Slender Woods

From knives to swords

First things first, I'm NOT dead.....yet. However, I am very inactive at this point....for now *cough* as I brainstorm for new stories!

I don't know how this story is fairing anymore, so it might end way sooner than my liking? Or it will have parts that take forever to publish...eh.

:Volt's POV:

So yeah.... I skipped mentioning Masky and Jay's epic reunion. Long story short, Masky said he will kill me if I let too much out. Anyways, I am now just wandering around the lawns of Slender's place. It still amazes me how frickin HUGE this place is, even though only so many people actually live here.

Suddenly, my ways of walking were interrupted by a sudden square hole popping up in front of me, followed by a dirt clad Herobrine.

To be really honest, I don't know why he lives like a mole and digs holes in our nice lawn. But, you know, creepypastas do what they want here.

"Uh... Herobrine, digging holes again?"

"Yup. Just digging up some things, and burying others."

That is something Herobrine does often. He is clearly a strange guy, like many gaming type CPs, and is able to do non human things. For example, BEN's ability to put anything in those pouches of his, and Herobrine's ways of..... digging and mining in the weirdest ways possible. Not only are they unlogical to science, they are unlogical to their own respective games, making them the oddballs of the world.

Herobrine, for some reason, finds this very lawn as a very good place to find shit.

"What did you dig up now?" I asked boredly. I'm, to admit it, not much into that game.

Herobrine threw the master sword at my feet, the master frickn sword. I backed up, for I knew that Herobrine stole it. If BEN found me with this, then he might actually try to kill me, forgetting that I don't just respawn like peeps like him.

"Herobriiinnnneeee!!!!"

BEN came running towards him. He looked pissed. He rolled in between Herobrine and I, grabbed his sword, and pointed it at the demented Steve's face.

"You stole my sword, THE master sword." he said coldly.

"Yeah, THE master sword my ass. Doesn't Phantom Link also have a master sword?"

BEN just stared at him, with those red pupils.

"Besides," Herobrine said with an added yawn. "My diamond sword can make short of that dumb little sword of yours."

Oh god.

I'm about to witness a sword match. Someone might actually die, but that's okay. The loser would respawn, and the winner would get...bragging rights?

The two now stood opposite one another. BEN had his sword and shield ready, and Herobrine has put on the last of his diamond armor.

Then they ran at each other.

BEN gracefully moved around Herobrine, striking at every weak point. Herobrine wildly hacked away with his blocky diamond sword, adding up the damage. They were both clearly getting hurt. I had seen Herobrine actually flash red in pain, and a lucky hit would push BEN to the ground.

I must have sat there for about an hour, watching them fight. Then Toby came, and sat down next to me.

"Watching them?" he asked, just in time before a sudden twitch of his neck.

"Yeah, I'm surprised no one died yet."

Toby chuckled.

"Best get used to those two fighting. They could literally fight for days on end. I actually don't know what always pisses the other off."

We left after that, and I never got to know who exactly won that round. Every tie I see them fighting from then on, however, I watch at least five minutes of the showdown, just to see if I am lucky enough to see one of those guys die.

Like, death doesn't exactly bother me. I am a creepypasta.