Last One Standing (Slenderman fanfic)

Chapter twenty three

•Sable's P.O.V.•

I wasn't planning on hurting her. He spoke softly. I saw Toby and your other friend drag her in here.

"Other friend?" I breathed. "Wait, so you mean Hoodie is Brian?"

Yes. He nodded. I sighed, dropping to my knees and undoing Jenny's bindings. She sat up shakily, wrapping her arms around my neck and crying silently into my shoulder. I held her, looking around the room. Tim was still standing in the doorway, his eyes wide and bulging as he watched us. Slenderman hadn't moved an inch.

"What the hell are we planning on doing?" Tim asked, breaking the silence.

"Anything." I whispered. "Anything to stop this."

You do realize, that may involve killing your friends.

"I know." I stated, gripping Jenny's shirt. "If we can, it only needs to be Toby. Brian won't be able to be controlled after that, and he'll be okay."

"Are you being serious?" Tim asked, a concerned gleam in his eyes. "We can't kill anyone!"

"Toby isn't Toby anymore, Tim. You weren't okay either when you had that damn mask on."

"Yeah, well-"

She's right. Slenderman sighed. They like to spend their nights in the woods here. I'll aid you however I can, but I can not promise I will be able to stop them if they try to attack you.

"We'll be on our own for most of this then." I stated. "Alright. We need to get back to my house, Slendy, you can come too. Everyone who's participating needs to hear what's going on."

"What, uh, what about him?"

I looked to see Tim staring out into the woods. A pale creature loped forward, seemingly curious. Jenny's grip on me grew tighter.

"He can come too." I sighed, standing up and helping Jenny.

We walked back to the house, keeping silent the entire way. Everyone made a break for the door when we reached the back yard. I did a headcount once inside; all five are accounted for. I turned the camera on my chest off, dropping my bag to the ground.

"Isn't your mom home?" Jenny asked quietly.

"My mom works weekdays. Someone has to keep this house running." I said. "First things first, Jenny, I know since you haven't had much experience with being around these guys before, this is Slenderman, and his proxy the Rake. It's your choice on whether or not you want to participate in this god forsaken manhunt we'll be participating in."

"I..." She seemed to think about it for a second. "I think I'd rather not. I don't know how anything works around here, or how to keep myself out of trouble. I'd rather stay here, if that's okay."

"It's perfectly fine." I smiled and squeezed her shoulder. "You can stay here and make sure to tell us if either of the boys show up. You know what they both look like, right?"

She nodded. I turned towards everyone else, who were standing confidently. And by everyone, I meant everyone. The Rake was standing on its hind legs, standing a good head taller than I. It smiled slightly as I assessed its new posture.

"Alright, what's going to happen is going to be a strategy attack. Rake, you'll be trying to basically herd the boys toward us. Slendy, since you still have moderate control over Brian I'm going to need you to try and get his attention. Get him to fall down and stay down. Tim, our target is Toby. We...we have to stop him, no matter what. He doesn't recognize us as his friends anymore. Do not hesitate to land a kill."

"What the hell do you expect me to land a kill with? My bare hands?" He scoffed. I walked into the kitchen, pulling two knives out of the knife rack, and handed one to him.

"Remember, do not hesitate. Got it?"

He nodded. Good, I sighed. Now all we have to do is wait for nightfall.

~mini skips~

"Okay, you're all set. Text me if anything happens, don't worry about messing anything up. I will come back here instantly to get you and take you home."

Jenny nodded at me. We were in my attic, due to the fact that my mom would be home soon. She smiled, not a single glint of fear in her eyes.

"I got it Sable. Please come back safe."

I smiled back, never in a million years would I expect to hear those words from her. I guess it's hard to hold a grudge when you knew these may be some of your last friends.

"I will."

I stepped down the ladder stairs, finding Tim waiting for me. He smiled, pulling me into a quick hug. I hugged him back, breathing in the smell of leather and wood smoke on his clothes.

"Everyone's ready." He sighed. "They seem a little on edge though."

"I don't blame them. I am too." We walked into the front room, where I found Slender and The Rake waiting. I nodded at them, watching as they both disappeared. They'd be heading out first to distract the boys, while Tim and I followed behind.

It was a clear night, surprising with how foggy it had been earlier. The trees seemed to part ways for us, leaving an open trail with plenty of starlight to guide us through. It wasn't long before we got to the concrete room, walking inside and taking a seat. We were to wait here until someone made an appearance outside.

I leaned up against the wall while Tim stood in the middle of the room. He was gripping the knife like a lifeline, almost itching to dig it into someone's skull. I felt the same way.

"Hey Tim?"

"Yeah?" He looked up, his tone quiet.

"Why did you kiss me?" I smiled a little, watching him try not to.

"Well, I guess I wanted to do something about my feelings before everything went to hell. Looks like I got it just in the nick of time, too." He laughed harshly. "I hope you didn't mind it."

"Not at all."

I got up from the wall, walking towards him. He could tell exactly what I was doing, because the moment I pressed my lips to his, he pulled me against him. I felt his hand press to my back, cradling me to his chest. He twitched suddenly, letting out a cough. My eyes opened when I tasted blood.

Tim's grip on me became loose. Time seemed to slow as he wobbled slightly, falling to his knees with his eyes wide open. I stared in horror when I saw a silver hatchet dug into the back of his head. A figure emerged from the darkness, one wearing a mask and goggles. He ripped the hatchet out of Tim's head, staring at me with cold, murderous eyes.

"You're mine."