Ashley Drowned

Chapter 1: My new life begins. EDITED

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Editor/Co-Writer's Notes: Hey guys, this is DemoniLussuria The co-writer and Editor. I am sorry for my partners writing, and the posting of Chapters 1 & 2 without speaking to me first. I do hope you can all forgive her, also I heard of one commenter being really nasty to Ashie, and I am not happy about it! She isn't a full-fledged Writer unlike myself, so please be considerate of her feelings when you are reviewing her stories. Thanks ))

My POV:

I couldn't believe it! Why?! I chose this decision, only because I didn't want to die, and yet I was the one to buy that old game; which was cursed by a boy named Ben. I groaned lowly while laying on the bed within his room,  just simply staring up at the ceiling. I could hear the sound of voices arguing outside. I recognize one of the voices; It's Ben's and the other voice is unknown to me at the moment, however, it appears they are arguing about me staying here, wherever here maybe, and before I know it, it has gone deadly silent. I slowly dragged myself to sit up, before grabbing for  a mirror that was situated upon the bed side table, and stared at my reflection like I had done the first time after coming here with Ben. 

It feels strange not having to wear my glasses all the time, but I had always wanted to get contacts because I grew up near sighted. My hair that was meant to be natural  brown had become a more lighter shade and even became somewhat straighter, whereas in my family line; every female's hair is curvy, I didn't really like having naturally curled hair, so I guess having straight hair wouldn't be to much of a problem for me. Though I prayed that my mum was Okay right now,  I hoped that he didn't kill her first before coming after me, but that is where my thought trail ends as I was pulled from my thoughts,

"It's a terrible shame that, that night dress you were wearing became stained in blood, you looked ever so fetching in it; without that blood staining it of course" A young sounding males voice spoke in a slight glitchy manner from just behind me, causing me to jump slightly to my feet as I saw him from the corner of my eye just as he started walking over to turn me around, so that I was able to look upon his face.

The boy that looked ever so much like Link, from the Legend of Zelda game series; all except for his eyes, which seemed to be bleeding, while instead of white they were pure black, just like the dark abyss and emptiness, while small almost pinpoint like red replaced what should have been his pupils. Link had always been my favourite character in the series, for quite sometime actually, until I fell for a different one, a more darker version of the Hero. Ben hummed seemingly to himself while studying my features, he must of noticed I had been thinking about something, because he soon started to chuckle,

"Ben......." I spoke lowly, while watching him with curious yet caution laced eyes, and then out of nowhere he slapped me across the face extremely hard, with a dark growl rumbling from his throat which caused me to yelp in fear

 "Be quiet Ashley!" Ben hissed at me venomously, before continuing, "Slenderman has agreed to let you stay here with me, with a condition of course that you listen to what I tell you" He paused briefly, to eye me, before he continued, "If you so much as try to escape, I'll punish you, and trust me Ashley you won't be able to sit for a week when I am done with you" He growled at me darkly, before grabbing my arm and proceeding to pull me out of the room with him. 

Ben narrowed his eyes at me, from over his shoulder. I think he was making sure I understood him, and to be honest I was absolutely petrified of the types of things he could do to me. I wasn't stupid, I wasn't going to disobey his orders, well not deliberately anyway

"Here are the rules of the mansion" His voice cut through my thoughts once again, pulling me back to the real world, "Everyone gets up at 9 in the morning, they all go to bed whenever they feel like, however, if I'm going to bed, you are to do so as well. I can't simply have you running off on your own, not just yet anyway." He strangely purred at me, and it sent a violent shiver down my spine as he smirked before continuing on with his lecture, "Breakfast ends at 11am, we can do whatever we want as long there's no fighting between us, and that will include you as well. Now, onto a few of my own Rules, while you are in my room; you never leave without telling me while also letting me know what you're doing and with whom. Don't touch my games either, unless you ask not like I would let you touch them, and absolutely no back talking to me. Failure to obey these rules will result in making you suffer way more than your fate already does" He says in a stern, yet harsh voice.

I nod in acknowledgement, as fear races through my entire being, forcing me to stay quiet as I looked around at everyone in the living room; which we were currently walking through. well I say walking, Ben was still practically dragging me by my forearm. However, I had already met Jeff The Killer and Sally. Jeff seemed kind of strange, though he does also seem really cool. 

Jeff had even said to me, in a low hushed tone; that I was more than welcome to talk with him if he wasn't busy, especially if Ben left to go out on killing sprees, and leaving me behind. All because I complimented him on his strangely dazzling blue eyes, and well, his very unique smile. Sally, on the other hand, is such a sweet and adorable child, her long flowing brown hair really brings out the emerald colour of her green eyes. She even asked if I can play with her, but I knew I couldn't, not until I had gotten settled in; I did however, promised I would later tonight. I just hoped Ben wouldn't mind that, considering I promised her without his permission,

"Yo elf boy! Have you finished Lecturing, your poor bitch of a victim?" Jeff's voice sounded, it seemed really cold and nasty, but he did have this dark smirk tug at his scarred lips 

"No joker-wanna-be I haven't, now fuck off, and go play with your knives" Ben hissed in reply, and dragged me to what I am guessing is Slenderman's room? Maybe he has an office in this large mansion like building. Jeff just shrugged his shoulders at Ben and while returning his unblinking blue eyes back to the tv, and I heard Sally giggle slightly before returning to playing with her dolls.

Ben's POV:

The look on her face is quite amusing to me, especially after I slapped her right across the cheek. The fear in her eyes, along with the way those once enchanting blue orbs stare at me, and all while she seems lost in thought. It entrances me, makes me feel strange, and I don't like it. I have always wanted someone to take control of, or rather boss around and force to do what I demand of them; and what better way than to make her just that, a controlled little toy, that will be stuck with me forever, weather she fucking likes it or bloody not. 

She should have known better, than to grab my game like she did; but she did anyway, and the fact she's a fan of the series makes this all the more fun for my own little game with her. I took her out of my bedroom, all while I explained the rules; mine included. I even made sure to warn her of the consequences set before her, should she ever disobey me, or even try to run away from me, not like I would actually let her try. I then dragged her through the main living quarters of the Mansion, passing Jeff the bloody Killer and Sally as we went. Jeff however, had to open his big bloody mouth, causing me to snap at him, and proceeded to drag her to Slendermans room, which is also called the office. 

I suddenly felt a strange, unnerving pain within my chest, What the fuck? I'm a cold blooded killer! I shouldn't feel like this! Not for a stupid human girl I turned into my Proxy! I growled internally to myself, I'm not letting my demon self show its ugly face just yet, I wouldn't want to make her fear me just yet, well not now anyway maybe a little later. After all, she is my princess, that I took by force from her house. She should be grateful I haven't killed her family and friends, I have been very tempted to do that, maybe I will; I can use that to keep her under my thumb, and force her to comply to my every demand. That thought alone caused a small tug at the corner of my lips into a devious smirk, and I just didn't give two fucks.