Falling In Love With Slender Man

Chapter 31

--CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE--

“Ancelin, quit playing dead,” Ellie snapped from a few yards away.

Ash chuckled quietly, moving his right hand up to pluck the arrow from his chest. He threw it in the dew-covered grass that was marked with his blood. Sage stared at him.

“What! You’re just fine?! But… But I saw you get shot in the heart! You should be dead!” Sage squealed.

Ash looked at her as though she were little child. “It takes a hell of a lot more than that to kill me. I’m immortal, remember?” He tasseled her hair in a loving way as he got to his feet, leaving Sage on the ground, angry with herself for falling for his trick, and angry with him for playing the trick.

“Why would you do that then?” she inquired as she stood.

He laughed. “I was just playing.” He brushed away the freshly shed blood from his chest. “See? The wounds already healed.” Sage fumed silently beside him.

“He’s a bit of tease, dear,” Ellie said from the sidelines, giving Sage a pitying look and dropping a wink at Ash.

“And what’s your part in this, Ellie?” Sage asked, getting more ticked off by the minute. Wasn’t Ellie supposed to be on of her best friends?

“I’m Ancelin’s ex-lover, I guess you could say.” She giggled. God, she was annoying, Sage thought. How had they ever been friends in the first place?

“And how did you end up coming to my town and going to my school and becoming my friend?” Sage asked.

Ellie shrugged. “All the pawns I needed were there. It was really quite convenient. I’d been following Hunter’s around for years hoping eventually they would find Ancelin and lead me to him. I got bored frequently though, and I figured why not mess around with the Hunters’ for a while?”

“And so you pretended to be one?” Ash snapped, joining the conversation.

She shrugged her little shoulders again. “Why not? I figured if I could convince them I was one I’d have a better chance of finding him myself.” She said it as though it were the simplest of ideas.

“And what exactly do you want with Ash?” Maybe his real name was Ancelin, but to Sage he would always be Ash, no matter what this little bitch said.

“Isn’t it obvious? Revenge, dear. In the end, that’s what everybody wants.” She smiled with her blood red lips, showing off the tips of her fangs. She looked so angelic, yet so vicious like a demon. Sage wondered idly if vampires originated somewhere between angels and demons together. Now that would be a hard one for the little angels to explain to God.

Sage drew her attention back to Ellie, who was pulling out a slim silver gun.

Ash laughed. “You really think that a gun could kill be, when an arrow to the heart didn’t?” he asked.

Ellie smirked. “I’m not that stupid. This gun has special bullets coated in Crimson Night.” Ash’s face paled. Sage was confused.

“What’s Crimson Night?” she asked of no one in particular.

The smirk grew on Ellie’s lips. “It’s a special type of plant that is quite hard to find but also happens to be quite painful to immortal beings, and I’m assuming the Slender Man is no different. I’ve ground it up into a powder, and after having the bullets sit in it for a few months, I’m sure they’ve soaked it up enough to injure him a great deal.” And with that said, she cocked the gun and shot two clean shots at Ash, one on each kneecap, causing him to fall immediately to the ground, clutching at his legs.

“But it still won’t kill me,” he grunted. “Crimson Night only hurts immortals, it doesn’t kill them.”

Ellie snickered. “Who said I was trying to kill you?” She shot off another bullet, this one landing on Ash’s left shoulder. He grumbled under his breath in pain.

And in a blink of Sage’s eye, Ellie was at her side, clutching her tightly around her waist, keeping her hands pinned at her side. Sage struggled to break free, but as it would have it, vampires were really strong. Nothing compared to a Hunter with very little training.

“Let her go!” Elijah shouted, the first thing he’d said the entire time, running towards them. Ellie simply laughed and shot him in his abdomen, watching as he crippled to the grass.

“Now I have you all to myself!” Ellie sang.

“What do you want with me?” Sage asked, fear tingeing her voice slightly.

“There’s not much time to talk now,” was all she said.

In a flash, Ellie’s hand moved up to brush Sage’s pale strands of hair off her neck and over her right shoulder. Ellie moved in closer to the now bare spot, her icy lips touching Sage’s warm throat.

Sage tried to scream, but Ellie’s free hand came up to clamp over her mouth, muffling her cried for help. Sage could feel the metallic gun pressing into her lips along with Ellie’s palm. It only spiked Sage’s fear.

She was distracted by the thought of the gun as she felt Ellie’s tongue licking along a small section of her throat. Her saliva burned the places where it touched Sage’s skin. And then, with great precision and swiftness, Ellie sank her pointed teeth into Sage’s neck, sucking gently and taking away her blood.

Sage thrashed for escape, but that only made it hurt even worse, and eventually she stopped trying. She went still and limp in Ellie’s arms. Distantly she could hear Ash yelling out to Ellie, begging her to stop, no longer caring about his own wounds.

Ellie removed her teeth from Sage’s neck, and then threw her none too gently onto the hard ground. The puncture wounds on her neck were still oozing blood, and she moved a hand up to cover the bleeding.

“I might not be able to kill you, Ancelin, but this is your punishment,” Ellie said, pointing a boney finger at Sage’s small and feeble form on the ground. And then, just a though a light was being flicked off, Ellie disappeared, just winked out of existence.

The last thing Sage heard before she blacked out was Ash’s enraged cry of, “Estrella!”