Being Friends With The Slenderman

IV

Slender led Erica through the dense tree's for about half an hour before she stumbled. He glanced back to see Erica staring ahead with hooded eyes. She's tired, he realized. He was hesitant in his actions, not sure if he could hold off his hunger enough to not attack her, but he eventually released her hand and crouched in front of the small child. Holding his arms out, he cocked his head to the side, "Would you like to be carried, Erica? We could get there quicker." The small girl nodded her head slightly and stepped into his embrace.

Slender held his breath slightly as he hoisted her onto his waist, wrapping an arm around her to hold her securely. He tightened his hold on the girl and focused on his cabin, hidden by Slenders dissillusion powers. He took a step and they both arrived on the front porch. Slender pushed open the door before stepping over the threshold and shutting it quietly, walking through the dusty rooms he came to one that held a small cot in the corner - it had been here along with the rest of the furniture when Slender rid himself of the occupants some months ago.

Laying the child down on the cot, he pulled back to see her eyes closed and her chest rising and falling with each breath. He left the room after placing a small sheet over her frame to keep her warm, he needed someone to look after her, and he knew exactly who to ask.

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Slender was pacing up and down the small stretch of flooring the 'Lounge' provided, his height growing in anger everytime he made a full circuit. He was hungry, and he'd called for help about ten minutes ago. He didn't want to leave the child alone to hunt incase the human police were searching for her.

Where was he?

Slender completed another ciruit and spun on his heel as he felt a presence behind him producing an aura that radiated nothing but joy and happiness. His brother had arrived.

"Slender? I admit, I didn't expect to hear from you after the last encounter we had but I suppose family is family." A very tall man stood before the Slenderman, he could've been Slenders mirror image if not for the visible eyes and cheerful grin that covered half of his face as well as the polka-dot suit and red bowtie - of course along with the matching hat. 

The man embraced Slender while he stood motionless, he wasn't one for affection. "Splendor, thank you for coming... I told you about the... situation, I just need to hunt."  Slender watched as Splendors brows drew together in a frown and his grin dropped, he was aware Splendor didn't approve of his way of living - he preferred children as friends. The thought usually would've disgusted him, but since finding Erica, he'd started warming slightly to the idea of having a human near him. 

"You're still hunting children? Even after you've taken this one in?" Splendor's anxious voice sounded through Slenders head. "Don't you think that's a bit... sick?" Splendor was hesitant in his explaining, and Slender was aware that it looked and sounded bad. But that was how he was, feeding on children was the one thing he had always known - everything else... everyone else had changed, moved on. Died. 

"I can't change who I am, Splendor. I'll be back soon." Slender took off out the door and into the forest, ignoring Splendors calls in his head as he focused on the burning sensation in his stomach.

He needed to hunt. 

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