a little bitch about, you're less screwed than most of us are Agent." She shook her head at him immediately, "We're all fucked don't you get it? I should have never went in these woods..." Jeff laughed loudly at her proclamation, sure he was aware unlike his compatriots who had devolved slowly into their insanity and forgot the fact each Proxy would be fated to misfortune. "No your mistake was getting caught by us stupid bitch." Rolling both of her eyes at the taller man only to yelp out in pain from Jeff shoving her into a wall and feel his toned arms pinning down her own roughly. "Get off her Jeff, we called dibs." Masky's condescending tone rung out as she looked over at the pair of Hoodie and Masky standing right behind Jeff who growled back at them. "I'm getting you back eventually got it doll." The mere thought of what that entailed felt overbearing before Hoodie grabbed her by the wrist roughly, dragging her with the pair to god knows where. "You can't just bring her to your rooms without letting anyone else have some fun with her!" A new voice she didn't recognize spoke out as arms encircled her mid section, Masky and Hoodie scowling at their new problem. The voice belonged to a boy with golden hair and black and red eyes, he was slim like most of the boys she had seen but a bit toned, dressed like Link and she assumed he was Ben Drowned due to the blood under his eyes. "Why the fuck do you care? She gave us all a hard time so why should we play nice with the human." He sounded irritated by the way Masky gripped her other wrist tightly while Hoodie held the other and she wondered if she would break. "That's not fair guys, Toby was right you're kinda pretty. Let me have a turn after then." Ben stared into her face while he grinned wickedly, Maggie looked to the side and only heard his laughter while the two men in masks brought her farther through the hall and into a big bedroom. It seemed to be the combination of their bedrooms, one side was Hoodie's and the other belonged to Masky, it did appear to be a serial killers bedroom on each side which she felt was mildly amusing if not for the weight of the situation that she got herself into. "Stay, you're too flighty. Be good for us okay?" Hoodie put the shorter girl on the bed and a myriad of worried flashed through her mind, Masky sat behind and Hoodie stood in front but it seemed not purely sexual. It was impossible to move while he restrained her arms from behind and had her shirt pulled up as a knife held in Hoodie's hands traced the flesh, "You can't die normal like the rest of us now. Stay still or it'll scar bad." The knife dug into the pale flesh of her lower stomach below the mark as the carving began, it felt worse than being stabbed and fighting them all but it still continued, blood flowing as he carved their names into the skin. The pain despite the fact this would not be the worst thing she was yet to be subjected to, felt excruciating, seeing how they got off on her crying and sounds of pain while they watched on in glee, psychos in pleasure from her misery. A simple defilement as she learned quickly, the first four Proxies of the mansion would enjoy tormenting her to get back for humiliating them to the other Proxies and they liked how that humanity never left her eyes. The first night Hoodie and Masky cut her and got off on it, she tried to not remember how they took Polaroids of the cuts and kept her in their room to grope and touch her but they were ordered to not sexually abuse her or kill her. Slenderman wanted to allow Maggie to sink into depravity and in part it aided the goal of turning her into a new type of Proxy and become his, even if it took the psychological, emotional, physical and mental kind of abuse until he got to have his way with her willingly. At this rate she refused to budge, no matter what was done to her in the start of her stay she remained steadfast, did every one of the sick chores assigned, cleaning up blood and bodies was sick but she didn't give up and Hoodie and Masky resented it greatly. "Such a crybaby, I only touched you a little you fucking brat." Hoodie spoke teasingly much to the annoyance of the captive Proxy who did not belong, even after taking the mark her physical appearance hadn't changed like everyone else in the mansion did. Maggie managed to get free from the room shared by Hoodie and Masky with time and was given her own room eventually, the serial killers all took their own turns tormenting her and if it wasn't the two creeps it would be Jeff or the other freaks. Living in Slender mansion was not like stupid fan fictions she had read prior to arriving at the accursed place, dealing with the pastas in the house was probably the hardest part she'd found in being roommates with serial killers of all shapes and sizes. Becoming friends with a creepypasta sounded impossible at this point and so, she decided to keep her head down to survive the shithole and find a way to cope with her new life, as a pseudo Proxy Agent of the tall one.