Team Obliteration : The Destruction Cube

Chapter 16

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Cassandra's P.O.V.

Cassandra awoke to the warm sunlight spilling in through her window. She yawned and then stared at herself in confusion. Frowning, she tried to recall what had happened the night before. She didn't remember coming back home.

She decided that someone must've brought her back home, or maybe it was just all a bad dream. She probably never went to Deadpool's, never saw Jayla kissing Danny, and Jeff never tried to kill her. If that was the case, she'd have to go and visit Deadpool today. But it all seemed so real, and her clothes even had some grass and dirt sticking to it.

She flung off the covers and wandered over to the bathroom. After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she stepped back out to find a pair of clothes to change into. Just as she approached her cupboard, she caught a glimpse of someone sitting on the ground in front of her bed. She jumped back in shock with a yelp and grabbed her axe, gripping it tightly, ready to swing. She neared the figure and dropped her axe in relief when she realized that it was just Slenderman. He was leaning against the footboard and had his head in his hands. Cassie wondered if he was awake – she couldn't tell for sure since he had no eyes. He didn't seem to be moving at all, and his chest rose and fell with steady breathing, so Cassie assumed that he was asleep.

The relief that had washed over her was soon replaced with confusion. Why the hell was Slenderman in her room? She suddenly remembered last night, all the fear she had felt when she saw Slenderman. And even though she felt that he was a monster, she had saved his life – and possibly hers too – by hitting Jeff with that tree branch. She had never felt so scared of Slenderman ever before in her life. She realized that after she passed out, Slenderman had probably brought her back home. So that meant that everything that had happened was real.

She stared at the peaceful Slenderman, who looked completely off guard and vulnerable. She had never seen him sleeping before, so this was quite a surprise. She noticed that his coat was stained with some dried blood that was most probably his own. She didn't want to wake him up, but he couldn't be sitting in her room like this all day.

She stood over him, watching him, when she realized that he had begun to stir. She took a step back from him and continued watching him. After a while, he lifted his head from his hands and seemed to take in his surroundings. Finally he looked up at Cassie.

"I, uh," he stammered as he scrambled to stand up. "Sorry I fell asleep in your room. I'll go now." He looked at her for a moment, then turned and began to head to the door. Just as he placed his hand on the doorknob, Cassie lunged after him and grabbed his other wrist. "Wait," she said. "Tell me what happened yesterday."

Slenderman hesitantly turned around to look at her. He stared at Cassie's hand on his wrist, then closed the door firmly shut once more. "What do you want to know?"